Quick note: I'm very aware I set this up to be from Wally's PoV but it's going to go through all of theirs at one point or another so don't be alarmed that it's not form his Pov

Thanks for all the reviews it's really amazing to wake up to all the e-mails and unbelievably flattering. I realise there's the odd spelling or grammatical mistake, I press spell check but my laptop is confused whether to use Canadian or American spelling sometimes apologies none the less, and the grammatical mistakes are because I don't re-read my chapters after very often so I don't catch them that way.

p.s. Miss martian was in the first chapter she was just uncharacteristically quiet


Bruce sighed leaning back in the large chair in front of the bat computer. He was watching the newest addition to the household with mild curiosity.

Dick Grayson had only been staying at the manor for a few months but it was already hard to picture life there without him. He was a ray of sunshine in the dark world they resided in and he was grateful for every moment they shared but Dick was lonely. He didn't seem to be interested in making any friends at his new school and with Bruce's reputation he hadn't had much time to make nice with any of the other parents of children around Dick's age.

Feeling uncharacteristically upset over the boy's loneliness Bruce had called one of his...friends, if you could call him that.

Barry Allen had recently adopted his nephew, he'd met the child once and wasn't ultimately impressed but Wally West had a contagious smile and a kind heart. It would be interesting to see how the boys reacted to each other at least.

"Uncle Barry can't we just go home?" Wally whined letting his uncle drag him up the path from the gate to Wayne Manor.

"C'mon kiddo we'll go home when I'm done with my business with Bruce."

"But I don't wanna! It's going to be so boring there while you're talking!" Wally did not want to visit Bruce Wayne; the last time they'd met was at his Uncle Barry's Birthday. He looked Wally up and down and sneered at him before turning his attention to anything else he could find. Wally hated Bruce Wayne.

"Wally stop struggling!"

"No! I want to go home!"

Barry rolled his eyes and scooped his nephew up. At 9 years old Wally couldn't change a thing and was forced to accept his fate, he would be visiting Wayne Manor no matter how much he hated the man who owned it.

They finally managed to make it to the door, their trip time had been double thanks to Wally's struggles and Bruce was going to be pissed off. Barry rang the doorbell and set his nephew down next to him, "Behave." He snapped knowing neither of them were Bruce's favourite people in the world.

He'd been surprised to receive the call from Bruce. Sure he knew that secretly the big scary Batman held a special fondness for him that he kept locked away but he wasn't one for chatting socially let alone calling for a favour. So when he mentioned his ward's loneliness Barry was more than happy to drag his nephew along for introductions. Of course he was more curious to see Bruce with the boy than anything else; he had some strange image of him wearing the Batman costume with a pink apron to make it appear less scary for the young boy.

A soft giggle escaped his lips as the door opened. There was nothing to be laughing at except the terrible images that kept running through his head of Bruce playing batdaddy to his boy, Alfred and Wally stared at him confused and unimpressed. He shook his hand waving off the awkward moment and asked if they could come in.

"Dick." Bruce called knocking on the boys door. He heard a muffled response and opened the door. He was just sitting on his bed doing his homework, he didn't look upset or anything just sort of bored. "One of my colleagues is here to discuss some business with me I will be with him for a while, he brought his nephew along would you mind keeping him company?"

He knew Dick wouldn't refuse; he hadn't refused a request from Bruce since moving in. "Sure."

"If you're busy I can find something to keep him busy."

"No it's alright I was done anyway." He climbed from his bed and stepped next to Bruce waiting for him to take the lead.

He wished more than anything that Dick would make himself more comfortable here, it was his home now after all. He didn't need to step on eggshells. He kneeled next to him and turned him so they were facing, "Dick this is your home now."

Dick nodded. Eventually he would get through to the boy.

Bruce put his hand on Dick's shoulder for reassurance and walked him towards the door. "Barry good afternoon." He greeted holding his other hand out, Barry took the hand offered.

"Bruce it's always a pleasure, shall we get down to it?"

"Of course," He turned Dick towards Wally, "Dick this is Wally, Barry's nephew. Please keep him company while we are busy."

Dick nodded and watched the older men leave the room together.

"I didn't know Bruce had a kid." Wally snapped walking around the boy inspecting him. His hate for Bruce would transfer to his kid, he'd already decided that.

"He's not my father."

"Then what are you doing here?"

"He took me in when my parents...when something happened to them."

Wally nodded, the kid looked like he was going to cry and guilt set in. "Look kid I'm sorry I brought it up. My name's Wally." He said offering his hand.

"Dick." He mumbled taking the hand.

They stared at each other; Dick was wiping the tears from his eyes and Wally was grinning ear to ear. Bruce was right about the kids smile it was contagious and Dick soon had a matching grin on his face. "That's better. Let's go do something fun. Hey how old are you?" He asked. Dick was tiny there was no way they were near the same age.

"I'm 7."

Yup nowhere near the same age.


I tried to update last night but the Doc Manager was down but it got up eventually. I'll update again either later tonight or early tomorrow.