Week 1 - Part 1:

The first day that Titania arrived, after the introductions, Bruce had to excuse himself. He needed to go to the office. And then Tim, Damian and Jason dispersed. Leaving Dick and Alfred to show her to her room and give a tour of the manor. Which Alfred left to Dick about half way through so he could go prepare dinner, Titania instantly offered to help. But was rejected, her grandfather saying that she should relax, it was a long flight from Bolton. Titania reluctantly agreed with him and the tour continued until dinner was called.

Everyone showed up with Bruce at the head of the very expensive looking table Dick to his right, Jason to his left. Tim was sitting next to Jason, across from him, next to Dick was Damian. And Titania took the seat next to Tim. Servants came out and placed a plate in front of the occupants.

Titania tensed when one of the servants got a little too close to her to place down the food. The Bruce and Dick noticed this little responsive action, silently. Sharing a look the two thought to ask Alfred about this, should it happen again.

The night's dinner was pasta and grilled salmon. It was the best food that Titania had ever tasted and right away, she knew that it was her grandpa's cooking. Nothing could beat his food.

Dinner in the Wayne manor is something else to be said. It's not quiet nor calm. Jason is constantly trying to steal Tim's or Dick's food. Tim steals it right back, but Dick fights back and that starts a verbal fight between them as Jason tries to steal the older's food.

Damian just huffs and calls them childish, all the while pulling his food closer to him, protecting it. Jason ropes Damian into the fight and tries to steal the youngest's food when he thinks Damian isn't paying attention. Damian nearly stabs Jason's hand with a butter knife. Dick starts to lecture both Jason and Damian and Tim jumps in. Agreeing with Dick and pointing out what they did wrong and what kind of reaction was to be expected.

All the while, Bruce quietly watches with tired, yet amused eyes. Eating the amazing food that Alfred and Jason cooked for them this evening. His eyes drifted over to their guest, embarrassment bubbling up. Only to see that she was watching them with highly amused eyes. As if she were use to seeing their... outgoing... antics.

She took a bite of pasta and met Bruce's eyes. She smiles at him and continues to watch the brothers. From what he remembers, Titania is an only child and lived on a farm for a while, before moving into downtown Bolton, England.

The rest of dinner pasts quickly and Titania offers to help with the clean up, but anyone could see how her feet dragged and her eyes were heavy with sleep. Once again, Alfred refused her, causing her to pout adorably. He sent Dick to take her to her room and took her, he'll be up there in a couple minutes.

She refused to leave without a hug from her beloved grandpa. Dick thought this was adorable, Tim agreed, Jason silently agreed, while Damian stated that it was completely unnecessary and she acted as if she were 5. That comment got him an icy glare from Titania as she hugged Alfred close.

"You're jus' jealous Dami." She retorted, her words slurring slightly as she stuck her tongue out at him. His face twisted in disgust and anger. While in the background Jason and Dick were trying to contain their snickers, while Tim just outright grinned. Bruce and Alfred watched in amusement as the sleepy girl declared that Damian is jealous. She's one hell of a little spit fire. But then again she's Alfred's granddaughter.

"Jealous? Of what? Of you? Preposterous!" He all but screeched at her. Rage boiling his blood. Just you wait you little-

Titania epruted into a fit of giggles looking at the expression that Damian had on his face. "He said 'prep her piss for us'!" She giggled, tears in her eyes as she leaned against her grandfather, who had a very amused smile on his face. While Dick and Jason bursted out laughing, Tim and Bruce chuckling at Damian's dumbfounded face. His mouth gaping open.

Damian was seething and was just to launch himself at their laughing guest, when he was thrown over a still snickering Dick's shoulder. "I demand you put me down so that I can put that- that- child! in her place." He ordered, but was denied as Dick started to walk away.

Tossing over his other shoulder to Jason. "Hey Jay can you take the little missy up to her room. It's the one a few doors before your's." He requested the doubled over giant as he fought to catch his breath. He raised a thumbs up, wheezing out a 'yea sure thing'. Dick nodded then left with Damian who was literally kicking and screaming the whole way to his room.

Titania's giggles were interrupted by a huge yawn escaping her. A sleepy smile spreading across her lips as she looked up to Alfred. "You be ther' soo'?" She slurred, her irish accent peaking through. Alfred smiled down at her softly.

"Yes, of course my dear." He replied and she nodded, a sleepy serious face on. She walked wobbled slightly over to a snickering Jason, tugging on his ripped jeans just enough to gain his attention.

