Dick, Jason, Cass, and Tim were waiting patiently as they could with their good as grandfather, Alfred for Selena and Bruce to come home with their newest brother, Damian. Alfred may have been the butler, but to the kids, he was their grandfather and at times more understanding than Bruce or Selena could be.

"Why couldn't it be a girl? Cass is awesome and you two are lame." Jason groused as he ate cookies at the table with his adopted siblings.

"Damian is going to be a great brother," Dick said as he iced a cookie and stuck the whole thing in his mouth, making him look like a rabid chipmunk. His cheeks were bulged out and white icing covered his face like foam.

Tim and Cass were exchanging the cookies they had decorated with Alfred's help. The two youngest of Bruce and Selena's brood were hungrily eating the sugar cookies. Jason and Dick looked at them and smiled, "At least their cute Bruce and Selena won't forget about them." Jason said grumpily.

"You can't think that Bruce and Selena would forget about us now that they have a bio kid? They wouldn't they love us too much to do that." Dick reassured Jason.

"We'll see," Jason said suspiciously.

Alfred made them help clean up, well he made Jason and Dick clean up because Tim and Cass fell asleep on each other. They were gently cleaned because they were covered in icing and cookie crumbs then Alfred laid them down on the master bed for their afternoon nap.

"Are you lads excited about being older brothers again?" Alfred asked them as the cleaned up the small mess.

"Eh, not really. Didn't Bruce and Selena realize they already had four kids? You don't think that they'll forget about us do you?" Jason asked pensively as he set the leftover cookies in a container.

"Did they forget you and Dick when Tim and Cass were adopted?" Alfred asked in an even tone.

"Nope, but they weren't blood-related and Dami's a baby and all cute and everything," Jason replied.

"You'll see that babies take up a lot of attention, but when he gets older Damian will be fun to play with. You are brothers you know." Alfred countered.

"It's going to be fun," Dick exclaimed. "I only knew you guys when you were older and could do stuff, we get to teach Dami stuff. You can show him how to win street fights and I can teach him acrobatics and Tim can teach him how to… do something and Cass can teach him how to do something else."

"I don't know," Jason said he still wasn't certain about having a baby brother, which was a true baby child.

It was midafternoon when Bruce called to report that they were on their way home. Each of them had seen the baby in the hospital with Selena. It had scared them all how pale and drawn Selena was. It made them think about each of their parents and the circumstances that lead to them being adopted by Bruce Wayne and Selena Kyle-Wayne. Selena had shown off Damian and kissed each of her children and told them that she was just tired that she'd be fine in a few weeks.

Alfred had ushered them back home where they could act like children instead of being cooped up in a small hospital room. It may have had something to do with Jason remarking, "Babies are kind of boring, aren't they?"

All the children were pleased to have Alfred to themselves he would tell them all about when Bruce was a kid and the things that they did then. When Bruce and Selena pulled into the driveway Dick's excited squeal woke up Cass, who then woke up Tim. They were happy to see their parents back.

Bruce carried in the baby seat from the minivan he swore he never would buy. He placed a loving hand on Selena and they walked into their large house. They were swarmed by their children.

"He's so cute!"

"Why is he so red?"

"Is he mad?"

"Why is so boring?"

And more questions poured out of their children who peered into the baby carrier at the newborn, his face was all red and he had the awfully scrunched up little forehead.

"Selena is going to go lay down for a little bit, and your brother is going to nap. I'll be back to talk to you boys after I get them settled." Bruce told them as they walked past them ignoring their questions.

"Ya think he's mad at us?" Jason asked in a hushed voice he always had a fear of being sent back to the orphanage in Gotham.

"No, he's got things on his mind," Alfred assured them, but he noticed how troubled each of them appeared to be.

"That makes sense," Tim said as he went to put his thumb in his mouth, but stopped himself. It was a habit that he was trying so hard to quit. He had been told that is was a babyish habit and he was three years old. He found that when he was nervous he wanted to do it more. He was a big brother now not the baby of the family anymore. Big brothers had to be good examples.

"Come on boys and Cass, cheer up. Selena is fine and Damian is fine, Bruce just wants to talk to you." Alfred told them.

None of them replied Cass just went to Dick and held her slender arms to be picked up. "It's okay Cass, darling," Dick whispered as he slowly rubbed patterns in her small back as she wrapped her arms around his neck and clung to him.

Tim edged closer to Alfred and the elderly man scooped him up in his arms. Bruce came back in in time to see them all looking like they expected to be put in the Gotham City foster care system or worse, except there wasn't any worse than the Gotham City foster care.

"Boys, and Cass." He took Cass from Alfred's arms and held her close as she snuggled against his broad chest. "Selena wanted me to let you all know that-"

"Just tell us straight, and don't sugar coat it. We're going back in the system right?" Jason said angry and scared.

"No, when we adopted you it was forever and ever. You all are our kids, Damian doesn't change anything except making our family bigger." Bruce said as he sat Cass down for a second and embraced Jason.

"What if I do something really bad? What if I grow up and I kill people?" Jason asked anger melting with the hug that Bruce pulled him into. Dick rolled his eyes at this and Tim looked mortified at the thought of his brother doing something like that.

"You'll still be my son, and I will still love you from jail where you will be rotting in because I raised you better," Bruce replied.

"What if a lion attacks and you can save me, or Damian, who do you save?" Jason asked again.

"I'll think of something to save you both because I'm your dad and that's what dads do," Bruce said as he hugged Dick and Tim. "You're not going to be eaten if I can help it."

