It had been 5 years since Bruce had worn the suite. 5 years since he remembered that what he truly was. He was a creature of the night, the sworn protector of Gotham. He was Batman. For five years he had been blessedly ignorant of the war he had waged against crime. He was ignorant of the pain the city was going thew while in absence, but no more. No more would they be without their dark protector. Bruce Wayne had remembered who he was. What his mission was, what he was meant to do. First though, he must assemble his family.

Bruce actually felt excited at the prospect of seeing his children again. Since he had lost his memory they all had strayed rather far away from him. Choosing to let him live in peace. Their own way of protecting him from their life. Although, he would argue that as their father, he was supposed to protect them. Regardless if he remembered what he used to do.

Alfred was still heart broken on the fact that i remembered i was Batman and that i was choosing to go back to it, but he seemed peaceful with the idea that the children would finally be able to come back home.

I sat at the computer in the cave, waiting. The cave had been vacant it seemed for years. Maybe the boys would come every now and then if they needed something. I asked alfred and he said that the last person to be down there was Dick a few months back, when he was working on a case involving the court of owls. I felt a spring of panic at the mention of him going against them, but let it slide. THey had the justice league and the titans if things got out of hand. I asked Alfred what the others were up to, he told me that DIck was working with Tim in the justice league and JAson had started his group of crime fighters. The girls were still doing the birds of prey thing and that they were doing rather well. It made me feel comfortable that they were doing well for themselves. Something was missing though.

Where was Damian?

I asked him about about it and he said the Damian had very minimal contact with the others due to his constant travel. He had started a movement that went across the world. Where others could take the name of Robin and make the world a better place. Kind of like what i had tried to do with the Batman incorporated, but this was a more social movement rather than a planned organization. Other than that, alfred was not sure what the youngest of my children were up to. I sighed heavily at the lack of information, but accepted that i'd have to wait for him to come home and tell me myself.

Which should be soon, i had set off the homing beacon that would have called all of those that wore the bat family insignia. I sat back in my chair and waited another twenty minutes before i heard the doors to the batcave open and the sound of a engine being turned off. I got up and walked over to the person and saw that it was Tim wearing his Red Robin uniform. He had gotten taller. His figure had filled out a bit, but he was still the rather lean. I smiled at him and got walked over to him. I reached for him and brought him into a hug. He immediately reciprocated it and we hugged for a moment before separating. We walked back to alfred, who too hugged Tim. Alfred started to ask him how he was and if he was doing well. I watched as they reconnected and started to go over what he was doing lately. It was nice listening to him. Tim was always a level headed one. I sat back and waited for the others to come.

5 minutes later i heard another engine be shut off and the sound of heavy foot steps coming up. I turned around and expected to see my little boy, but instead a grown ass man threw himself at me.

No the baby, it was the eldest. Dick had tackled me to the grown and had me pinned to the ground with him on top of me.

"Bruce! Great to see ya, and you finally found a razor! Congrats!" thats Dick Grayson for you. I laughed and grabbed him and flipped him over so i was on top of him. He let it happen and just sat up and hugged me. It was nice having his joyus laugh back here. This was one of the things i felt was missing in the manor. Dick pushed me off him and got up. Alfred came up and hugged him next. I laughed at the way that Dick grabbed him and picked him off his feet. Alfred cried for him to put him down and give him a proper hug.

He did and they went to the garage to wait for the last two we were waiting for them. I was anxious of course for jason to come home, but Damian was the youngest and there was little news that i was able to gather about him. TIm said that he only came by to him a few times since he went on his own. I asked him what happened and apparently Tim had been kidnapped for some time, by people called the watchers. Everyone had assumed that he was dead. They grieved, the Titans disassembled and they went their own way. Without Tim there to lead them, they had no leader.

When Damian turned 13 he went after them and brought them together, he lead them against the ansouis against the assassins in training that Rha's had sent after them. He lead them against them and the defeated the league of assassins. Down the road he managed to find Tim and brought him back to the team, where he healed and taken his spot of leader.

It made me so proud to know that Damian was to do all of that, but also desperate to know what happened to Tim. what happened? Tim seemed uncomfortable talking about it, and brushed it off saying that he'd fill me in later. I was trusting that he would.

