Ladies and... mostly Ladies and gentlemen, Welcome back to my fan fic.

Also love the Flash's new series absolutely amazing. I just love it, Grant Gusten is just sooo adorable, I have exams in the next too weeks. Please review. This is a short chapter and I'm sorry I was planing to make it longer but I decided to publish this now.

Chapter 3

Bat-Cave
2019, 27, October. Jason POV.

As I launched my attack at the little bird I watch as little Timmy gets into a by the book position to dodge my attack. And there he goes, dodging and countering with a kick, which I then of course grab the mentioned leg and toss him into the air, only to see him once again use a predictable backflip and landing.

As this little sparring match continues my mind starts to wander to a particularly interesting conversation with Dicky-Bird. Don't get me wrong it's not like I'm trying to go easy on the kid but you see the birds of the bat-clan have all been trained very similarly, so it's just really easy to get distracted and to space out. As I finally manage to pull my focus together I notice a fist heading for my face.
"Crap!" I mutter just as a small fist slams into my nose. I back up and grab my nose, I notice a bit of blood leaking through my fingers onto the floor. "Oh crap this hurts like a bitch, and that wasn't a text book move either." I mutter to my self.
Tim sighed. "Do I look like Dick to you? And I'm not gona use every move in the text book like an amateur. " An annoyed Timmy asks me.
I exhale. "True, sorry, you've just been using the Bat textbook moves for fighting for the last half an hour."

"I was distracted for most of the fight, same as you." Tim admitted.

"Why?" I asked in curiosity and annoyance that my baby brother was taking me that lightly. Tim shrugged, but before he could answer me ,a British voice called from up the stairs.

"Young sirs lunch is served." Alfred, I suppose I should be a proper and good little boy and go up there, I mean I don't mind messing with the big bad bat but nobody ever messes with Alfred, not even me. I follow Tim into the changing room and put on some fresh clothes and head up the stairs for lunch. As we sit down I pick up my spoon and start playing with it, that punch had hurt, nothing seemed to be broken, lucky me, and the fact that Timmy was also distracted through out the fight was very annoying, however my wounded ego demands retribution, this calls for some payback.
"So, what's this I hear about you and a certain speedster getting together?" I ask slyly.

"Cough cough" The next moment I watch as Timmy loses his cool and starts to choke on his soup spoon, the mention spoon leaves Timmy's mouth and bounces down the table
Ah revenge complete now my poor nose feels better, and my ego has healed.

"What?! Where did you hea... I.. mean, I have no idea what you're talking about." Timmy responds and is quick to regain his composure.

"Well a birdy happened to tell me." I say with as much disinterest as I could, with my hands behind my head.
"So what exactly did you do?" I ask.

"Well I didn't do anything specific, justkissedhimasX" Timmy said blushing.
I can't help but laugh at that, that's it? I mean even I kissed a speedster before but... lets not go there.

As we finished lunch we headed to the living room to deal with our homework, well more like Timmy will be finishing our homework, I thought as I dumped my homework on top of his.

"Hey! What is this? You're suppose to do your own!" Timmy cried.
"Well at least one of us is getting it done." I call over my shoulder as I pick up a Spider-man comic.

"Ah, yea no, do your own, I'm not your slave." Timmy calls from the other sofa.

"Ahh, come on Timmy, for me." I tried to give him my puppy dog eyes.

"NO!" He answers firmly. I sigh in defeat, that look only works on Dickie-Bird and dad these days. I put the comic down, and retreated my notebooks, and started my road to boredom

About 2 hours later, I'm so bored, you can only stare at your math, history and English homework without wanting to bash someone's head in, or threaten a teacher at gun point for assigning us all this work. Thank what ever deity that I believe in that Timmy is at least willing to help me.

"Come on Timmy, lets do something fun I'm bored out of my mind." I wined. And he just ignores me.

About a half an hour of claiming how bored I am I finally got Timmy to hack the Justice league computer, blackmail here we come.