He looked down at her with amusement, it's been a while since he laughed that hard. He took her tiny hand in his large one. Earning him a big sleepy smile, that was just so damn cute that he had to look away for a second to compose himself. A dust of pink on his cheeks, Jason brought a hand up to his face to hide it as he met Bruce's knowing gaze.

The slightly short man shot his father a glare and led Titania up to her room. She kept letting out soft, sleepy giggles and large yawns. The duo quickly reached their destination and Jason ushered her in and told her to get ready for bed. She gave him a sleepy nod and went to her duffel bag taking out some clothes and her toiletries, then went into her bathroom.

Jason waited awkwardly by the main door, unsure of what he should do. Titania came out of the bathroom about 10 minutes later, clothed in a small green tank top and large black sweats, that hung low on her hips. Her long black hair fell around her thin shoulders, hiding a good part of her arms.

But as Jason helped the half asleep teen into the bed, he saw the scars on her arms and back. Some were tiny and straight, but other's were large and jagged, like if something large was thrown at her and shattered. Something like glass, because of the fat looking scars. And then he saw some scars crisscrossing, looking like she got them from a whip or belt. Some still pink, they were fresh. Like they happened within the month fresh.

And that's probably only the tip of the ice burg. Jason only got a glimpse as her hair shifted off her back as she settled into the far too large bed. Jason knew that he's childhood was pretty fucked up, and her's seemed to be just as bad.

Titania settled on her side, facing Jason. She tightly grasped his fingers to make him stay. "Don't leave." She plead softly, her eyes straining to keep open, let alone focus on him. Jason flushed, didn't say anything as he sat down on the edge of the bed. Titania's hand still wrapped around his left index and middle finger. It was quiet as Titania struggled to stayed awake.

"Y'know Jay Jay, you remind me of ma favor' dog..." She paused to yawn, her eyes watering as they landed on Jason's dark blue eyes. "Tosa Inu... Or mayb' some tye of wol'dog... I love dogs so much." She stated, mumbling a little. Jason couldn't help a grin as he thought up a response.

"What about Damian?" He questioned, trying to keep his voice low, in order not to spook the sleepy teen. Her brows furrowed, while her eyes remained closed. When had they closed was lost on her.

"Hmm... a chow chow or mayb' a chihuahua." She mumbled, though Jason heard her and did his best to contain his chuckles. There was a soft knock at the door, causing Titania to crack an eye open while Jason said come in. Alfred came into the room and smile at the scene before him.

Jason huffed and stood up, Titania's hand falling from his. "Night little missy." He said softly and ruffled her hair. She smiled softly.

"Night night Jay Jay." She replied, her eye falling closed. Jason walked up to Alfred and whispered, "Do you know of the scars on her?" he asked and Alfred nodded, a solemnness in his dark eyes.

"Yes, that's why she is here Master Jason." He confessed and Jason's jaw clenched. He crossed his arms and left. The door quietly closing behind him. Alfred sighed and walked over to his sleeping granddaughter. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, the old man watched as Titania slept peacefully.

A sad smile appears on his lips. There have been many times where Titania had called him after she had been beaten. She sobbed to him over the phone, trying desperately to keep quiet as he directed her how stitch herself up. He rarely got a positive call from her in the past few years. It was horrible, but he couldn't do anything, cause he was needed here in Gotham. It pained him greatly each time he got one of those calls.

But then recently, while she had called him after one particularly horrid, her tormenter, had found he speaking to him and thought she was tattling on him. That night Alfred had to listen to Titania was not only beaten, but raped. He hasn't slept properly since.

He put his foot down and immediately sent Titania money, a plane ticket and instruction on how to get out of there effective immediately. She called him, while her tormenter was away at work. They worked it out and she was all for it. Though she was scared out of her mind about it, she still did it and got to work once they hung up. She was long gone by the time he got home.

Now she was safe here, under his watchful eye and 5 very powerful people. This manor itself stuffed to the brim with the latest security system. This is where she will be the safest.

That being said, she can't stay here. Not with too many secrets lucking around, that would destructive if found out. And if it is let out to the underworld that there's yet another child under his protection, she would become a target for criminals. And that isn't what Alfred wants for her.

No want he'll do, and he'll speak to Bruce about this, is have a small decent apartment set up for her with security, to make sure that her former tormenter shall never hurt her ever again. And should he decide to go after Titania, Alfred will send Jason to take care of him. It matters not that he is his son-in-law. Titania's irish uncle.

All that matters is keeping Titania safe.

The next morning, Titania was slow to wake up. She was groggy from jet lag, and she honestly just wanted to go back to sleep. The bed she slept in so warm and inviting. The bluet sighed happily as she settled back into the heavenly mattress. It was quiet, before Titania heard it.