Dick said that he kept tabs on him when he first went out on his own. Apparently he went back to the island he was born on and released all of his clones, so that they could live free. Then met up with a girl that had taken on the persona of Nobody and they were traveling together. I grimaced at the thought that my son was doing the same thing i had once done. Traveling with Nobody was dangerous. All they wanted was money and they would do what they needed to finish the mission.

Apparently Damian and her had somehow gotten mixed up with the resurrection of a boy dragon that had planned to destroy the world, but stopped him. Managed to get him onto their side and now they were traveling together. Or until the teen titans thing.

What the hell was he doing?

I sighed and leaned against on the cars and waited. The boys talked admittedly with each other and i waited for JAson or Damian to come next. About an hour later i heard a bike come through the doors and saw the rather large figure of my second son.

Jason shut off the engine and stood up. He looked at his brother and waved at them.

"Hey guys, long time no see. And Batsy, nice to see ya. Thought for sure you were out." i shook my head at him and placed my hand on his shoulder.

"As long as i breathe i will always want to protect the innocent. That includes family. Might take me sometime to find my way back, but i will. " i told him as i brought him into a gentle hug. Ihe reciprocated for a moment before breaking it. I stepped back and watched as he hugged Alfred, who seemed to be getting brighter and brighter with each boy that came back. All that we were missing was our youngest. Where was Damian?

I asked them if he had sent any messages to them and they said no. i went to the computer and saw that he hadn't messaged me either. I sat down and the boys came in. Alfred went up stairs to make us some sandwiches for lunch while we waited for the last one to come. Dick leaned against the counter and started to ask JAson what he been up to, since they hadn't been able to talk for a while.

Jason had apparently been taking his team more and more off world. Their last mission had them assisting the green lantern corps. I listened to him, but kept silent for the most part. I was waiting for any sign that Damian would come. Alfred soon came down with our lunch and we moved the topic to the past. Some on the things i had missed like, something called the Robin wars. That was interesting and i felt bad that i missed it. It would have been amusing seeing all those kids try to do the same stunts as my boys.

We talked about old times till late evening, still waiting for Damian to come, but he never did, DIck began to pace, worried that something could have happened and that he never knew, since he wasn't watching over im as much. Tim had taken over the computer and was trying to find what he had been doing, while jason was at hazardly over a chair, complaining that he was probably just being a brat, as per usual. I kept checking my phone and bat communicator for any new messages he might have sent me. Nothing came in though, i was starting to become annoyed with him. If he had died, there would have been news at least. He was just not looking at my messages.

Where the hell was he?

"Hey guys, i found something." Tim said from his seat. I got up and walked over to him.

"What is it Tim?" I asked as i glanced over shoulder to see multiple articles, all featuring Damian.

"Well apparently if you're a taurus, you're a perfect match for him. You are strong willed enough to handle him when he is being moody, but loose enough to play with him when he's being playful."

"What?" JAson said what i thought. I looked at the article and saw that Damian's had a profile from one of those teen magazines that would try to match you with your celebrity crush. On there, there was a picture of a young man that was hovering over a crowd of people, a microphone in his hands. Above it read 'Damian wayne! How compatible are you with him?'

"The Hell?" Dick said behind me as he read the article.

"Said he was an artist, never paid much attention to it. Guess he did pretty well with it." Jason said as he sat back down. I will have to rifle through these later, for now i needed to know where he was.

"Tim, this is interesting and i will have to look at these, but anyway we can find him?"

"Well apparently, when he's not out touring or doing a show case he likes to 'hang out with his friends at his home. Where they play games and speak about new ideas and the future." Tim read aloud. I rolled my eyes and leaned over him and started to go through the files.

Tim scoffed at me and took control of the mouse and pulled up a case file of his interactions with Constantine. They had apparently done a mission together recently and Constantine had reported it to the justice league because it affected zatanna and doctor fate.

"So we have to find Constantine to find Damian." i said.

"Seems like it's our best option at this point. He seems to keep contact threw him to the justice league. If he isn't answering us, then i don't know who else he would."

"Constantine might be able to give us a hint on where he is, huh?" Jason said as he sat up and started to pull out his phone.

"So we just have to find Constantine, first." Dick said as he crossed his arms.

