Chapter Two

"This is our room." Dick said as he tauntingly opened the door slowly, revealing a beautiful room. The massive, king sized bed had red and black sheets and pillows with a black veil attached to the four posts. There was a huge closet I could see on the other side of the large room, a six drawer dresser with a sixty inch flat screen hanging on the wall above it. Then something caught my eye on the other side of the large bed. I wandered over to find a crib set up with red sheets and a little black blanket. I turned to Dick who was watching me, gauging my reaction.

"It's perfect." I said as I ran a hand over the smooth, dark grain of the crib. I placed a hand on my abdomen absent-mindedly. Dick's arms wrapped around my stomach and pulled me flush against his chest. I smiled, "We're going to have a family, Dick." I turned to face him. He smiled down at me with bright blue eyes. I leaned up and he met me half way. When we pulled away I laid my head against his chest. We stood there for a while until someone cleared their throat. We looked up to find Alfred, Bruce's butler, standing in the doorway with a tray of chocolate-chip cookies.

"Hey, Alfie." Dick greeted, grinning widely at the cookies.

"Hello, Mr. Pennyworth." I greeted, smiling politely at the older, English gentleman.

"Please, Miss Josephine, call me Alfred." I smiled.

"Only if you call me JoJo, Mr. Pennyworth." I countered grinning. I watched as Alfred's lips quirked into a smile.

"Deal, Miss JoJo." Alfred nodded, "Cookies? I used hypoallergenic chocolate." we both took a cookie, well, Dick managed to get six before Alfred left. Dick was right, Alfred's cookies were delicious.

"Come on, why don't you meet the rest of the bat clan." Dick said, grinning I might add.

"Okay, but if there are more of you, I'm leaving for Russia. I can only take oh so much from just one Dick Grayson." I told him as I took his hand. He laughed heartily as he led me down the stairs.

"I'll follow you there and back, babe." Dick said as he kissed me cheek before leading me to the grandfather clock. I looked at it, then at Dick, who was grinning like he had discovered the last dodo bird.

"It's a lovely clock, Dick, what's its name?" I asked hesitantly sarcastically. He chuckled and pressed a button and the clock moved aside revealing a dark, well-kept corridor.

"Follow me, love, I want you to meet the bat clan." he said cheerily. I scowled and let him pull me along down the stairs and across the thin bridge. I grinned as I caught sight of bats hanging from the ceiling.

"Cute, only the Batman would have actual bats in his bat cave." I smirked as my voice spooked a couple and one pooped on Dick's shoulder. He shot me glare, "I love you."

"I love you, too." he dead-panned.

"Come on, I thought you wanted to show me the rest of this 'batclan.'" I grinned as he sighed and continued until we entered the main cave. It was filled with the highest and most advanced technology, from Wayne Industries, obviously. Batman was nowhere to be seen, in fact, the cave was empty except for us and the bats.

"We're not there yet." Dick snapped before I could voice my observation. I pursed my lips and continued on with the man that's lucky to be the father of my child, "Sorry."

"Don't say another word Richard, you're in deep shit, now." I told him in a very dangerous tone. He shut his mouth quickly. He led me down several tunnels before I heard the sounds of people...grunting, panting... they were fighting, taunting each other. It was a training session. Dick opened the door and I caught sight of none other than Robin and Batgirl sparing each other in uniform. Batman and Alfred were standing to the side watching with a little boy, maybe eight or nine years old.

He looked like a minnie version of Bruce.

We found ourselves beside Bruce, Alfred, and minnie-Bruce. We watched as Robin and Batgirl battle it out. In the end Robin came out on top. He grinned and helped Batgirl up. They came over to us with grins on their faces, though, Batgirl's smile faltered when she saw me.

"Dick! JoJo! How's everything going?" Tim asked as he came up and scooped a bottle of water and chugged it gone.

"Well, I-" Dick started.

"Eh, did I say you could talk, Grayson?" I asked coldly. He shut his mouth once more. Tim and the little boy grinned.

"Dick...you are sooo whipped!" the little boy cackled.

"You will be, too, Brucie boy." I growled at him. Man, it rocks when you're pregnant, everyone listens to you. The boy grumbled and crossed his arms. I watched out of the corner of my eye I watched as the rest of the people in the people in the room smirk slightly.

"So, what did Richard do this time?" Bruce asked, grinning like he already knew, probably did.

"He snapped at me." I answered, "In the future, Mr. Wayne, don't ever snap at the woman that's carrying your child. It won't end well for you."

"Noted, JoJo. I think you came here for a reason. This is Tim Drake, my second adopted son and the second Robin, this is Barbara Gordan also known to you as Batgirl, and this is my son Damian Wayne."

"It's obvious, sad though, there are now two Bruce Wayne's in Gotham. Pity." I sighed over dramatically. Dick raised his hand. I nodded my head.

"Can I be forgiven? I'm really sorry, JJ...please?" he asked, pulling his puppy-dog eyes on me. I cocked a brow and looked him straight in the eye. If he thinks he's the only one that has cute guns, then he's in for it. I shifted my features until I had a slight pout and big, watery green eyes. Dick was not immune like I was to him.

"Oh, damn, you're good." he muttered.

"Mhmm, and don't forget it, Dick...and you're forgiven." I said as I turned to the batclan.

"So..."

"So..."

"Cookies anyone?" Alfred asked as he began to leave.

"Yes, please!" we all declared, even Bruce Wayne.

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