Beginning

"Bon appetite, Master Bruce, Damian, and Tim dinner is served," Alfred announced as the three of them came walking down the stairs in a posed manner; with Bruce leading the boys to the dinning room dressed in a new pressed very expensive suit along with his raven colored hair combed back in an elegant position. He was the picture of every woman's dream guy, which was the look he was going for since he had a date right after he spent dinner with his family. Tim followed after him in ripped worn out jeans and a hoodie with his hood up that almost covered up his face, but his piercing brown eyes could still be seen under the hood and his thick mob of black hair. He was glancing at Damian as he went down thinking of a way he could trip the young boy that was coming behind him reading the Iliad. Damian was dressed in a white dress shirt and pitch-black jeans along with a messy bed head look to his black hair.

As they got off the stairs Tim saw his chance to put his plan into action as he suddenly crouched and tried to kick Damian's feet from underneath him in one quick movement, but the Batman had trained Damian too well even better than Tim, and easily dodged Tim's attack without taking his attention of his book.

"That engrossed in the book I gave you Master Damian?" Alfred asked as they all took their spot at the dinning table. Damian nodded his head absent mindedly as he grinned behind the pages of his book as he felt Tim's glare on him.

Bruce rolled his eyes at the two teenaged boys trying to remember when they were younger. Of course they never saw eye to eye and Bruce had learned to accept that but he missed the good old days when he could expect at least a well formatted sentence as an answer from Damian, and it didn't help that Tim was especially moody all the time. At times like these he kind of wondered if they would have turned out differently if they had normal families…a normal life…the door rang through the entire mansion disrupting Bruce from observing his adoptive child and his biological son.

"Masters, were you expecting any visitors at this time?" Alfred inquired while narrowing his eyes in annoyance knowing that he would have to make more dinner if we had but Damian grunted a no, Tim shock his head, and Bruce followed Alfred to the door to find a drenched looking tall man with bright blue eyes and his normally thick long messy hair sticking to his head. He wore a black sweater under a jean coat and black pants. The woman beside him held a translucent umbrella that shielded her long ginger hair and her black t-shirt that was tuck neatly into her jean skirt. The umbrella was also protecting a young two-year-old boy that was wearing a black and white shirt and brown shorts. He was hanging onto his mother's arms for dear life as he stared with awe at the two men in front the family with his ocean blue eyes.

"Master Dick and Mrs. Barbra, what are you doing here?" Alfred asked with shock in his tone as he looked from Dick to Barbra to the little boy that was a spitting image of Dick when he was small, when Bruce had first adopted him. The fact that they came to show off their product of their marriage registered far more quickly in Bruce's brain than it did in Alfred's. Bruce bent down to the pint size child and flashed a warm smile that got the child to inch closer to him ever so slowly; testing each step to make sure he wasn't in any danger.

"Hurry up, Joseph he doesn't bit at least not little children," Dick teased as he nudged Joseph closer to Bruce, but not before receiving a bat glare from Bruce and an elbowed gut from Barbra.

"Grandpa, Grandpa!" the little boy called in a soft clear voice that melted Bruce's irritation from being called Grandpa after all he was clearly to young to be one and it just doesn't scream attractive billion heir playboy. But he smiled softly at the boy who had his hands outstretched towards him to indicated to Bruce that it was okay to lift him up, in actual case he was expecting him to, so he gently grabbed the boy and lifted him into his arms effortlessly as 'weeeeee!' squealed out the two year-old's mouth.

"Alfred you might want to get Dick a towel."

"On it Master Bruce," Alfred replied walking away to make room for the couple to come in. Bruce led them towards the dinning table where his two other boys barely made eye contact with the unsuspected visitors before they greeted both Dick and Barbra in unison as if they were both expecting them to have come. They glared at each other with disdain not wanting to except that they might be more a like than they knew. Dick was about to make a witty remark at the two teenagers behaviors but he stopped short not wanting to ruin his own entertainment which was the little pathetic cat fights the two always got into because of the most petty things.

With one sudden clearing of Bruce's throat got the teens in order as Alfred reappeared with a huge towel for Dick to wrap himself in to shield him from the cold that chilled him to the bone. "Damian and Tim, Dick came to show us a new addition to our family Joseph Gordon," Bruce announced just to have the two teens staring at the toddler for a second and then quickly lost interest in the newest member of the Wayne Family.