Soft snores coming from besides her, and for a split second she thought she was back in Bolton. But then there was a very dog snort. Titania turned over and saw a black Great Dane with a dull red collar. He was stretched out on the other side of the large bed, his stomach up and Titania couldn't help the small giggle that worked its way out of her throat.

The Great Dane twitched and cracked open an eye. Looking at Titania, sleepily. She smiled at the dog. "You don't want to wake up either?" She got a snort of agreement. Tucking herself back in, she patted the spot next to her. The large dog shifted around and place his head on her side, watching the door, to which her back was facing.

She let him smell her hand before finding that right spot and scratching behind his ears. At the same time she looked at his name tag: Titus. She smiled softly. "What a handsome name you have Titus." She complimented, Titus butted his cold wet nose against her jaw, causing a giggle to escape her, then licked her cheek. Earning him a scratch under the chin.

The two settled down and soon were dozing again, until Alfred came in and gently shook her awake. She smiled at him as Titus gave her another lick to the cheek before jumping off the bed, and stretching.

"Come have some breakfast." Alfred said and she nodded. He stood and left, Titus trotting after him, knowing if he followed the tall, skinny human he'll be given food.

Titania stretched in her seat, before removing the blankets from her legs and stood up. She goes into her bathroom and brushes out the knots in her hair, then grabbing a grey flannel as she walks out of her room. Putting it on as she follows her ears to where there is the most commotion. God knows how noisy those boys can be.

She smiled as she buttoned up the flannel, save for the top two buttons. The kitchen was large, modern and dark themed with lots of windows. Bruce and Tim were within 10 feet of the coffee machine and Jason was arguing with Dick on how to properly flip a pancake. Alfred was standing near Bruce, a cup of tea in his hands, a plate of toast beside him on the counter.

The first to notice Titania was Alfred and Bruce. The former welcoming her with a warm smile, the latter a simple nod. Titania go the impression half of the Wayne family weren't morning people. Seeing as Bruce and Tim kept drinking cup after cup of straight black coffee and how Damian was half laying on the island, his face buried in his forearms.

"Good morning Mr. Wayne, Timothy." Titania greeted softly, a small smile on her face as she asked Alfred for a cup of earl grey tea. She received a grunt from Tim, and a 'please don't call me Mr. Wayne before 10 am' from Bruce. She giggled at him, but accepted his request.

Jason turned around and called out to Titania. "Titania whose way is better?" He questioned, then proceeded to show his way, an excellent, professional flip of a pancake to goes about a foot in the air and lands squarely in the center of the pan. Then Dick shows his way of simply flipping the pancake with a spatula. Titania raising a brow a the sheer difference in style.

"Depends on what you call 'better'. I mean for show? Jason's way is better. But over all, you flipped the pancake successfully over to the other side." She pointed out as she sipped her earl grey with a spoonful of honey. Peaking over the rim of her steaming mug, she met a betrayed Dick's eyes. She smirked and took another sip of her tea.

Jason smirked smugly at the older and shooed him away from the ever-increasing pile of pancakes. The two oldest continued to bicker, Titania adding her input, when asked or not. Turning the tide in favor of one side or the other. When she agreed with Dick, and Jason stared at her, she shrugged, discreetly stealing a pancake, and stated that she is a neutral voice of reasoning in this chaotic bickering session. Bruce and Alfred chuckled while Tim smiled, and Damian was silently glad that she was able to shut them up for a moment.

Titania nibbled on her pancake as she sat next to Damian, who still had his face buried in his forearms. The female glance down at him, then to her quarter eaten pancake, then back to Damian. Who, unbeknownst to her, was discreetly watching her out of her corner of his eye. Willing her to mess up and allow him, his revenge.

But then she seemed to make up her mind and ripped off a chunk of her pancake and offered it to Damian. "I think we got off on the wrong foot yesterday. I would like for us to be friends. If not that, then at least allies." She offered quietly and Damian sat up. Looking between the peace offering and the tiny girl, with caution and surprise.

He scoffed, but took the pancake offering. "I don't need a friend like you." He huffed as he bit into the pancake. Yet Titania smiled at him all the same. "Allies it is then." She stated, and he didn't reply as he continued to eat her offering. Titania was okay with this as she happily bit into her own pancake.

Everyone saw the exchange between the two youngest and smiled a little. It seemed as if there might be someone who can melt his heart of ice.

