A/N: It was a great Christmas, okey we don't celebrate it like in te USA, but we give each other surprises (I don't know what it's called in English xp)And New Year is coming again to. It's busy, busy, busy :) but I still like it anyway. Because I spend more time with my family, it has its advantages and disadvantages. If I don't upload anything before 2014, Happy New Year! :D
Bruce did not know how long he had been staring at the paper in his hand; it seemed like an eternity, as if those words had brought him in a sort trance. Only when Commissioner Gordon cleared his throat , he looked up from the paper. "Euhum ... would you like to see him, the kid I mean?"
Bruce blinked his eyes and it took some time before his brain had processed what Gordon had just asked, "I ... I ... is he here?"
Commissioner Gordon looked embarrassed at the two men, "I'm sorry, but you see, Richard is the main witness. His testimony could put the murderer of his parents behind bars. That's why he needs to be protected. But we find it too risky to place him in an orphanage among other kids and which could put them all at risk. Therefore, he spent the last few days at the police station."
Bruce frowned, he wasn't pleased with this. "So he's been here all this time? Not really a suitable environment if your parents just have been killed right before your eyes. Wait, did you say killed?" he asked, just realizing what the Commissioner had told him.
"Well, yes. The cables were sabotaged." Bruce wanted to ask more but Alfred interrupted him. "I apologize for interrupting, but did you just not say that we could see the young gentleman?"
Commissioner Gordon nodded "Yes, follow me." and he stood up and walked to the door. The two men followed him and soon they walked through the police station. It didn't take long until Gordon stopped and raised his hand. "Wait here a minute, he's in here and I will get him. But, there is a downside. The poor little boy doesn't make much or no contact and he doesn't talk. The only contact I've gotten so far is eye contact and it lasted only three seconds."
Bruce sighed deeply; he thought that this situation would be difficult, but not so difficult. Commissioner Gordon opened the door and disappeared into the room. You could hear him speaking with soft whispers and not much later he was back in the doorway. The corridor where Bruce and Alfred were standing was quiet, there was no one who would disturb them and would ask questions, it was a big advantage.
"We told him a little summary about the 'birds and the bees' and he is quite intelligent and he had understood it, at least that's what we're thinking, because he nodded yes with his head. So he knows that his father isn't his real father but as we have called it a 'nurturing daddy'."
Bruce nodded slowly and took a deep breath. Commissioner Gordon took a step aside and revealed a little boy. He looked at the ground and Bruce and Alfred could not see his face. But his black hair was clear to see, exactly the same color as that of Bruce.
The two continued to stare, neither said anything until Alfred cleared his throat, "Hello young man, May I ask you how old you are?" but there was no response from the child. Alfred looked uncertain to Commissioner Gordon who shrugged, "This is what I meant. Do not expect too much from him. And he's six by the way."
Bruce, meanwhile, had picked all his courage together, "Hey, Richard. I'm sorry about your parents. My name is Bruce Wayne. I've just been told that ... that ... that you're my son."
There was silence in the hall but everyone held his breath as Richard looked up. Light blue watery eyes looked up, his face was pale and he had red cheeks. His black hair covered his forehead. Alfred was the first to speak, "Oh my! The similarity with you, Master Bruce, is remarkable. "
Bruce looked dumbfounded; all sorts of thoughts went through him as he looked at his son. Indeed, he looked just like him. Meanwhile, Richard looked at the ground again and Commissioner Gordon told him he could go back and he obeyed and walked away.
"Mr. Wayne…Bruce, can I ask you something?" Bruce nodded and turned his attention back to Commissioner Gordon. "This is not the right environment for this child. He needs to be somewhere he can recover from all this. He needs a more stable place, and I know that he'd be the safest with you in the Wayne Manor. Maybe you could raise him?"
Bruce shook his head and Alfred and the Commissioner looked surprised. "No, I can't. I'm not ready and I think I can't give him what he really needs."
Alfred frowned angrily and shook his head, "Master Bruce ... I thought you were better brought up. You can simply not let this child, your own child, down. And if you say that you are not ready yet than you should have thought of that before you had unsafe sexual intercourse. You are responsible for your own actions, Master Bruce."
Bruce sighed and took a deep breath and closed his eyes to concentrate on his thoughts.
"Otherwise, you can take care of him until the killer is arrested and the trial is over. Afterwards you can always decide what you'll do." Commissioner Gordon asked hesitantly. Bruce looked at Alfred who nodded to him. "All right, we'll do it that way. But Alfred's going to take care of him and after the trial; I send him to the orphanage where a good family can adopt him and where he can grow up like a normal boy as good as possible."
"If we do not keep him after the trail is over, Master Bruce." Alfred commented. "We'll see..." Bruce muttered under his breath.
A/N: Sorry for the grammar errors...