After about an hour of watching, and laughing our asses off, on Superman ironing his cape, Wonder Women stealing then smelling Batman's spare shorts, and the Green Lanterns using their power rings to show what the perfect women would look like, I noticed that the Flash was standing outside Batman's door. Flashes and Bats got along great and even though Batman and Flash didn't have the same feeling for each other that there protégés have, they where still good friends but still Flashes didn't usually enter a Bat's personal room unless invited.
As we watch this I share a look with Timmy this can't be good. And then Flash entered Batman's room.

Batman POV.
Watchtower, Batman room.

I sat at my disk, signing paperwork for the money I use to repair the watch tower, and the collateral damage the League makes when the earth is being attacked, that's when I hear a knock on the door. "Enter." I said. The door sled open, and Barry walked in. He was clearly upset about something. His jaw was clenched and his stance was rigged, it didn't take the worlds greatest detective to tell that something was wrong, Flash had always been a man full of humor, I can't even remember the last time the Flash had seemed so upset. To the best of my knowledge, there wasn't anything happening in the world that should be causing the Flash such distress, unless, Tim didn't, did he? Oh yes, something like that would certainly cause the Flash great distress.

"Batman, we need to talk." Flash said, his tone conveyed his rage, and in the depth of his eyes worry seemed to shine.
"About?" I replied, please don't be about Tim I thought, I really don't want any of my children to taste the wrath of Barry Allen.
"That new thief in Gotham has been molesting my grandson!" Barry cried out.
I raised my eye-brow I have to remain calm, I reminded my self. Yes, that means that Barry hasn't found out that X is really Tim, of course I hadn't heard anything about molesting, Tim simply told Alfred that he saved Bart as X and happened to steal a kiss, and it wasn't as if I was invading Tim's privacy, it just so happened that Tim was having his conversation by a Bat listening device. And I do realise that Tim knows that I accidentally listened, Tim is my child, and I have the right to know what goes on in his life.
"Barry listen here, first off what the criminals including this new thief do is above my control, secondly are you sure your not exaggerating about this so called molesting?" The best way to avoid Barry finding out about Tim and completely blowing his cover (or maim him) is to make Barry give up on X.

"No I'm not exaggerating!" he yelled "How would you feel if someone kissed Tim or Jason or even Dick without him wanting it?!" he cried out.

"Lets think rationally here Barry, even if that happened to Tim, Jason or even Dick, if it was just a simple kiss it wouldn't cause any harm, in fact there have been many times where they've had to give or receive kisses to help with their missions when they went under cover, also I have complete confidence that they would be able to handle the matter on their own." I understand where Barry is coming from, if anyone ever tried to harm one of my sons I would bring down the full might of Batman (Bruce Wayne) down on them, and they would find themselves in their worst nightmares, but this was a bit different, he had to try and reason with Barry on this, I mean if I had to deal with both Dick and Jason being infatuated with an older speedster, then Barry can deal with his grandson being hit on by an undercover bird, well maybe...

"Well, that thief better pray I don't find him, I'll rip apart that city if I have to." cried out Barry while striking a dramatic pose, with his hands on his hips.

"Just stay out of our way, you know how much I dislike the league to be in my city." I tell him. "But since it means so much to you, I'll see what I can find out about this X character." I called after Barry as he ran out of the door.

I sat there for a moment thinking, I don't remember Barry being emotional about Wally and D.. Wait a second, did Barry ever find out about Wally and Dick, OH CRAP, I thought in sudden realization, I reach for my transmitter and made a call to Wayne Manor.

"Wayne Manor, Alfred speaking." Alfred said over the line.

"Alfred, this is Bruce I need you to tell Tim to cool it with X for a while." I told Alfred.

"Indeed sir, I shall inform master Timothy immediately." Was Alfred's replied.
This was going to be problematic.

Jason POV
Bat-cave

Although we weren't able to see what happened inside Bats' room (We are highly mistrustful and as such have a habit of installing special cameras that near impossible to hack in our personal rooms) it was so obvious that it had to be about Bart which means that it had to be about the kiss between X and Bart.
That's it Tim was dead, no hope for survival, he will meat his maker at the hand of the Scarlet speedster.
As I thought about this I grabbed my phone and started to call Dick

"Ah Jason, what are you doing?" Tim asked me as he finally managed to tear his eyes away from the monitors.

