Batman's comlink buzzed in a familiar pattern. He tapped his ear and answered "Yes Alfred?"

There was some static before the aging butler answered, "Sir, there seems to be a disturbance in the Mountain."

His eyes went wide under his cowl, "What kind of disturbance?"

"It seems that there was an explosion, sir. Would you like me to call the rest of the League?" He gripped the wheel tightly.

"I'm on it. Yes, let them know. Thank you Alfred." Bats sped down the Gotham side streets with a pounding in his chest. "It's probably nothing," he thought. But his mind still wandered. "What if it wasn't any old explosion? They had tried to keep the kids'…predicament a secret, but if there really was a mole… What if there was a villain in the Mountain?" Bruce grit his teeth. No one was going to touch his bird.

He turned and parked the Batmobile in an alley and walked the rest of the way. He found the telephone booth and made sure he was alone before teleporting.

When he arrived, he found that Captain Marvel, Flash and Superman were already there, blocking some of the kids and the queen from the smoke. Bruce immediately noticed the absence of his son and went into action. He ran down the smoky hallway and found Dinah in the room it was emanating from. She was calling out for both Robin and Wally. Most of the room was in flames. A light coughing started under the bed. Both Leaguers kneeled down and lifted the bed skirt. A redheaded child had a hand over his mouth, and gave another coughing fit. Next to him was a raven haired infant with his hands on top of his head, his face was buried into the carpet.

Dinah pulled Robin out and covered his face with part of her jacket. Bruce reached a hand out to Wally and he grabbed hold, crawling out and into The Dark Knight's arms. The boys small hand grabbed hold of the kevlar on his chest and snuggled close. Both adults ran out to the main room.

"Take care of the fire," Batman ordered. "We can take care of the kids." Clark and Marvel headed off to the room but Barry lagged. He looked towards his nephew when he began coughing again. Bruce noticed and said "It's okay Barry, I got him."

The Scarlet Speedster raised an eyebrow but didn't push it. It was a rarity when Bruce showed any kind of emotion, you shouldn't question it. Just accept it and move on. So he did, leaving a blur of red through the smoke.

Bats looked down to the ginger in his arms who continued coughing into his symbol. He pulled a rebreather

out of his belt and gave it to the child. "Here," he said softly, "breathe."

Wally nodded and put the tool to his lips. Bruce looked up and saw Dinah placing Dick down to play with the others. She noticed Bruce's stare and said, "He's fine. Looks like Wally got the worst of it." She walked up and pushed back some of the boys' loose hairs from his face.

The zeta tubes burst to life as it announced the arrival of the rest of the Mentors and the League. The heroes circled around the children, said children looked up in wonder at their new companions.

"Well, hey there kiddos," Oliver greeted, ruffling Conner's' hair. He looked up to the Caped Crusader and his bundle of ginger, "what happened?"

The young speedster pulled the rebreather out of his mouth and softly replied, "It was an axie-dent."

"Yes, but how did this accident happen?"

"Robbie did it," the toddler pointed to the raven haired boy who was chewing on a crayon. "He pushted a button. See?" Wally hit the same button and again a weapon shot from it. Whooshing past the heads of several Leaguers and impaling into the cave wall. It beeped and laughed. Batman threw Wally into Oliver's arms and pulled the bird-a-rang from the wall. He went to the nearest opening and tossed it out the 'window' into the ocean. It exploded on contact, shooting rockets of water through the air.

Bruce turned around and all eyes were on Wally. The child snuggled closer to Green Arrow in embarrassment. "Sorry," he whispered.

The Caped Crusader took the belt off the child and said, "Don't do that again, understand?" he nodded and Bruce opened a hollow screen next to him. "We should make arrangements for them while they are like this," he gestured to the encircled toddlers.

"What kind of arrangements? You cant expect them to stay here the whole time," Diana said. "They have families and school and friends. Their civilian identities are in need of explanation, we must find a cover story for the time being."

"Yes," Bruce responded. "I have already come up with individual ones for their schools and their friends will believe that. But, their families already know they are part of this team, so it wont be too hard to tell them about this." He typed on the computer for a moment and then continued, "I hear that many parents liked it when their children were little."

"But," Marvel piped up, leaving the smoke filled hallway with Clark and Barry right behind him. "Will it be safe? Sure the team was originally 'covert' but they still had they're time with villains. And if Artemis' background is true," he looked down at the blond girl. She stared up at him with adorable curiosity, "The point is, if her father just happened to come by her mothers' apartment and notice that she was a kid, what's to stop him from hurting her? Or going after the rest of them?"

The League shared worried glances at each other. "Maybe they could stay here only for a few days at a time?" Shyeria suggested. "That is, if we cannot find a cure. And they could stay with their mentors the rest of the time. They would be safe and their families will know they are in good hands."

"It will be a challenge," J'onn calmly replied. "But that does seem to be the best option. It also keeps the families out of danger."

"Fine, then its decided." Dinah smiled. "Musical sleepovers until we find an answer."

The pitter patter of wet feet stopped the continuation conversation. Everyone turned to the young auburn archer dripping in the doorway. He was draped in a fuzzy white towel that dragged behind him. He walked up to Canary and asked, "Mommy, can we finish my bath now?"


Okay, just thought I'd start off by saying, they may never get cured. I might leave this so whenever I get a cute baby idea, I can use it here. I wrote Daddybats this way because when I meet my friends' parents, they seem to really care about me, so I used that on Bruce/Dick/Wally. And their relationship will get much cuter, I swear. Please review, and thanks for reading! :D