AN: I had this idea just come up suddenly. There will be both flashbacks and continued scenes in this fic. I know this idea has been done many times but I hope if you do read this, you enjoy it as much as I liked writing it.

The Wayne Family Secrets

Chapter One

It was the kind of news that even the Batman found difficult to believe.

Bruce Wayne had been working for five weeks trying to get all of the information formed and as difficult as it was to believe, there were worse things happen and ways of remedying them. Jason was clear proof of that. Bruce hated the pain that had happened to the young boy but he had been the one who had known how to deal with this plan the most. Although he was in his thirties now, it had been revealed that Thomas and Martha Wayne were alive and had been alive for all of those years.

This was the type of revelation that made all the others look like surprises rather than shocks and he was fortunately being helped by his former team members to get what was most important back. Barbara and Tim were running surveillance through web operations, Dick and Kate were doing some ground work that was mostly testing their physical qualities, Damian was eavesdropping on conversations all over the city. However, it had been Jason who had discovered where they were and how to bring them back.

He really owed Jason for that. Maybe dealing with death and resurrection was his specialty or was that too painful to say.

As he neared the underground bunker, he saw Red Hood waiting for him and stopped the Batmobile. He was like a young kid inside, excited to see his parents after such a long time away from them but the Batman wasn't a little kid. He had to be the Batman to save them.

He just hadn't expected this to be real even with Scarecrow, Two Face, and Hugo Strange all working as a team together. Not to mention how this had all started with Raa's Al Ghul. Yes, the situation was strange but he could do it and regain what he had wanted to for so long.

"Keep your cool, okay?" Red Hood told him as he put a hand on Batman's shoulder, "I'm telling you. It's tricky and we both know how much emotions can blow us up," he said and Batman turned to him. It was a painfully sick joke but Jason was traumatized by the experience even now. He had never come back as the same person.

"I know what I'm doing," Batman growled back, "but it's okay. We've secured the perimeter. Alfred's at the cave. Nightwing and Batwoman are creating a shield around the area."

"If you're sure," Red Hood advised, "but I'm coming in with you. There's bound to be some sort of a trap."

Batman nodded as they entered the bunker together. Of course it was loaded with traps but with all of his weapons and with Jason's aid at his side they were able to clear them as well as the cronies that Harvey had put inside. It wasn't that hard but as they neared the middle of the area, Bruce saw them. His parents were alive but they were as frozen as any of Victor's victims.

"We have to get them out of here," Batman said back as Red Hood noticed the cameras. They were being watched. They had been lured down here and something was going to go wrong. He heard a beeping sound and saw the bomb that had been activated.

"I'll take care of that," Jason said as he grabbed the explosive, "You take care of them."

Batman nodded as he moved towards his parents. He had wanted to save them for so long, dreamed of doing so but it hadn't seemed meant to be. This was meant to be, he was almost beside them. He reached out to open his mother's tomb and she fell out, starting to regain consciousness. He looked at her. How could she be awake already, she had been kept down here since he was a kid. Well, she was probably somewhere else at first.

As Bruce tried to use the same method to get his father out, he felt something puncture him, throwing him back. He had fortunately been able to unlock his father as well and was hearing Jason coming back towards them but at that point he felt something hit him. He absorbed the blow but was pushed back, he rolled to his side before his face started to burn. Was he on fire? No, the pain was worse. It seemed to be coating him in a painful serum. He needed to get up.

The last thing he heard before blacking out was his father's voice followed by Jason's.

"Who is he? Who are you?"

"He's the Batman."

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Tim had been with Alfred in the cave whilst this was happening. He had wanted to be at Bruce's side, aiding him but he knew he had a better grasp on computers than the other Robins. He was a master at it and was proud to be acknowledged with even Babara following his lead this time. It was when the TV seemed to change channel without his movement that both he and Alfred stared at the screen.

They watched Batman and Red Hood enter the bottom of the bunker that they were all observing in bated breaths and then it happened. Batman was staring into the camera without realizing it and he was knocked backwards but Tim couldn't see by what.

Batman had done something that he had warned anyone who worked with him not to do, he had been more invested in his emotions than in the crime fighting work. It was difficult not to be when you had the opportunity to rescue your own parents, he would have done anything for his to be healthy. Still, this was the Batman and it appeared an invisible enemy.

He then saw Bruce be pushed back and the camera zoomed in as his face hit acid without him realizing it, the same type of acid that had crippled Harvey Dent and driven him to madness. For a moment you could see half the mask burning off revealing that Batman was Bruce Wayne and then you saw the way that the acid affected him, giving him that familiar look that his once-friend turned supervillain had. He was a second Two Face. Then it switched to black and Tim looked at Alfred whose eyes were wide with fear.