"Man, the brats lucky we need him to finish this little family reunion." JAson said as he started to make calls to probably help track constantine. I sighed and pinched my nose. Constantine was a hassle to find and a pain to work with it. But if it meant i could find Damian i would do so. I started to suite up and get ready to go find him when Jason started to yell over his phone at Harper about not being able to get back by a certain point.

"Can't, i have to find the baby bat." a pause and Jason shifted a bit."No i don't need help, just wanted to see if you got any news on John Constantine." pause. "Yeah i know the last time you guys met it was over a year ago, but you are the one that worked for him." pause. "Ha, it was that short and you got shot. Yeah i get it. Ok. i will tell him when i find him." he hung up and turned to us.

"So yeah, my leads are up."

"We just need to get in contact with Zanatana and we will find him." i said as i pulled my ask on. I put into a call to the watch tower as i pulled out my boom tube that would take us there. It felt odd going there after so much time away, the league was notified of my reemergence and that they would be expecting me for the next meeting, but i was hoping i could catch Zatanna there or at least be able to contact her through the watch tower.

We warped there and was met with superman waiting for us. He had gotten my message that i was coming and decided to meet me.

"It's good to see you Batman. We've all missed you since you've been gone." clark smiled and held his hand out to me. I shook it and smirked back at him.

"Hope you guys have been surviving without me." i joked .

"Have Not been easy,but we've managed. " we walked together to the control center and i saw that there was a few people still around, even though it was getting late. In the distance i saw Zatanna talking to shazam about something.

"Sorry to disturb you two, but we need Zatanna for a moment." Dick said as he got between them. Zatanna raised an eyebrow but excused herself to speak to us. Shazam nodded and left us.

"So , what do i owe this improved meeting by the batclan. Oh, and welcome back batman. Nice seeing you again."

"Thanks Zatanna, but we are here to find Constantine." i got straight to the point. She sighed and crossed her arms at us.

"And why do you guys want him? WHat did he managed to get you into a demon contract?" she grumbled at us. Zatanna and Constantine always seemed like they hated each other, but loved each other so deeply that it was hard not to stare.

"No, we are hoping he could point us to our younger brothers location. Hasn't responded to us and we want to know where he is." Tim explained as he stepped to her.

Zatanna's face made a 'O' shape before she spoke. "Wait, do you mean the last robin. Like Robin Robin. Uhhh, your Robin. Right?"

"Yeah, that one." Dick said as he leaned in.

"I know where he is. Well, he probably is." she said as she smiled at me.

"Where is he?" i asked her.

"He is probably with the other dark leaguers at the house of mystery. He hangs out there during his down time. They are probably playing one those dumb games." she said as she uncrossed her arms and pouted at the wall.

"That's just great. We still need constantine to get in." Jason pointed out. Zatanna rolled her eyes.

"I can summon it, i just need to get back to earth. Why don't we go back down and i can take you guys in. "Zatanna said with a smirk on her face.

"How'd that happen?" TIm said.

"The house likes me better. Well actually, almost anything is liked better than Constantine." zatanna joked. I had stayed rather quiet, watching the boys and her exchange. It was nice seeing them be carefree with one of the justice league, but a question was ringing in my head.

"Why is Robin part of the Dark league?" there was nothing wrong with it, but i was curious. Why wasn't he with his brothers, where they could watch his back and him them. Why was he so far away, that we had to play find the weasel, but this time with Damian. I always hated goose chases.

"Blame constantine."

"What he do?" i growled out.

"I honestly don't know, but it's always him." sound logic. Its usually has something to do with him.

We walked back to the teleporter and took it down back down to earth. Once we got back down we stepped aside for her to call upon the house.

Within moments of her chanting some spell in latin a gust of wind that could only be associated with the supernatural came and blew past us. A few feet infront of us, a large house was being assembled. Board by board, windows coming together, glowing with an eerie purple that would have transfixed any other man, but i had seen this party trick before, and although i it was interesting, had grown used to the sight. Odd things happened to happen around someone who had spent so much time around literal gods.

Once it was funny formed, a burst of light came from it and the house settled to the ground.

"Never get tired of see this weird shit." Jason said as he clapped his hands as a sign of readymade.

