Jason bounced his foot as he read over the file and muttered softly, biting his lip. He softly grumbled and flipped the page, looking over the awkward smile in her picture. He chuckled softly and smiled, reaching over to sip his beer.
He set it back down and looked up at the soft patter of feet. Setting the file aside, Lian climbed into his lap. He smiled and tucked her close, wrapping her blanket around her better. "What's wrong, munchkin?"
She yawned and curled up in his lap, rubbing her eye. "Woke up, can't sleep. What are you doing up?"
He glanced at the file and shrugged. "Just doing some research. Let's get you some water and I'll lay down with you."
She nodded and loosely curled her fingers in his shirt. "Okay, Uncle Jay. When can daddy come home?
He looped his arms under and stood up, walking to the kitchen. "He'll come home when he's feeling better, Little Arrow."
She nodded and yawned widely, clinging to him as he fixed her a glass of water. He nudged the straw to her and leaned against the counter, yawning widely. He rested his head against the cabinets and closed his eyes, quickly jolting when she pressed the cool glass against his neck giggling.
He rolled his eyes and took the glass, setting it in the sink before walkign to the bedroom. "Gonna get you back for that later, Little Arrow."
She giggled softly and yawned widely, curling up when he laid down. "G'night, Uncle Jay."
He kissed the top of her head and relaxed. "Sweet dreams."
Jay held her close as she crashed and listened to her soft snore, tugging the heavy blanket over him. He closed his eyes and the file returned in his minds' eye. Bright green eyes, vivid red curly hair, and pale skin.
Seraphina Isley, biological daughter to Pamela Isley, five foot nine, twenty three, and sharper than his knives. He lightly smirked, drop dead gorgeous too, he thought before yawning widely. He settled on his side and tucked the cocooned-Lian close, dozing off into a heavy sleep.
Jason got up the next day, bright and early. He made perfect waffles and bacon for himself and Lian, got them both ready for the day, and (her favorite part) took her to school on his motorcycle. He waved until she walked inside and took off, heading towards the Wayne building.
He beelined towards the lab and grunted when Bruce stepped out, files in hand. Jay stuffed his hands in his pockets and casually asked, "What gotcha got there, Brucie?"
Bruce didn't even glance up frrom the file and continued reading it. "A chemical for plants that improves photosynthesis regardless of time of day without compromising their health. How are you, Jason? I hear Roy's doing better."
Jay shrugged. "He's doing alright, Kori's taking care of him while I got Lian. So, uh, you got a new scientist?"
Bruce nodded and lightly smirked, glancing up. "She's very focused on her work and works hard so I gave her a personal lab. She's single as well, if you must know."
Jay sputtered for a moment and his cheeks darkened as he crossed his arms, shuffling his feet. "Well good for her. Anyway, I gotta go, peace out."
Bruce chuckled softly as Jay stalked down the hall and called, "Third door on the left."
Jay casually flipped him off and wandered down the hall, nudging open the door. He blinked at the notes scattered around and peeked over the table of plants, seeing Seraphina sitting cross-legged on the floor writing notes with different colored pens.
He blinked and leaned over further, smiling at the intricate braid holding her hair back. He brushed against a plant and yelped when a vine looped around his wrist, thorns pressing into his skin. She jolted and looked up, quickly standing up.
She grabbed his hand and softly muttered, looking over the thorns. Jay softly hissed as they pressed in deeper and said, "Hey! That really hurts ya know!"
She rolled her eyes and grabbed a spray bottle, spraying the thorny vine around his wrist. "You should be more careful around plants."
He softly huffed and wiggled his fingers as the thorns folded back, the vine returning to curl around a ruler. "What is that thing anyway?"
She looked over the vine and nodded firmly, relaxing slilghtly. "It's an automatic defense mechanism I'm working on. It's still too touchy."
He carefully walked over to the sink to hold his wrist over it. "Yeah, I can tell. You got any bandages?"
She paused in writing on a clipboard and shuffled around in a drawer, throwing a roll at his head. He caught it and wrapped up his wrist, biting his lip. He wiggled and flexed his fingers, looking at a few notes taped to the cabinets.
He tilted his head and asked, "You do pharmaceuticals too?"
She glanced up and nodded, tucking a loose piece of hair behind her ear. "Yeah, in theory. I keep getting some of the chemicals wrong though so I can't have them properly tested."
He crossed his arms and glanced at the time. Yeah, he had a few hours. "I can help. I got time to kill."
She raised an eyebrow, pushing up her glasses. "Really? Well, you did fix that last formula... Fine, you can help."
He grinned and snagged a few papers. "Well, first thing first, let's get your thoughts in order."
She softly sighed and picked up a green pen, focusing on her clipboard. At least he was cute.. and had a nice ass she realized as he bent over to pick up papers. She bit her lip and felt a rose form in her hair, quickly pulling it out to hide it in her lab coat pocket.