Jay sat across from Cheshire, staring her down through the glass, phone both pressed to their ears. Cheshire wouldn't admit it, but she was sweating bullets.

"You know, most people would be a bit grateful for everything I did for you."

Jade gives him her classic Cheshire smirk. "Really? And what exactly did you do for me?"

Jay gives her a mix between a glare and the fakest smile on the planet. "Let's see, I gave you everything you needed and more for your little 'project', gave you extra info to make the kiddies think they had a traitor, oh yes, and I did so for next to no charge!"

"That it?" Anger flashed across Jay's face, and Jade immediately knew, that was the wrong thing to say.

"No, that is not it! When you hired me, I was a nobody. After people heard that Cheshire got useful stuff from me, you got my business rolling. That was months ago. Since then, I got so many connections now, that the only people with more influence than me in Gotham are Wayne and the Bat. While you got your sweet ass stuck in prison."

Jade just smirks, anger flaring up inside of her. She gave him a little wink. "You think my ass is sweet?"

"Don't try to change the subject. The only reason your not dead is that A. You put me on the map. B. It would cost me money, C. You were a teacher and D. You now owe me a couple of favors."

Jade couldn't help but widen her eyes a bit at that. "How so?"

Jay's expression got serious then, he was done screwing around. "You ratted me out. And I now have the connections to get you taken care of. So you can either take options 1,2 or 3. Option 1, you owe me a few favors, but we let the matter drop. 2 Is you give me an apology and pray to God I feel merciful, or 3. I get your sentenced pushed to life, and I get the guards to do deeply pornographic things to you. Probably won't be to good for your pretty face..."

Cheshire looked him in the eye, hoping to see some form of a bluff, but only saw the gears turning in his head. He was already thinking of how to pull off his threats. Jade didn't want to give him the time to figure it out. " I'll take option 1 please."

"Smart choice. You'll be released in 2 weeks." Jay moves to leave but says one last thing. "Oh, and if you ever sell me out again, I swear to god, me and a few friends'll be going cougar hunting."

Jay leaves, and Cheshire can't help but sigh, rub her temples, and ask herself, "When did I suddenly get owned by some kid who still get's carded at bars?"

AT WAYNE MANOR:

Jason laughed after telling Bruce what had happened last night, "I'm telling you Bruce, back in the day, this kid was awesome! He freaking idolized me too! Followed me around like a little lost puppy, didn't talk much, but he was the coolest kid ever."

"Well he's not exactly a kid anymore Dad." Justin said, sliding over the back of the couch, landing next to Jason, and nearly on top of Damian. Damian shoved her off, almost sending her to the floor, but she adjusted quickly, looking straight at her father. "And don't forget, this guy is an intel broker, you found him because he was selling info on the bat family, and my team."

Jason just shrugged, "The info on the bat family wasn't anything big, just recent crimes we've been investigating. I mean, come on, was the info on your team that personal? He wasn't giving away your names was he?"

"No, but still Dad!" Justin protested.

"Alright, alright!" Jason said, "Look, when you came to Gotham alone, you didn't exactly make your living honestly either. You were looting dead bodies to get your next meal. Jay was just trying to get by, like all of us."

Tim snorted, "Yeah, by selling us out."

"Look!" Jason snapped, "Jay's had a beyond hard life, alright? I don't wanna hear any insults about him. Got it?"

"Yes sir." Justin said, biting her tongue.

Tim sighed, "Alright, whatever Jason."

"All the same." Bruce said, "We should keep a close eye on them."

Jason sighed, "Alright, fine. Now that that's taken care of, you can come out Jay, I know when you're hiding!"

There was a chuckle form the other corner of the room, "Well, this debate was certainly interesting."

They all looked to the corner of the room, seeing Jay standing there, looking smug as ever. Bruce nearly shorted out, the thought of him not knowing that someone was standing less than ten feet from him. "How did you get into my house without me knowing?"

Jay just shrugged, "You people adopted the shadows, I was born into them."

Justin gritted her teeth, and Kenya hopped down from the couch, pointing at Jay, "Justy, who's that?!"

Justin grinned, and before anyone could stop her, blurted out, "Oh, that? That's Heesa, Heesa fag."

Kenya giggled, and Kim glared at Justin, "Justine-"

"Don't worry about it Kim, from what I've heard about her, that was a polite greeting." Jay shrugged off.

