This is the new edited version it's basically the same as it was just with a few extra lines thrown in; in certain places.
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We all know by Terry's own admission that he wasn't the best of kids when he was younger. He's ashamed of himself and how he acted. But, he could not be more ashamed of anything then of how he had refused to take responsible for his own child. He never told anyone, except his own parents, about his little girl; her mother had been shipped out of town not long after she was born. Terry had never felt anything like the joy he felt holding that soft tiny pink bundle in his arm. But, by then he was too late for him to say he was ready. He tried he argued with Cassie but she just wouldn't listen. He lost both of them, in one swift blow.
"Terry, honey" Mary said looking at him. Mr. Wayne had invited them all to the Wayne enterprise family picnic, but Terry seemed to be distracted by something. She fallowed his line of sight, and sighed as she saw what had caught his attention. She and Warren had known about the baby, and while they weren't please with Terry, they had encouraged his choice to not be a father at 14. They had been told that the baby would be put up for adoption, only to find out that the girl, Cassandra refused to give her up at the last minute. It had been hard, but Terry had seemed to get over it, to push the thought to the back of his mind. Part of her believed that most of Terry's trouble was caused by his guilt over the baby. Recently though Terry seemed to become distracted and look slightly heartbroken at every giggle of a child.
"Bro" Matt called grabbing Terry's arm. Terry startled and looked away from the father and daughter fast.
"What, Twip?" he asked. Taking note that Bruce was watching him closely, calculating like he always did when he was trying to understand.
"Why where you staring at them? It was really weird and creepy" Matt teased.
"Nothing you would understand, Twip" he said flicking Matt in the forehead.
"ow, MOOOM" Mat whined, making Mary laugh a little, for right now the spell seemed to be broken. Terry was back to being an annoying big brother, not a brokenhearted father.
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Later that night when Terry left for work, he grabbed the only picture he had of his little girl, Kitkun. He tucked the picture into his shirt and left.
"You want to tell me what, happened this afternoon?" Bruce really said more then asked, the look of i will find out so you better tell me firmly on his face.
"It wasn't anything really just lost in thought" Terry said rolling his eyes hoping Bruce didn't catch it.
"You can't afford to be lost in thought as batman" Bruce growled making it clear he had seen the eye roll; Terry sighed in defeat Bruce would not let this go and he knew it. He pulled a picture out of his jacket, and handed it to Bruce. He looked at it, taking in the look for pure wonder on Terry's face as he held the small pink bundle.
"Where is she?" Bruce asked, he knew just by looking at it that this was Terry's child. But, the teen never spoke of having a baby at home. He had not seen any sign of a child of that age group in the McGinus apartment.
"I don't know, her mom took off with her. Haven't heard from her since. She'll be 3 on Halloween" He said softly, his eyes downcast. Bruce set his face to being nutral as he handed the picture back.
"Get out there the city needs you" he muttered hobbling over to the computer and taking his seat.
"Right, On it boss" he sad quickly changing, really he just wanted something to take his mind off the little girl in the picture.
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Cassandra Cowl, had moved to Bludhaven...well more like she was banished from her family and they bought her a one way bus ticket. She begged them to understand, this was her daughter...their granddaughter. They would hear none of it. So, at 14 she found herself living on the streets with an infant. She looked for work but, no one was willing to hire a 14 year old mother. She had all but given up hope, when she tried one last place, Circus Circus, it was a gymnastics school, that taught gymnastic and martial arts, as well was trapeze basics. It was just a janitor job but, it was something.
The minute she walked into the owners office, he looked at the tired and worn 14 year old. He took in everything about her, in the look. Cassie felt as if his stair was going all the way to her soul.
"Sit down, please. You look exhausted" he said coming around his desk.
"Please, I'm hear about the job listed in the paper" She said, shifting Kitkun in her arms.
"Alright, who is this little fella?" He asked gently, he could see this girl had been through hell. Cassandra looked down at Kitkun.
"She's my daughter, Kitkun" she said, starting to rock the baby as she started to fuss. He nodded, before slowly lifting the tiny babe out of her mother's hold, holding her gently to his chest. Cassandra looked panicked as he held her daughter.
"Don't worry, where are your parents?" he asked rocking on his heels as the babe quieted.
"They threw me out" she said softly, tears in her eyes. He nodded looking down at the child of a child. His heart latched on to this small babe in his arms he couldn't let them just be lost to the hard world out there.
"The job is yours," he said, "there is a small apartment attached to the gym, I would like you take it" she began to shake her head.
"I'm not asking, I'm telling. You have no business being on the streets with a child this young. Plus even at what I'll pay you; you wont be able to afford rent and to take care of this one," he explained, "I'll write it into your contract" Cassandra couldn't take it anymore, the stress of the past few weeks, got to her and she broke down right there in the office of her new boss. He gently gathered her into his arms being careful of the baby. The people what had thrown away this little family deserved the lowest level of hell in his mind.
"It's going to be ok" he said softly, trying to convey in just his voice that her hell was over now, he wouldn't let anything else happen to her.
"How do you know?" she asked threw her sobs.
"Because you made it this far" he said calmly rubbing her back, "your strong"
Ok there it is, remember to mind your manners, flamers will not like the response they get. if you have pointers feel free to give them, just be polite about it.
also, the first person to guess what Kitkun means, and guess who Cassandra is now working for, i will dedicate the next chapter to.