"The body is only one part of a man," Alfred said solemnly, "The mind is another."

Tim nodded. He knew what that meant. Bruce looking like Two-Face was only the beginning, only the physical. It was his mind that needed to be protected or they'd have to restrain The Batman as the most powerful villain they had encountered. Hopefully they still had the strength to do that.

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"He has to come back here tonight," Dick said as he paced the hallways of Wayne Manor. He looked at Alfred nervously, "He will, right? He'll see that it's okay. That we'll support him, that he needs help. He'll get that he's different, right?"

"I don't know, Master Dick," Alfred said solemnly, "but I will remind him of it. Now, that secret being exposed is more of a danger to his mind than even the acid may be."

"Well, Batman wears a mask, he can continue wearing a mask. I mean, it was only shown for a moment. People couldn't have -"

"Shown for a moment, Master Richard," Alfred said with more severity, "and repeated numerous times on the news reports. I am more anxious to know whether he found his parents, Master Thomas and Mistress Martha."

As that was said, a car drove up at the house and Alfred tried to ease his anxiety. Bruce needed to be reminded of the goodness inside of him. He opened the door and saw Thomas Wayne standing there with Red Hood whilst they held the half-masked Bruce. "Master Thomas," Alfred said in shock before looking down at the man he was holding. The way that he had been disfigured, was there even a cure for that.

"It seems that I've been asleep for a while, my old friend," he said before turning to the man he was holding. "This gentleman needs medical aid. I might have just woken up and am rusty but I feel that I will be able to give him the best care," he said as Alfred looked at him as if he were a ghost despite having similar things occur. "After I have aided this heroic gentleman, please inform me of my son's whereabouts. It must come to a shock to him that I am alive and talking right now."

Alfred's expression softened but saw Jason shake his head. Of course they wouldn't recognize him, their son was last seen a little boy who had been scared of Zorro. This man he was carrying had gone through so much because of that pain. "I'm not sure how to tell you," he said before seeing Martha enter and look around wildly. He turned his attention to her.

"How am I al—alive?" she whispered as she collapsed onto the ground and Dick ran over to her. "I…I..how?" she asked and Alfred put a hand on her shoulder to comfort her.

He didn't know how to explain this either.

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Jason pulled off his mask as he helped place Bruce down. He knew that Bruce might be disappointed he risked his identity and his safety but this was Thomas Wayne, a member of the Wayne family deserved respect. He moved over to Bruce and put a hand on the masked portion of his face.

"I will check with Alfred to see what medical supplies he has," Thomas said and Jason stared at him as if he were some kind of a zombie despite his own history. Someone revived so quickly shouldn't be moving around like this, as if nothing had happened. "Please remove the patient's mask," he said and Jason stared at him.

"Reveal his identity?" Jason asked before reaching to peel off the part of the mask that hadn't burned from the exposure to the acid. As he touched it, Bruce grabbed his wrist.

"It stays on," he whispered weakly before moving his fingers towards his face, "Mirror," he said and Jason stood there timidly, he didn't want for Bruce to lose hope. However, Bruce was starting to sit up. "Jason, a mirror," he requested and Jason turned to look at Thomas who was starting to leave.

"Remember it's the man inside," Jason said hesitantly as he handed Bruce the item he had asked for. He saw his mentor's eyes widen in horror as he saw the change in his appearance. He was a second Two-Face or, with his mask on, was he Three-Faced. No. He wasn't a villain, they weren't going to turn him into a villain.

He refused for them to do that to him.

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Thomas moved over to Alfred, looking at his wife nervously before concentrating on the butler. "Might I have your help?" he asked before looking around. This place had changed and it was starting to hit him that he hadn't been unconscious for only a few months but years had gone by and he was only starting to realize it, realize the effect of his disappearance.

"Of course," Alfred said, "I'll get the medical supplies."

"And Bruce, it might not be the best time to request this, but make sure to contact my son," he said and Alfred paused nervously. He knew that they wouldn't expose his secrets but was it fair for him to tell them this personal information, not that the whole world didn't already know. "Please tell me that Bruce is okay," Thomas said desperately.

"It all depends, sir, on the medical assistance you can give him tonight," he said and both Martha's and Thomas's eyes widened with shock. Without a second thought, Thomas rushed back to the room where he had put the man's body down. He knew that the man had been wearing a suit but he should have known, he should have been able to recognize him.

To his horror, the other man had disappeared and Jason was trying to regain his breath. Thomas stepped forwards and looked around the area. "Bruce?" he asked nervously. He was gone.

End of Chapter One

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