The Silent Seventh room

Wayne Manor

There was only one room left in the hallway outside his door. Bruce had found all of his boys' and two of the girls. That only left the black-haired girl that looked at everything with unique eyes.

The room was nondescript with the bed made with military corners. The room was even emptier then Damian's if that was possible. It was like a ghost had lived here. There were a couple pictures of the family. One was of Bruce and the girl-Cass. Her name was Cass. One wall hung a poster of a famous Ballet. Black satin point-shoes hung on a hook beside it.

"Why ballet though, Cass?" Dick asked curious. "I can easily teach you acrobats."

The girl looked up from the movie of the ballet. Her brown eyes soft and curious. She knew her brother had been there since he arrived but didn't move from her spot. "Discipline." She knew her words wouldn't communicate her full meaning. So, she pointed to the movie. Trying to get the other to understand where words would not. Watching the ballerina go through each pose made the older understand.

"It's because of the beauty and the grace, isn't it?" He asked, already knowing the answer.

The girl smiled, nodding her head.

"Alright, I think Babs could teach you. She was one once."

Ballet- the word was filled with grace and beauty. But it had the same discipline that Cass was familiar with from her upbringing. Bruce looked at the pictures and the things everywhere. It all highlighted times of happiness. None of them had Cass alone by herself.

Bruce turned to leave, there was nothing left in this room that he didn't already know about.

Cass stared at her father in her room. The man was incredibly sad and lost hope in finding them.

-Wrong, so very WRONG!-

Her mind yelled at her. Her brothers were all the same as their dad. They lost the hope. It was so very very wrong. Feeling a vibration, the girl pulled out a phone. Her lips twirled upwards in a faint smile.

Jason: What we need is a diversion... I say Babs gets naked.

Barbara: No.

Jason: I could get naked.

Barbara, Dick, Tim, Damian. : No!/ Absolutely not!/ Jason stop and think this through./ You are a disgrace, Todd.

Steph: Uh… did you try the door?

Jason: What kind of idiot leaves their house unlocked when they have priceless items inside?

Steph: Door's unlocked, Jay.

Jason: I still say that we should have got Selina on this one.

That decided it for her. They needed their father. The girl slipped on the window sill silently, opening the pane and slipped inside.

The man didn't notice her. Why would he? Brue forgot all of the tricks that he had before. Brown eyes watched unhappily as he stared at the pictures of the younger versions of them. His shoulders shook with the near silence of his tears, making the pain all the more harder to watch. The depth of his agony and anguish shown in the line of his back and his bowed head. In his hands clutched a shirt that Cass didn't remember Steph loaning her.

All of them needed to be fixed.

She pulled out a different phone. One that she had taken from Tim's room before he could find it missing. Her pale hand covered in white scars and callouses set the device on the dresser beside it. The sound was still turned on. With her mission complete, Cass left the room the way she entered.

-Bzzzzz! Bzzzz! Bzzz! -

Turning around, Bruce picked up the silver phone. He missed the flash of black cape in the old oak tree. If he had, the man might have tried to stop the ghostly one. But he didn't. The display was going off with different alerts every several second, alerting the man. He opened it to the current messages.

Dick: You handcuffed Jason to Damian?! Tim!

Tim: So? It's payback for getting me thrown off that roof.

Jason: Damian's WAY worse then you falling! You had those wings anyway, Swan Queen!

Damian: I demand that you release us before I find my katanna, Drake!

Bruce rubbed his head, knowing somehow knowing instinctively that these were his missing children. He scrolled upwards in the messages, seeing what had occurred in his absence.

Damian: I will MURDER you!

Tim: Trained Assassins shouldn't threaten people, Demon Bird. I had nothing to do with any of this.

Damian: Who's threatening? I was warning. How do you explain how the systems all crashed? And the only thing left is your Red Robin logo plastered on everything.

Tim: I have no clue what you are talking about. Titans have been dealing with N.O.W.H.E.R.E. in the last week.

Jason: A little help here guys? Surrounded by ninjas, remember?

Just what where they all thinking? Bruce scanned even more texts from them

Jason: It really didn't go as bad as it could have, Little Red.

Tim: A girl is severally traumatized, and her guardian is in the hospital, Jay!

Jason: I didn't say it went perfectly.

Damian: -Tt- idiots. I could have handled this on my own.

Jason: Not on your life, kiddo.

Tim: No way in hell, BratBat

Frowning, the man scanned the next couple of messages, wondering why Dick wasn't present in any of these until last week.

Tim: Did you just go through those guys' pockets?

Jason: Yes, I did.

Tim: Why?

Jason: Looking for loose change, BabyBird. Bills don't pay themselves….especially with Harper around.

Tim: Jay! There's a rule about that!

Steph: No there's not. I checked.

Tim: How?! What? You-

Steph: yes me. I do come by and visit the family, Tim.

Tim: You got into the Batfamily?!

Steph: Like it's hard?

Jay: Good one, Blondie. Maybe we can stop and draw on the case this weekend.

Steph: BTW, we need new markers. Alfred won't tell me where he hid them.

Dick: Didn't we get you people to stop drawing on that thing?!

Damian: They obviously don't need it.

Jason: For that you lose memberships rights, Kiddo.

Steph: He was only an honorary member.

Tim: You guys are making my phone go crazy. I'm kinda busy here with the league

Jason: would you tell GA to get his act together and make up with his son? Roy is giving me a migraine with all of his so-called toys.

Steph: Ooooh, Can I come by before he leaves?

Bruce sat on the bed, still reading. The man had a feeling that since the seven of them had no parental figure since h lost his memories, they had gotten into quite a lot of trouble.

Dick: What are you guys doing?

Jay: Right now or later?

Dick: …..Both?

Jason; Oh, breaking into Dad's study and going through his files. Should be a couple hours of peace and quiet.

Damian: I am in the middle of kicking all these impersonators out of Gotham. There is only room for the true Robins.

Tim: Different continent remember? League and Titans need my help at the moment.

Helena: Spending time with Karen and talking about multiversity family issues.

Dick: Guys! It's UNO Night, remember?!

Jason: You're still not forgiven, Wingnut.

Steph: If you think that will help you get into the Dead Robin's Club, think again, Pretty Boy! We had to get here the hard way!