"Daddy they don't look very nice," Joseph observed as he scurried out of Bruce's strong arms and was racing clumsily towards the two indifferent teens. Bruce raised an eyebrow as he heard both Dick and Barbra giggle as they saw their two-year-old little angel run up to Damian and climb skillfully up the length of his chair. Before Damian could think of away to avoid the little tree monkey that was climbing up him, Joe was already perched comfortably on Damian's shoulders. At first Damian tried to ignore the child's existence, but all that went up in flames when the child began to stammer over the words in Damian's book.

"You like books don't you?" Damian asked with a soothing voice that shocked everyone in the room, even Bruce could barely contain it. Damian ignored the reactions of his family members after all to him the kid couldn't be that troublesome if he already had an interest in knowledge at this age. Damian gently pulled the child off his shoulders and on to his lap as he readout loud to the boy. Watching this ideal commercial family scene made Bruce reconsider his earlier thoughts about being a bad parent after all he had one kid married to a remarkable woman with the cutest son in the world, and two others that never stopped amazing Bruce even when he was so sure he had them all figured out. It seemed like seconds passed as Bruce watched the young boy in Damian's lap squeal with joy at the victories parts of Damian's story, whimper in sadness of death in the Iliad, and eat pieces of Damian's untouched food during the boring parts. To Bruce he was overjoyed that Dick and Barbra had made a new addition to the family one that could bring a shining light in the darkness of the family even if it was just a little.

"Umm, Master Bruce I am sorry to ruin your delight at the scene, but we cannot leave Miss. Flynn hanging for yet another consecutive date in a row," Alfred warned Bruce as he nodded briefly with one last glance at the perfect family scene he went to ready himself further for his date by putting on a rain coat and grabbing an umbrella.

"Bruce leaving so soon?" Dick teased as he inspected Bruce's attire and with a sigh murmured something that Bruce could barely hear. "Don't stay out too late after all you are a grandpa and all." This comment won Dick a hard piercing bat glare, but he was saved by Joe hopping out of Damian's lap to race towards Bruce.

"Grandpa you can't leave yet we haven't played together yet," Joe complained as his bright blue eyes grew wide and watery along with the cutest pout that Bruce had ever seen. Bruce's eyes darted around the room trying to avoid eye contact; not knowing what decision he would if he did. Dick snickered a bit at how his child had so much control over the dark knight, but then again Bruce had always had a soft spot for children.

"Now Joseph if your parents decided to bring you over again than I promise to play with you…you can even pick the game," Bruce struggled out finding it oddly hard to lie to the young boy whose lip had began to quicker with disappointment, which made Bruce's face flash with uncertainty as he looked over his shoulder towards Barbra.

"Joe it's okay, Bruce will have all the time in the world to spend with you including your two uncles over there, are thinking of moving you here," Barbra announced bring all eyes towards the child's parents. Bruce had a negative answer at the tip of his tongue before he saw Joe's face light up with untold delight that made his concrete no into a forced yes. At that moment when Bruce's replied the doorbell rang again causing him to sigh as he could just imagine Tina's face distorted with anger for being late again. When Bruce opened the door with Alfred on his left and Joe and Richard were on his right. They were all on edge after all one surprise was enough for today. The future had another thing coming to him, he thought, as he saw nothing but a basket on the front porch with a wailing new born in it.

"Daddy, daddy a baby, it's a baby…can we keep it?" the young boy inquired enthusiastically as Dick scooped him up in his hands while explaining to his son how babies were very far from being considered pets.

Alfred leaned down to retrieve a note that was attached to the side of the basket with Bruce Wayne written across it with a fluent yet an aggressive stroke of a pen, Bruce knew who it was it was Diana. Bruce instinctively picked up the basket from the cold wetness of the outside of his mansion. As Alfred cared for the child Bruce read the letter.

He carefully and slowly got the letter out of the envelope, but that accomplishment was nothing as he gathered up his coverage to read the letter.

Dear Bruce,

I know that by leaving this basket here I put you at a great inconvenience, so I well apologize in advance Bruce. You know about that night I came back to the Tower to tell you my feelings well that child, that baby girl, is the result. Bruce I beg of you to take care of her. I do not wish to see her suffering the shame that will befall upon us from the Amazon's. So please take care of my dear child.

P.S: Please don't ever mention my name or my relationship with her

-Diana

"Alfred can you cancel my date with Tina."

"What did you have in mind for this excuse sir?" Alfred inquired trying to hide his displeasure of dealing with another of Bruce's soon to be ex-girlfriends.

"How about the sudden arrival of relatives." Bruce stated as he looked around with a smile as he notice that he was actually more less telling the truth this time, which made it easier to cope with breaking another heart and ruining another woman's special evening out with him.

