A/N: After scuffing up the floor in the Manor, Jason and Dick are placed on cleaning duty while Tim, even though he won the race, was placed on another duty all together. And Damian meets the girl of his dreams.

Skateboard Romance

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Part 7: Arriving Just in Time

Dick Grayson drove up to Wally West's house and parked the car.

"We're here."

He turned to see that Damian had fallen asleep holding the teddy bear he bought for Iris. Dick took a quick picture with his phone before gently waking Damian.

"Hey, Little D, we're here."

"Huh. Did you take a picture of me, Grayson?"

"Maybe," Dick replied. It wasn't easy getting passed Damian's defenses.

"You send that to anyone, and I'll kill you."

Dick just gave Damian a little knowing smile. He would send it to Alfred later. He knew the old butler kept photo albums on each of them with sweet moments such as this one. Damian was quick to exit the car before Dick.

"You left the teddy bear behind," Dick stated.

"I left it for you to carry."

"Gee, thanks, do you think Wally would like it?" Dick pulled the bear from the car seat.

Once again, Dick was amused by Damian's reaction. Apparently, Damian wanted to appear mature in front of Wally. Dick, however, would have a little revenge. Dick knocked on the door and as it opened he shoved the bear back into Damian's arms.

"You forgot your gift for Iris," Dick said.

Damian didn't have time to shove the bear back. He thought about wanting to shove the bear elsewhere, and would have argued the point only he didn't expect to see both Wally and Iris greeting them. There was another boy by her side. He looked much like her. She never mentioned about having a brother.

"Dick, it's good to see you," Wally exclaimed. "And Damian, you've grown a little since I last saw you. This is Iris and her brother Jai."

"We did meet Iris," Dick said. "That is, Damian and our brother Tim met Iris."

"Enough small talk, are we going in or not," Damian complained.

"Forgive him," Dick said. "He fell asleep in the car and he's still crabby." Dick ruffled Damian's hair.

Damian tried to swipe at Dick's hand, but he missed.

"Dami, your gift," Dick prompted his little brother.

"Oh yeah," Damian held out the bear in front of Iris, his words a little stiff. "Here, for you."

"For me? How sweet," Iris said, her eyes lighting up.

"Oh, I almost forgot, one of the reasons for our visit." Dick went back to the car and removed the skateboard from the back seat, along with the necklace he had Damian place in the floor safe. He brought both inside for Wally to inspect.

"Where did you get this?"

"It was around the bear's neck that Damian bought for Iris when we stopped at the rest stop between here and Gotham."

Wally examined the necklace, again. "This was among the jewelry that was listed as stolen. Our police department was asked to keep an eye out, but so far, we haven't been able to recover a single item. You said you found it at a rest stop?"

"Yeah, about half way between. We stopped to get a bite to eat."

"The Midway Rest Stop?" Wally asked.

"Don't know the name of it, but I would recognize it," Dick replied.

"Did you bring your work clothes?"

"You know I always do," Dick grinned.

"Good,' Wally said, as he pressed a hidden button on a ring. A uniform popped out and expanded in size. Within seconds, Wally changed into the Flash. Dick had barely gotten his shirt off to reveal his Nightwing uniform underneath.

"Hey," Damian frowned. "I'm the one who bought the bear and could tell the necklace was real. I should go with you."

"I've been working on this case for weeks," Flash replied. "I appreciate the lead, but this is my case."

"You're not shutting me out!" Damian groused. "You need someone who's sensible, not like Grayson."

"Someone needs to stay with Iris."

"I'm not babysitting."

"Excuse me," Iris butted in. "I'm not a baby." Iris grabbed Damian, and using the speed force, she spun him around and he flew into the air and landed across the room on the couch, his feet were stuck in the air. He felt a little sick to his stomach and awed. This girl was certainly not like the ones at school.

"I can help you, Dad," Iris complained. "You know Jai and I reported the first burglary from my friend, Stacy. Her parents were robbed and she said they hadn't called the police because they didn't want the scandal."

"And since then there have been six more burglaries. Each time the burglar took the most expensive piece of jewelry from the owner, leaving the rest. And we've had no clue as to who's committing the crimes and where the jewelry has been fenced. This is the first clue we've had for weeks."

"Dad, I'm a speedster, like you," Iris started to say.

"And I am your father. You will stay out of it."

"That's not fair!" Iris groused. "He'll probably be involved. Why can't I?" Iris pointed to Damian, who was trying to right himself on the couch without losing his lunch.

'I think I like that girl,' Damian thought. 'No one's been able to best me like that.'

"Damian won't be going anywhere either," Dick said smirking at the fact his little brother was looking a little green after what Iris had just did to him. Damian hadn't protested. Dick had finished removing his outer clothes and take his eskrima sticks and placing them on his back.

"We were supposed to wear our night work clothes?" Damian complained.

"Then you don't remember Batman's rule number eight, 'When away from Gotham, or the cave, be prepared,' speech for always keep your uniform handy."

"I wasn't expecting us to be involved," Damian replied.

"You're the one who bought the bear with the expensive neck-ware," Nightwing replied.

"Ready?" Flash asked.

"Let's go, KF."

"Very funny. You do know I'm not KF anymore."

"I know, but it's fun reliving old times."

Wally shook his head. He let Nightwing wrap his arms and legs around his waist. He zoomed off with his passenger, leaving the three kids behind.

"So, what do you want to do next?" Jai asked. He hadn't spoken up until then.

"Does your Father have a computer?" Damian asked.

"Yeah, why?"

"Because we're going to crack this case wide open for ourselves."

Continues with Part 8