Justin raised an eyebrow, not many people just brushed away her insults like that. She might be… slightly impressed, maybe Jay wasn't so bad-

"Besides," Jay said, grabbing Justin suddenly, and grinding his fist into the top of her head in a noogie, "She's adorable."

No, Jay's still a little douche bag.

Justin shrugged out of his hold, "Screw off!"

Damian piped up, "Yeah, you really shouldn't touch her, she bites."

Jay laughed, and Damian just shook his head, "Well, I warned him."

Jay raised an eyebrow at Justin, "You bite? Seriously?"

Justin leaned into him, getting into his face, "Only if provoked."

Silence rang throughout the room, and Tim, sensing the tension, chuckled to himself, before standing up, "Come one Justin, you missed breakfast and so did I. Alfred's tired, I'll take you to get something to eat at Golden Coral."

Justin hesitated, and Tim went in for the kill, "I'll let you eat all the yeast rolls you want."

Justin stopped her staring contest, following Tim out of the room. "Can I get a steak too?"

"You betcha kiddo. I'll even call Dick so we can all eat together, how's about that."

"Uncle Dick!" Justin said excitedly, practically dragging Tim out of the mansion.

Damian grunted, "Well, we avoided a cat fight at least."

A knife hit the floor right between Damian's thighs. "I HEARD THAT DEMON SPAWN!"

Damian would never admit that he felt like screaming in fear.

AT GOLDEN CORAL:

Dick raised an eyebrow after Tim finished telling the story, watching Justin shove a whole yeast roll into the mouth at once, "You aren't gonna put butter or jelly on that?"

Justin shook her head, not bothering to try and talk around food in her mouth.

Tim just laughed, "She's her father's daughter alright."

Justin swallowed her half eaten food, "Yeah, and this guy is bad news, and I don't mean Damian on a sugar high bad news, I mean Daddy bats bad."

Dick paled, "Oh… well, this is bad, if you ever need to camp out away from the manor for a few days-"

He stopped talking, cut off by Justin's phone as it beeped Justin read the text message, and then looked up at Dick "Can I move in?"

Dick's eyebrows shot up, "Uh, Justin… no."

Justin turned to Tim, "Can I move in with you then?"

Tim gulped, "Not to be rude or anything, but I don't think I can uh… support your bread habit."

Justin sighed, "Well, looks like I'm moving into my room at DR."

Dick sighed, "Justin, why?"

"Because Jay is now living two doors down from me." Justin said, venom in her voice.

Tim shook his head, "I'll help you pack."

LATER AT WAYNE MANOR:

Jay unpacked his duffle bag, folding all his clothes neatly, taking care to keep them in neat piles in his dresser drawers. He sighed halfway through folding one of his shirts, "Are you going to keep pretending that you don't know I see you?"

He turned around to see Justin leaning against his doorframe, glaring at him. "You got something to say kid?"

Justin glared harder, "Pretty damn convenient for you, huh?"

"What?"

"Moving in here." Justin said, "With all of us, you're closer now."

Jay sighed, "Look, Justin, I only sold that information to get by at first, okay? And after you enter that kind of business, you don't get out. You know what it's like leaving the League, you need all the contacts you can get."

"I'm not making accusations." Justin said, "Yet."

She walked further into the room, right up to jay, getting in his face as best she could. He was half a head taller than her, so intimidation by stature would not work. "But let me make this incredibly clear to you Jay. You sold out my team, you spilled information that only my team, and some of my family knows."

He nodded, "Yes. I did."

"You may not understand this Jay, but in this family, killing doesn't just get you a slap on the wrist, I'm betting Bruce found out about my slip ups from leak you made."

He nodded again, "Most likely."

"Well, that pisses me off." Justin growled, "It would be different I it was just me, but you caused a big problem with my team. We thought there was a mole! Do you know what that does to a team? Any team?"

Jay nodded once more, "It tears it apart, that's why Cheshire wanted to make it look like a mole."

"Here's my point, if any more info leaks that's harmful to my family or my team, it's you I'll go after. If you've heard the rumors, then you know how I roll."

Jay nodded for the last time, "Shoot first, ask questions later."

"Oh, you're so smart." Justin quipped, turning around and leaving.