Tim stepped forward and waited for Zatanna to open the door. Dick followed close behind her and i was at his heels, while Tim and jason came in after us. The door slammed shut behind us and i saw that the house's conscious was standing at the door way, waiting for us.

"Oh, umm nice to meet you, we were just stopping by." Dick said as he scratched his head.

"Yes, you guys are looking for the Hunter." She said as she turned from us.

"No, we are looking for Robin." JAson corrected.

"Robin is no more. Only the Hunter."

"Now, that's not true love. The 'hunter' has many names, he just likes to be over dramatic." Constantine popped out from one of the hallways that was leading down to the gallery. The man was wearing his customary long coat, and was walking with the swagger that had become his.

"It will be true if he were to see you. Last i was made aware, he had sworn revenge on you."

"Well, yeah, but he's not actually gonna do anything here. This is my house!"

"This house belongs to any outcasts. A room will always be open to those that wish to save and be saved." Constantine grumbled a bit about how it was still his house, but moved forward.

"So where is the 'Hunter'?" Tim asked tentatively.

"He is entertaining in the library.i will accompany you to him."

So Damian was here. That was a relief. At Least the goose chase wasn't taking us too far away. I felt giddy at the thought of see my youngest. I wonder how much he had grown. Granted, the others had changed, but most of them had gone through most of the intense moments of puberty. Had the growth spurts and awkward moments right in front of me. I missed most of that with Damian. I mean, i've missed most of his childhood, and the year we had together we amazing and had changed me, but i've managed to miss him starting to grow into adulthood.

I took a deep breathe and followed constantine.

"Constantine."

"Yeah mate?"

"Why is Robin here?"

"Uhhhh, well he sorta fell in." he phrased it more as a question rather than a statement.

"How?" i was going to get answers.

"We...worked a case together and it didn't end very quickly. Guess the kid found that he liked working on my side of fairness."

"What was the case.?"

"That's an awful long story, and besides, sounds like there's a fight that's gonna need to be broken up." he dodged my question, but he was right. The closer we got to the library the more loud cheering and awful sounds of crashing became clear.

We got in and saw that there was a small group of teens looking up and making jeers at another kid with a sack over his head trying to walk across the balcony banister of the library. The kids were screaming for him to keep going.

"Make sure not to fall Damiaaan!"

"Yeah, or ya hang for it! HAHAHA" the kids were still yelling at what i assume was my son on the banister.

"What is going on?" i turned to the houses guardian angrily.

"This is a game."

"What kind of game is this?"

"This is why i hate coming here. These kids have no control." Zatanna said as she turned from us and started to walk away.

"This is normal?" Dick asked incredulously.

"Kids just blowing off some steam." Constantine said as he shrugged his shoulders.

"Does blowing off steam also involve wearing a noose?" Jason panicked.

"What?" i looked up and saw that there was definitely a rope around Damian's neck, tucked under the sack, obscuring is from my view.

"What the hell?!" Dick yelled, catching the attention of the rowdy teens, but not before one of them had thrown a glass bottle at the bottom of the banister. Making DAmian jerk abit. We all jumped into action, i had used my grapple to latch onto the ceiling above the banister and made to Grab Damian, but was stopped by another hand from behind him. Tim was under us ready to catch im, but Damian was thrown back onto the floor of the second floor. The rope still around his neck, but out of harm's way.

"Okay, Okay, you fuck ups. Time to get away, we have family here."Constantine ordered. Most of the teens groaned and went away with a swear under their breathe as the ran off to somewhere else in the house.

"Constantine?! Is that you?!" Damian said as he began to angrily claw at the sack on his head.

"And this is where i leave you four. Have a good old time dealing with that." Constantine said as he made a swirling motion at Damian and made a hasty escape. I would deal with him later, but right now, i have to speak with my son on his definition of survival instincts.

I bent down and started to unwind the rope around his neck and he jerked the sack off his head. He gasped and his narrowed green eyes stared at me. They were still the bright, almost glowing green eyes i had missed.

"Shit." was all he said. And was so right. He was in deep Shit. i thought as he brothers came up to surround us. With him now practically in my lap, and his brothers fast approach, he was going to have to answer our questions. No escape. So yes, Shit was an appropriate choice of words.