It was the weekend, so no school and everyone was here. Most times they would train or be on missions, in fact Tim and Jason left after breakfast to go on one together. Bruce had to catch up on paperwork and Alfred was going about his normal duties, through he kept a close eye on Titania.

The three of them were kind of doing their own thing. Dick was in his special circus like gym, contorting his body in awkward positions and seeing how many back handsprings he can do in a row. Among other things in similar fashion.

Damian was spending time with his beloved animals and enjoying some time with his brothers or father, though he did notice that Titus wasn't with him. Which was odd, and the boy wonder wondered where his dog could be.

Titus was actually with Titania, who he had taken a particular liking to. She was in her room, Titus on her bed, putting away her clothes and setting up her bathroom. Titania set up her laptop and things that went with it and saw the amount of unread emails, she winced and closed the laptop. Not ready to deal with that.

The 12 year old shuddered at the mere mention of him, and pushed those thoughts far away from her mind as she crawled on to the bed. Snuggling up to Titus, she scratched behind his ear and he licked her cheek. Licking away a couple of stray tears as well.

Titania screwed her eyes closed and buried her face in Titus' dark coat. The tiny girl swallowed thickly and did her absolute best to not have an anxiety attack as completely unwanted started to slip past her carefully built barrier. She slowly took in deep, shuddering breath, and did her best to work through the anxiety that was tightening around her throat and chest.

"I'm fine... I'm in Gotham... Grandpa is here... He's far away... I'm fine... I'm in Gotham... Grandpa is here... He's far away..." She kept mumbling to herself over and over, hoping that if she says it enough then she'll believe it. Tears slipping down her face.

The deep breaths and mantra started to work. Titania could feel herself calm down, but she didn't stop until she was completely calm. But feeling completely drained, just wanting to fall into the comforting darkness. But the 12 year old feared what the darkness holds. So she dragged herself out of the bed and washing her face, before changing into some leggings and a red sweater with a black sports bra on under.

Titania left her room, Titus following suit. The petit girl paused, unsure of where her grandfather might be, but then an idea struck her. She turned to Titus who was waiting for her to lead the way. "Hey Titus do you think you could help me find Alfred?" She requested and he sniffed the ground before heading off, Titania following suit.

Titus found Alfred with Dick in Titania, one of two, ideal paradise. It was a gymnatists epic winter wonderland. She was frozen in awe for a moment as the beauty and hopeful excitement began to soak in. There was a vault pressed to one side of the large room. At least 3 sets of different sizes of rings, all lined up in the center. Uneven and parallel and horizontal bars along the other side of the room. In the back there was a balance beam and a pommel horse. A floor exercise space tucked into the back corner.

Titania barely contained her squeal of joy as she bounded over to where Alfred was talking to Dick. Who was siting on a bench along the entrance door wall. He was wrapping his hands and was looking excited.

"Grandpa! Richard!" She chirped, Titus right behind her. The two men look over and see Titania, excitement written all over her face. They couldn't help but smile back at her. Her emotions so open, it's contagious.

"What's got you so happy little missy?" Dick chuckled, straightening up. Titania's face absolutely just lit up light the forth of July.

"This!" She gestured to the entire room. Dick raised a surprised brow, amusement making his belly light. The younger male, glanced at the older male, seeing enormous relief in those dark eyes. He didn't understand why though.

"You're a gymnast?" Dick questioned and got an eager nod from the tiny teen. Dick grinned widely. "So am I." He informed her and her wide eyes, widen and her mouth opens in surprised. Before it reshaped into a wide toothy grin.

"Could you teach me then? I mean I've been doing this since I was 5, but I bet with a physique like yours, you've probably been doing this so much longer. So please?" She babbled, a hopeful look in her eyes, that had Dick chuckling.

"Yea sure. Though Alfred here was just asking what we wanted to have for lunch." Dick tempted Titania to put her input in.

Her answer was immediate, and Alfred should've seen it coming. "Raspberry crepes!" She chirped, Alfred sighed while Dick chuckled. The two men shared a look. Raspberry crepes it is then.

"Very well, I'll call you when they are done." Alfred stated and left, patting Titania on the head as he left.

"What's your favorite piece of equipment?" Dick questioned as he stood up and began to walk over to a little matted area, destinated to stretching, Titania close behind, Titus walking after them. Then settling in the corner, content to just watch over them as they began to contort their bodies positions.

Titania, while in the splits, leaning forward to grab the foot in front of her with ease, answered Dick. "I like balance beams a lot, but I love aerial silks." She stated, a whimsical gleam to her eyes as she straightens. Bringing her back foot up to touch her head, Dick in the same position. "What about you Richard?" She questioned back to the acrobat.

