It was around midnight when Red Hood was finally driving to his 'home' after a pretty hard night stopping crime by his own ways. The reason he was leaving so early was simple. He was so freaking tired!... he hadn't got any real sleep for days now and there was a big drug transfer by the docks in the early morning so he needed to be in his best shape. And at this point a short nap was the only thing Jason wanted.
This new 'home' of his was a little apartment in the outskirts of Crime alleys, whose real owners hopefully had escaped from this part of Gotham. The place was really miserable but Jason didn't want to attract anyone's attention. And he was visiting only for a few weeks.
When Jason opened the door of his apartment all his senses told him that something was wrong. His gaze fell on the floor. He froze. There was something on the floor. Wait, was it a baby? One peacefully sleeping baby. Jason's expression was a mixture of puzzlement and confusion. This was the last thing he expected to find in the apartment. He couldn't bring himself to move. With a single look he searched the place for any other intruders. The only window of the apartment was wide open. When Jason didn't see or hear anyone he looked again at the sleeping baby.
"What the hell…" - he whispered. He kneeled near the little intruder and searched him. Or was it a 'her'?
He didn't know what exactly he was doing. He had never touched a baby before. Maybe he was hoping to find a note or something. He tried to be as gentle as possible, not wanting to wake it up. But he didn't find anything that could help.
Jason took off his helmet. Was it possible that this kid was his? Without noticing he started shivering. Maybe because of the open window or just maybe because of the situation he was in.
Minutes passed by and Jason still stood by the door. He hadn't moved in those ten minutes. What was he supposed to do? He ran a hand though his hair. What would he do when the baby wake up? Who the hell brought the sleeping child and just left it? Who is the father?
It was 6 am now. Red Hood was supposed to go out. There was a drug deal on the docks and he had to go there to stop the transferring. He had to get there before the 'almighty' Batman. But leaving a baby alone in the apartment wasn't an option and he couldn't take it with him. Wait, taking the baby with him wasn't an option at all.
"Fuck!" Jason started walking around his place. "Fuck." He muttered under his breath again. He chuckled a little - his day was such a mess and apparently it was becoming more and more messed up. It was a miracle that the baby hadn't woken up already.
Jason sat as silently as possible on the couch and put his head in his arms. He really didn't know what to do. Call the child protection? No, he couldn't do that. Not only because he had no phone in himself, but because he hated them. When he was younger and lived on the streets his biggest fear or rather the biggest annoyance in the world was that the child protection would find him and take him to the orphanage.
He had thought a lot about the father option. The kid looked like three or four months old and he had come back to life two years ago so it was possible. But no, actually it wasn't. If he was the father how would someone know where he lives and leave the baby in his apartment? The apartment, in which Jason alone moved two days ago. And Jason didn't leave tracks. There was nothing that connected him to this place. So what then? He had so many questions and his situation was starting to give him a headache.
Just then he saw a kid slinking in through the window. It was half climbed on a tree and had gained himself with his hands on the windowsill. The sun had already risen so he saw very clearly that it had dark brown hair with a lot of dirt on it. Jason stood instantly in a battle position. What surprised him the most was that when the kid saw him he looked not scared but stunned? Really fast the boy ran to the baby and then looked at Jason and with the most arrogance in the world asked:
"Who the hell are you?"
"The fuck are you?"