It certainly wasn't the first that Kamal Wayne was in Gotham Mercy Hospital, but it was the first time he was there in a polo shirt and slacks. Gotham was his territory now; he had taken over the mantle of Batman, but he also took over the position his father had given up in the Justice League, as well. That was the only reason he was there at all, and he tried to remember that as he waited, watching the people for lack of anything else to do.

"What's taking so long?" Kamal looked up at the speaker, Aidan West. He was pacing the hall, hands in his pockets. He was surprised at his control thus far; he had only spoken a couple of times, and had done nothing in line with his alter ego, The Flash. Every once in a while, Kamal could see his fingers moving in a blur, but other than that, he was keeping his nervousness together. Kamal could understand why he was nervous, though. His eyes were darting around, as he played with his blonde hair over and over, to the point where it was a complete mess- not that it didn't look like a mess any other time.

Finally, the door opened, and Aidan's head snapped back quickly. He let out a somewhat relieved sigh as he saw the woman- well, the girl, really- who came out. She had long blonde hair, hanging straight down her back, and brilliant green eyes. Her eyes, however, held a quiet fear in them. She looked up at Aidan and gave him a somewhat sickly smile. "Three months," she said.

He was in shock for a moment. "You're three months pregnant?"

She nodded. "The baby's healthy," she said. Her face broke, as a full smile came through, and she put her arms around Aidan. "The baby's healthy," she repeated, a little more animatedly. "We're going to be parents." He was in shock; that much Kamal could tell. He could also see what was going on behind his eyes; he had gotten Olivia Queen pregnant. She put his fears into words a moment later, and Kamal had to try not to laugh at the almost comical look on Aidan's face when he heard it.

"I'm going to be showing soon," she said. "We're going to have to tell my parents."

"Uh, yeah, about that," Aidan said, pulling back to look at her. "I have an idea."

The three of them started to walk out of the hospital, to the limo that waited outside. There was media there, of course; the cameras followed Kamal Wayne everywhere. He had insisted on being there when Olivia had her suspicions confirmed; he was, after all, paying for it, and for a fellow Leaguer, it was the least he could do. Olivia had taken up the mantle of Green Arrow after her father had faded from the title, though Kamal suspected he wasn't exactly retired. With a smile, Kamal remembered a conversation he had once had with Dealer.

'There are two people in the old League who everyone thought they could beat, but no one wanted to try. One was my father. The other was Ollie Queen. No, they may not have had any powers, but if they looked you in the eye, you would think twice about crossing them.'

"Oh?" Olivia said.

"Yes. I'm going to run to your house, let your family know, and then run back here as quickly as possible. Then, your father won't kill me."

Olivia shook her head. "You're going to have to stop to eat sometime," she said. "You don't think he's going to corner you then?"

Aidan made a wry face. "Good point," he said, as they all got into the limo. His assistant, Minshi, was at the wheel.

"Back to the manor," Kamal said. She pulled away obediently.

"No, we just have to tell him face to face, is all," Olivia said. Her calm voice was the antithesis of Aidan's nervous one. "Trust me; he won't want his daughter to be a single mother."

"Well, right now, you sorta are," he reminded her. "Unless, we get married. We'll get married first, then tell your father!"

Olivia raised an eyebrow. "That's smart," she said sarcastically. "So, not only does he see his daughter married only a couple months after the engagement's announced, but he gets to see her belly through it. Right."

"We can get married now. There's always chapels open in Las Vegas."

Olivia shook her head, folding her arms over her chest. "Forget it. We are having a real wedding, Aidan. You know how I feel about that."

"It doesn't have to be the real one," he said. "We just have the paper. Then, after the baby's born, we have a big wedding, with everyone there. Besides, if we wait much longer…" He hesitated a moment. "You're not going to look really good in white."

"I won't be able to wear white," Olivia pointed out.

"…Yeah, I know…."

Kamal leaned forward slightly, looking at Aidan. "Do you want to be the one to tell Oliver Queen that he missed his little girl's wedding?" He caught the angry glance that Olivia gave him; she hated to be reminded that she was only nineteen, one of the youngest members of the League.

Aidan's eyes went wide for a moment. "Yeah. Good point," he said.

"Okay, I have an idea," Olivia said. "We'll have a nice dinner out. You and me, and my parents, and yours. They're going to need to know, too."

"My parents aren't going to try to kill me when they find out," Aidan pointed out.

Olivia rolled her eyes. "Pop isn't going to try and kill you," she said. "Yes, I think he'll probably be...upset."

"To say the least," Aidan muttered. "This place…it's going to be public, right? Like, very public?"