"What did the letter say?" Damian inquired barely showing the shock he felt along everyone that was watching Bruce throw the letter in the fireplace.

"Damian how do you feel about having a younger sister?"

"Well I don't have a choice in the matter now do I?" Damian retorted as he got up to leave the room with an indifferent air rather than an angry one that Bruce expected to see.

"So may I ask who is the mother?" Dick asked causally with a raised eye brow, and knowing who Dick was Bruce knew that the best choice was to at least tell him and Alfred after all Bruce rather Dick knows now so he could threaten him not to tell a soul. Bruce nodded but then looked towards Tim and Barbra as an indication that the news he was about to tell wasn't for their ears. Tim sensing this grudgingly stormed off highly offended by Bruce's lack of trust in him; however, Bruce was grateful that Barbra merely just rolled her eyes at both her husband and Bruce before leaving the room to get Joseph settled into a room upstairs.

It was moments before Bruce had begun the explanation for the little girl's existence that was sleeping softly cradled in Alfred's arms. "Her mother is Princess Diana," Bruce stated bluntly knowing that was probably the best way to get the truth out blurting it out quickly like ripping off a Band-Aid. Very unpleasant but it had to be done.

"Wonder Woman? How the heck did you manage that? I mean like seriously, Bruce haven't you heard abstinence is the best policy?" Dick question just to receive a bat glare so fierce that he automatically recoiled away from Bruce knowing that he crossed the line. After a while of piercing his eldest foster son Alfred cleared his voice hoping that this would break up the fight that was on the horizon and plus he really wanted to hear the answer to Dick's question: how did Bruce manage to get himself into this situation with the Amazonian Princess? This cause Bruce to sigh as he remembered that night up in the watch tower roughly nine months ago when he had caught Diana crying and tried to cheer her up, and in the end he did a little more than cheer her up. He knows he should have never wavered in his self-judgment, but not many could have resisted a woman like Diana, but that was still no excuse for what he did that night. He told the story to them through gritted teeth, but his words became cold and detached as he came to the ending of his story. The looks that both Dick and Alfred gave him fit perfectly in how he had looked himself in the mirror that day after the whole thing was over; it was a look of shock as he racked his mind for the answer why he had given into her, because from where he stood it looked very much to him that he took advantage of her weak minded state. The very thought had brought shame rolling upon him, but now as he looked at the fragile tiny beautiful girl in Alfred's arms he felt the same way he had on that day, but the feeling was a billion times worse.

"Master Bruce, please stop kicking yourself over this matter, after all, what is done is done, and we have a new addition to the family…hopeful a girl will be able install a gentle touch to the family," Alfred said as he placed the baby into Bruce's arms and dragged Dick upstairs partly to show him the room Barbra and he will be using and to give Bruce some space to take everything in because this believe it or not might have been the hardest challenge Bruce may ever take on his life. It took a heck of a lot more tender, love, and care to take care of a daughter especially one this young.

"Alfred's right what's done is done, and like Damian I can't let you grow up without knowing what a real family is like…a feeling that I was robbed of…" Bruce trailed off as the young child opened her tiny mouth and yawned softly before revealing a pair of clear deep sky blue eyes that stared up at him with a look of wonder and awe. She was the cutest thing Bruce had ever seen, and for a second Bruce felt a wave of uncomfortable melancholy as he pictured how hard it may have been for Diana to give her child away, or rather keep herself away from their child.

"What do you plan to name her Master Bruce?" Alfred inquired as he came to stand next to his oldest charge with a tender expression as it delighted him to see that there was something in this world that could lighten up the darkness on his face, the darkness that had stained his very being ever since that dreadful day, the day that Bruce found out he would never see his parents again.

"That's a good question Alfred. It doesn't seem like Diana named her before she dropped her off here…how…about Abbey?"

"I believe, that is an outstanding name sir, I could not have chosen a better one," Alfred commented.

"Thanks Alfred," Bruce whispered as to not awake the baby who was drifting off to sleep as both of them walked upstairs fully initiating the newest Wayne into the family.

"By the way Master Bruce, Ms. Flynn told me to explicitly to tell you that your none existing relationship with her is over and she never wants to hear from you again."

"That maybe the nicest sounding breakup I have received in my life," Bruce snickered to himself as he remembered all his other very fiery breakups that at least had one or two choice words.

"As always Master Bruce I was editing it for the sake of young ears that may hear…why must you always choose the girls with very colorful vocabularies?" Alfred complained as Bruce snickered to himself as he could just picture the look on Tina's face and the words that came crashing out of her mouth when she heard his excuse to cancel their date yet again.