Dick grinned at her, "Rings are a particular favorite of mine. But I prefer trapeze in all honesty." The older confessed, and Titania nodded her head in understanding as they switched their positions. They go into a handstand position, except it's on their forearms, with their knees bent over their heads.

"Trapeze? Where did you pick that up?" She inquired, her face curious and pink due to the position. Also due to the position, her baggy sweater to drop down to her chin. Exposing her side and stomach to Dick. Which he noticed the amount of scars that littered her pale skin. Some looked like burn marks. More specifically like a cigarette was pressed to her skin, or the fresh ash was allowed to sit on her for a long period of time. There were some belt whip scars on her side that presumably led across her back.

He met her eyes then and saw the pleading in her eyes. Practically begging him not to say anything about them with her eyes. Dick, with some will power, honored her request and said nothing as they moved onto the next position.

They moved onto their hands. Elbows tucked into their side, right foot on right elbow, left leg pointed to the right. After a moment, Dick answered her question. "I was in a circus for a while, before Bruce found me." He confessed and realization hit Titania.

"Were you part of the Flying Graysons?" She questioned, eyes needing to know. Because if he was, then he was actually one of the people that inspire her to become what she is today. Admiration shone in her eyes as he nodded, surprise evident in his feature.

Titania sucked in deep breath, forcing herself not to have a complete fan girl moment in front of her idol. "Ní féidir liom a chreidiúint Tá a fhios agam ar Grayson Flying." She breathed to herself in Irish. Titania took several more deep breaths, before they switched their legs to the left side.

"Forgive me. It's just that the Flying Graysons inspired me to become a gymnast." She revealed and Dick blushed a little. Coughing to cover his embarrassment as they stand up, then bends backwards into a bridge.

"Well I hope I live up to your expectations." Dick stated, almost shyly, causing Titania to giggle. It was quiet for a moment before Titania sighed happily and craned her neck to meet Dick's eyes.

"Don't worry about it Richard; just be yourself. That's all I ask for from you." She told and Dick sighed with relief. Though there was now that slight pressure. But he could handle a whole lot of pressure, so this is nothing.

They spent the next hour talking about different gymnastic skills Titania has and what should she start working on, as they continued to contort their bodies in odd, slightly impressive positions. She asked all types of questions, being very thorough about what how to execute a maneuver properly and to its fullest potential.

As they were finishing how Dick was able to do a quadruple somersault, Alfred interrupted and told them 'lunch' was ready. It was more of a snack, but no one really seemed to mind all that much. The duo continued their conversation as they followed Alfred done the different corridors, Titus walking at Titania's other side.

When they got to the kitchen, Damian was already there, munching on a crepe as he paid attention to a loudly purring black and white cat. Titania smiled, happily surprised about Damian's soft spot for animals. The only female went over to the french styled raspberry crepes and grabbed one, before sitting down next to Damian.

"Good afternoon Damian." She greeted him politely and received a grunt in reply. Titania smiled softly as she bit into the crepe and gave a soft moan at how good they were.

"These are amazing Grandpa. Thank you for the food." She commented and Dick agreed as he took big bite of the soft crepe. They ate until there were only 4 left. Titania defended strongly that they should save them for the others and that Alfred some get one as well. Stating that the cook deserved to taste his own masterpiece. If fact, as she was saying that she all but shoved a crepe into Alfred's hands, the plate with the rest close to her. Titania slouching to protect it better.

Glaring and smacking Dick's hand away as he tried to steal one form her. Damian hissed at her when she swatting his hand away. "These aren't yours Damian, you already had your fill." She scolded him like a little child, "You too Richard." She said smacking his hand away, without taking her eyes off of Damian.

Dick huffed, crossing his arms, giving into her demands. The remaining three will be left for Jason, Tim and Bruce. Though Damian didn't seem so willing to submit to her wishes. They glared at each other intensely for a long minute, before let lose a curse under his breath and scoffed.

"You win this round woman. But next time I will not be so forgiving." He warned, and left with the black and white cat prancing after him. Titania gave a little huff and shook her head.

"Grandpa's where's the plastic wrap?" Titania asked, straightening, a fond smile on her lips. Alfred told her he'll deal with it and that her and Dick should go back to the gymnastics gym. The tiny teen checked and he insisted. So the bluet gave into her grandfather's demands and she and Dick went back to what they were previously doing.

Damian followed, wanting to know more about this tiny teen, who has managed to best him 3 times in the past 24 hours. She had definitely caught his attention.