"Of course," Olivia said, with a nod. "There's a nice place by the bay, I think it's called the Blue Nest, if I'm not mistaken. It's been a while since I've been anyplace fancy in Seattle. But, it'll be public. And besides, Mom will be there. She can usually keep my father under control."

"I hope so," Aidan muttered. Kamal waited, as Minshi nodded to him, putting away the cell phone.

"Reservations have been made for seven Pacific time," he said. Olivia shifted in the seat, taking out her phone. "Put it on the speaker; I want to hear this," Kamal said, smiling. He knew it was going to be an interesting conversation, and he wanted to hear what Ollie was going to say.

Olivia nodded, motioning for both of them to keep quiet. She plugged the cord into the bottom of the phone before calling her home. A few moments later, a woman's voice answered- her mother, Dinah Lance Queen, once Black Canary.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Mom."

"Olivia!" She sounded genuinely surprised, and pleasantly so. "It's good to hear from you again. How have you been?"

"Pretty good," she said. "You know, the phone does have caller ID on it. You can find out it's me before you answer the phone. I turned it on the last time I was there, remember?"

Dinah sighed. "Yes, but your father turned it off again. He keeps insisting it sends our phone number out, too."

Olivia sighed. "That's Pop. Is he around?"

"Yes, hold on."

"No, no need….to….do…that…" Olivia realized she was talking to no one, and sighed. "Great," she muttered. "I just wanted to see if he was home."

"Olivia?" It was definitely her father, sounding suspicious, as usual.

"Hi, Pop! Hey, are you doing anything this evening? Around, say, seven?"

"Well….not really. The 49'ers are playing tonight," he said. "Why?"

"No reason," Olivia said. "I just wanted to see if you and Mom were up for a nice dinner out?" Her voice was most obviously sweet sounding, something that was very unusual in her. Kamal picked it up easily enough; obviously, her father knew her even better than he did.

"Why does this smell like a setup?" he asked.

"Setup?"

"Yeah. My Spidey sense is tingling."

"Pop, can't I have a nice dinner with my parents, and my boyfriend and his parents?"

"You're not serious."

"Please, Dad," she begged. "For me."

There was a heavy sigh from the other end of the line. "Fine. For you, Little Bird." Kamal looked at Olivia, as she glared back at him, her fist curling up.

"I'll see you at seven then."

"Yeah. Can't wait. Be careful." With that, he hung up, as did Olivia. Aidan hung up his cell phone, too.

"They'll be there," he said. "Looks like it's gonna be an eventful evening."

As they put their phones away, Minshi pulled up into the garage of the Manor. It was currently empty, the elder Wayne having gone off on a vacation to Greece with Kamal's mother, Talia Head. They all got out, though Kamal put his hand on Aidan's arm as he left. "Take this," he told the other man, handing him a small bug. "It's a good luck charm. In case things go bad."

"You're not coming with us?" he asked quietly, his eyes wide.

Kamal smiled. "I'll be there," he said. "Just put that under your cuff." Aidan nodded, slipping the bug into his pocket as he got out. Olivia was waiting for him, looking somewhat nervous herself. "I'll be at the Satellite if you need me," he said. "You kids have fun."

Olivia glared more than Aidan did. Kamal turned, though he smiled. It was just fun to watch her squirm, especially since most of the time, she had the same overflow of emotional energy that her father had always had. The original Batman had said it was his greatest weakness; however, Kamal saw that it was not as much of a weakness as Bruce had thought. He had seen Olivia in action, temper and all. She was not weak, by any means. Then again, neither was he, or Aidan, or any other member of the League. That was why they were asked to be in the League.

Kamal turned in time to see Aidan lifting Olivia gently into his arms. He was being unusually cautious, more than likely because of the confirmation that she was carrying his child, and the two of them disappeared as he sped off to Seattle. Knowing that he could do little else but listen, Kamal made his way into the house, down into the Batcave, and to the transporter pad. A few moments later, he had rematerialized on the Satellite, high in orbit over earth. Sitting at the main console was Dealer, the youngest member. He was the one who had the answers, and when he spoke, everyone made certain to listen.

"I told them not to…"

"Don't worry about it," Kamal interrupted, sitting down. "They both knew the risks. You can't force them to do anything, especially Olivia."

"She's nearly as stubborn as you are," the boy said.

Kamal shook his head and tapped a few commands into the control panel, and settled in to listen. It was going to be a very interesting, if not entertaining, evening. As an afterthought, he called up a few sets of plans for the Blue Nest, and the architectural plans for the Queen house. Just in case.