*cough's* Howdie :) yeah I'm back...I know it's been a while, but to be honest, I got bored of this story, and I feel bad that I just abandoned but, anyways, I tried my best, but I may have lost the touch...i'm sorry if i have. But personally I think I did well on this chapter, so let me know what you think :) Thank you to all my faithful reviewers plus story alert people, I'll try to be more active as I go along :)

Love, the one and only Mrs. Jessica Grayson

Disclaimer: I do not own cheerio's or DC comics, or their characters, neither does Nightwing...as much as he wishes. (He has a fetish for red heads...if you read the new 52 nightwing comics message me up..I need someone to talk about them to D: )

I crept into the dark room slowly, closing the door behind me. As I gazed into the room I noticed there was light, from behind the book case, of course Bruce is in the bat cave, I thought to myself. I covered my hand over my stomach protectively as I made my way down the staircase.

*Omniscient on Nightwing*

Nightwing landed with a soft thud on top of Wayne Manor. As he ran a spare hand through his already boyish messy hair, trying to buy some time as he thought of what to say to Bruce. Time flew by even as he tried to take his time getting into the cave, even taking the long ways through one of the large rocks on the highway. Alas, he took a deep breath as he took his first step into the entrance, but as he crept closer to the bat mobile that he hid behind, to get a closer look and hear the conversation, he couldn't have helped but eavesdrop…

"Bruce? I need to talk to you, about what Jason told you…" Barbara carefully inched herself closer to Bruce sitting in his alter ego Batman's life, at the computer which held every detail of Gotham's life. Bruce didn't move an inch but instead kept typing away at the bright screen, "There's nothing to talk about, I'll start looking for a new Batgirl right away." Barbara started to get frustrated with his dry attitude and rose her voice a bit hoping it would get his attention. "Bruce, I said we need to talk, it's not a choice." Bruce stopped his typing, and turned around in his chair to face her. "Tell me Barbara, what is there to talk about?" Barbara felt a sinking feeling in her stomach as she tried to muster the words together. "Bruce, I don't want to give up being Batgirl, just for this, I can't give her up, I am batgirl, it's not something I take to fill up time, without her, I'm just Barbara, and Barbara, is a lot less interesting person." Dick, hiding behind the bat mobile shuffled his position a bit to get a closer look and smiled at Barbara's attempt at asserting herself.

"Well, Barbara, how else would you be able to raise a child and be Batgirl and go to college at the same time?" Bruce stood up from the chair and began moving around files from a near table. "I uh-" Barbara stopped in her speech to think about that question. "Alfred can help, Dick can, My dad, My family, we have friends….and we can go to daycare…we'll make it through." Bruce walked over to her stopping right in front of her to look down at her eye to eye, she could feel the cold eyes that once felt so warm to her as Bruce Wayne, but as she looked deeper, she felt the cold, heartlessness of batman boring into her own eyes. The silence deepened. "Bruce, we're not asking for money, or you're help, we just want, you to be okay with this…to have you're blessing." Dick called out from behind the bat mobile and stood up entering the cave. "Dick, I could have done this alone." Barbara whispered harshly. He ignored her tone, "Bruce, I know you've always looked down upon our 'bat family' dating, or any partners having an intimate relationship, but Bruce, you know with me and Barb it's different…you've seen it, from day 1." Batman walked away from the two, to peel off his cowl and type away again at the bat computer. Barbara bit on her nails nervously as Dick wrapped an arm around her comfortingly as they waited for a response. Dick tried again "Bruce, if it's not for us, what about this kid, he's going to need his parents, and the love…like we all did." Bruce's typing came to a stop. "Alright, you have my blessing, if you need anything, contact me through Alfred. We'll talk later." Batman nodded at Nightwing and he took Barbara off to the exit of the Bat Cave to go home.

"How are you feeling?" asked Dick as he peeled himself out of his Nightwing costume and in to sweats. "Do you need anything? Pillows? Soup? Advil?" Barbara chuckled at his concern and patted him on the cheek. "Dick, I'm pregnant, I don't have a terminal disease, I can get a pillow for myself and make soup too." He yawned at her response and flopped down beside her in bed. "So have you thought about, what we're going to have to do about this living space?" Barbara tapped a finger to her chin thinking. "Well…that's a good question, I could always work an extra shift or two at the library…maybe help my dad out at the station…" Dick pressed a finger to her lips. "Erm Babs, you gotta remember, there's two people in this relationship…I can help too." Barbara brought his hand back down to his side. "I know Dick…but you know I've always hated you buying stuff or paying for stuff for me…It just feels like I'm mooching off of you for money, you know?" Dick sighed and pushed a strand of a red lock behind her ear. "This is going to take some getting used to for us isn't it?" Barbara smiled at his touch "I guess so…" He leaned in and kissed her nose. "But you have to stop being so stubborn, you need to let me help out once and a while, physically, and financially." She wrinkled her nose in response, "Only if you let me get my own stuff every now and then." Dick smiled. "Deal." He placed his hand around her neck and moved in to kiss her, she happily complied by kissing him back lazily. Dick pulled away "So…if you're pregnant, we can still you know…do it right? Without you having twins?" He smirked jokingly and Barbara reached behind her neck for a pillow to hit him with. This was going to be a long 6 more months.

*The Next Morning*

Barbara stretched out over to the next spot beside her, hoping to reach for the former boy wonder, but instead found an empty side. As she rose up and sighed she looked to her night stand to find a rose with a note attached to it. "Babs, Bruce called me in to help out on patrol, I'll be back soon, if you need anything call me and I'll be there in a heart beat. Love you." Babs pulled her mouth into a tight line, she was used to this…but what about their child? How would it feel, she thought to herself sadly.

Barbara shuffled around for a robe and made her way to the kitchen, to pull out some lucky charms and a carton of milk. As she dunked her spoon into the bowl and she was about to place it in her mouth, the bowl in front of her was taken away by a pair of gloved hands from behind. She sighed and swallowed the only spoonful of cereal she got to eat. "Dick, why is that necessary?" He proceeded by pouring the cereal down the sink drain and started digging around in the fridge. "Sugary food, not good for you or the baby." He peeked out and smiled. "I have some good news." than he paused and sighed "and some bad news…which one do you want to hear first." He placed an new bowl of multi grain cheerio's in front of her. "The good news." She smiled. "Well, I was scoping around for a house for us to live…and I found the perfect one." he threw down a pamphlet of a simple cottage style house close to the woods. "but that's almost half the price of Wayne Manor." Barbara groaned. "Hey, money is no object…" Dick retorted. "Just tell me the bad news now." Barbara mumbled taking a bite of her cheerio's. "Well…I went to see Bruce today right?" Nightwing chewed on his inner lip. "Uh huh…" Barbara responded looking up from her bowl. "And he needed my help for something…" Dick mumbled something else but she couldn't quite hear. "Can you repeat that again?" she asked pushing her hair back. "Well uh, I don't know how to say this…he needed my help to train a new Batgirl."