"That's good," Dick said changing the subject, "We made cookies for you and Selena. We ate a few of them." Dick shuffled off to show him the ones they had decorated earlier. Bruce looked at the cookies that were ugly and weirdly decorated. He smiled, "Good job, these look great." His kids were great even if they couldn't decorate cookies well. Things couldn't be better.

The weeks went by and they adjusted slowly to the newest member of the family.

Selena hadn't ever breastfed before, Damian was her first baby and being around the boys and Cass she tried her best to cover up. It didn't help in the least, because Tim asked, "What are those? Why does Damian eat you? What is it called?" He pointed to his chest.

"Tim, baby you have pecs there. Moms are special they can feed their babies. It doesn't hurt though." She added as his puzzled face scrunched up even more. "Motherhood isn't quite what I thought it would be." She muttered as she lamented at her high heels days were dead and gone. In her wildest dreams, she never thought that she would explain how women produced milk to feed their babies to a three-year-old.

It had unexpected consequences to say the very least.

Pamela Isley came over one day to see Damian and Selena. It didn't matter that they weren't hanging out at night anymore they kept in contact with each other. Pam loved the kids, and she didn't mind Bruce, even if there was something familiar about him that she couldn't place.

"You look good Selena, you lost some of your baby weight already?" Pam asked after she hugged her.

"Not enough Damian only weighed nine pounds, but I feel like I have thirty still strapped to me." She laughed as she looked at Pam's bright face light up when Tim came into view. He avoided Selena and Damian in her arms and went straight for Pam.

She enveloped him in a hug. That stopped abruptly when he patted her chest, "Pecs! Pecs!" he squealed excitedly.

Selena had never been so mortified. Her best friend was being patted on her breasts by her three-year-old as he yelled out, "Pecs". Motherhood was weird and could be a witch, she decided it wasn't just the late nights in which Damian refused to sleep or when Dick does cartwheels down the stairs, or even when Jason refuses to take a shower, and Cass her sweet baby could even be stubborn when she didn't want to drink her milk. None of them had ever done… this. Things were simple way back when she was stealing from people.

Pam laughed as she put Tim back down. "Girls have pecs? Selena, I never thought I'd see the day. Motherhood suits you like me working at the plant nursery." She winked at her as she pulled her sleeves down to cover her green skin.

"It really does, I guess," Selena said.

It wasn't the first time her and Bruce's children did something that she wished could have been taken back. At all.

Alfred was with Selena, and the three youngest, Bruce was at his company working with Lucius Fox on Batman business while Jason and Dick were at school. Selena was working with Cass on the alphabet, while Alfred was working with Tim on his numbers and holding a sleeping Damian. Damian was a grumpy child who would wake at the slightest sound and wail and cry until one of his siblings would hold his hand or caress his small terribly red face.

"Alfred look." Tim walked over to Alfred and poked Damian's chubby cheek, "It's squishy." Tim's electric blue eyes sparkled happily as he watched the small babies face wrinkle up.

Alfred chuckled before he told Tim, "You better not do that, Damian is a grumpy baby if he gets woken up too early."

"He's so cute. Dami's good."

Alfred snapped a picture of Tim beside Damian watching him sleep as he held him, Bruce would like the picture.

It was later when Selena was feeding Damian and Alfred was preparing supper when he realized that he hadn't seen Tim and Cass in a while. They were usually fine if they were playing, but the playset was empty and they were nowhere to be found. Alfred started to search the house frantically.

"Tim, Cass, where are you." He checked all the places they could hide and it wasn't until half an hour and a frantic Selena joined the search that they found the renegade toddlers. They had somehow managed to lock themselves in a closet. Both of their small baby faces were coated in tears and they were hiccuping sobs even as they were being held. Cass let out a small shudder as she spoke, "Scawy."

"Oh, come here baby girl." Selena reached for her usually silent daughter and held her as she stopped crying.

Tim sniffles had stopped long enough for Alfred to ask him what to had happened, "How did you get locked in there?"

"Dami told us to," Cass said blaming the month old baby.

"The baby didn't tell you to do that," Selena replied as she looked at them and Damian who was in a baby sling.

"His eyes told me to do it and Tim didn't want me to be alone," Cassandra explained to her mother and Alfred.

"Next time Damian tells you to do something clear it with me, Dad, or Alfred," Selena told her children.

Damian was giggling wildly in the baby sling that Selena was wearing almost as if he was happy to that Tim an Cass were stuck in closet.

Selena thought that nothing could surprise her anymore before she got married to the Batman and Bruce Wayne, but the children constantly surprised her. She found that she had to be constantly on her toes and none more than for all of her kids. She never loved being exhausted and emotionally drained more.

Jason was eating a chili dog like usual, despite how Alfred tried to keep him from eating unhealthy food. His siblings hated watching him eat the hot dog with the messy chili and mustard going everywhere. It didn't keep them from eating the chili dogs, but Jason's world was truly rocked the day that Bruce had the day off and Alfred made chili dogs and Bruce snarled his nose at the mere scent of them.

"Alfred, why did you make chili dogs? I hate them," Bruce said in a voice that displayed what he thought about the hot dogs.

Jason's face went white, and his breathing was shallow. "How am I in this family if my Dad doesn't like chili dogs?" Jason asked in a whisper. "How in all the families in all of Gotham did I get the one that my Dad doesn't like the best food on earth? Bread and meat that's hot and tasty."

"What are saying, Jason? You're mumbling," Bruce asked. As Alfred sighed knowing full well what Jason had to be saying about his father. Alfred knew there were many things that Jason was capable of and one of those things were he had been rescued off the streets and scraped along trying to survive he wasn't capable of thinking that people didn't like chili dogs.

"Nothing, Dad," Jason said still in disbelief of what he had said.