"Calling Dick" I told him bluntly.

"Why?" he asked unsure

I give him a sly smile, and said "To plan your funeral of course."

Timmy frond and waked me upside my head. "Ow."

Alfred came down to the Cave. "Master Timothy, Master Bruce advises you to.." Alfred didn't finish his sentence when he noticed the panic look in my baby brother's eyes. "I see that you already know, very well then, have a safe evening." Alfred went back upstairs.

"Jay," Timmy called, I looked at him to see his face blank. "Do me a favor, if I go down, and Barry catches me, promise me you'll tell Barry everything about Wally and Dick."

"I promise Baby Bird." I said, it would be the least I could do, then I watched as he got up, and headed to change his clothes, I fallowed him, wore one of my jeans,my black vest, and my leather jacket, then my Red Hood mask. Tim came wearing his Robin costume. Then the two of us got out of the Cave to petrol the city.

Tim POV
Gotham city, 9:30 PM

Ok, lets get something straight, when an over protective superhero is after you, not to mention said hero can vibrate through your body you know you should stop whatever the fuck you're doing to upset him... At least until said superhero calms down.
So I understood why Bruce told me to lay off being X for a while but it sorta sucks, I mean I'm, of coarse I love being Robin, but being X is a whole other thrill all on it's own, not to mention, I'm not very good with getting close to Bart when I'm Robin. Bart usually hangs out with Jamie and Garf. And as Red X I'm able to be really close to him, I smirked at the thought.

Since being X was out of the question I decided to make an appearance as Robin. Hood had decided to tag along for the ride. As I jump across the roofs I notice a movement.
Catwomen of course. It seems like she's robbing a jewelry store.
"Hi Selina." Jason calls out, in greeting, seriously can you blame him, that woman has been in as much family gatherings as Talia has.
She looks up and spots us, she jumps up and perches on the roofs ledge in front of us.
"Hood, Baby-Bird, long time no see." she said, as she hugged me, and Jay.
"And who fault is that?" Jason asked.
"You're the one who hardly ever visit anymore." I told her.
"Yeah, I'm sorry boys, I've been really busy, new thief in town, trying to figure out who he is and stuff." she reply's staring at me. Crap she knows, I better get out of here.
"We'll I'll be going." I say preparing to leave.
"Oh no, stay, I've been feeling so lonely, unless of course your trying to avoid me." she purred out.
"No, I think Hood needs me, don't you?" I asked trying to give him the hint that I need him to pail me out of this.

"Nah, most likely I'll only run into robbers tonight." Jason replied, with a smirk. Son of a bitch!
I watched as Jason grabbed his hook, and fired it, it stuck a few buildings away and he ran off on me, damn him, I'll kill him when I go back to home, I'm so making sure his funeral is before mine.
Now I'm stuck here with her, and she may know, crap!

"So where is your daddy, Timmy?" She whispered.

"He's busy with a JLA meeting." I told her honestly, she sighed in disappointment.

"Too bad, well since Jay doesn't need you how about you come with me back to my apartment?" She asked, with a sweet smile on her lips.

"Sounds nice." I replied. Catwoman used her claws to climb to the very top of the roof. I followed her using my grappling hook. The two of us chased each other until we reached Selina's apartment. When we get in Selina heads to the kitchen to boiled some water and then comes back to sit across from myself on the table in the kitchen.

"So what's new Baby Bird? New boyfriend/girlfriend? Being an undercover thief? Kissing anyone yet?" She was smirking while asking. I however didn't look surprised in the the slightest, thank you Bat training.
Selina hands me a cup of tea.

"So how did you figure it out?" I asked.

"Well to be honest, it wasn't easy, with the change of the voice and accent, and the change in the fighting style it was hard to suspect it was you. But with your body build, speed, knowledge of electronics, and now telling me yourself..." she muttered

"So it was all a guess, and I confirmed it?" I asked , She nodded. Greaaat.