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"Huh?"

"Jason? Why did Dick say he was lost? If anything, you'd be the one who'd be lost."

"Hey! Um… Dick's not lost." He tried. Dick was lost. In truth, Jason had been panicking for the last thirty minutes. How could he lose a three year old in Gotham?! He was an idiot, idiot, idiot!

"Jason. What happened to Dick? You and the team were hiding something, and I think it'd be better to hear it from you then from somewhere else…"

"Uh…" He was right. Batman would find out, and it'd be better to tell than to not. "Yeah, mm… Dick, well, he just… oh fine! He got hit by a magical lightning blast! I said it!"

"And…?"

Jason knew he'd ask, but he wasn't looking forward to it. "The blast… it kind of, um, decreased his age. He is, uh, three."

"What?"

"Uh," He laughed nervously. "He's three."

"You lost a three year old in GOTHAM? A three year old of a multi-billionaire? Jason!"

"Sorry! I didn't mean to!"

"You should have told me, I'd have come picked you up! Jason, where are you?"

"Um… Jempsin St."

"Okay, I'll be there. Do NOT move."

"Okay! Jeez!" He hung up and groaned. He was so dead.

!BREAK LINE!

I was repeatedly mentally hitting my head into a brick wall as I dashed out into my car. I felt pained at the fact it was a BMW, just reminding me more how rich I was and how that'd effect my kids, adopted or not.

Alfred was running out, yelling something but I ignored him as I sped out of the driveway. I turned onto Linway and made my way to Jempsin. Sure enough, Jason stood there and shrunk away as the door swung open.

"Jason, get buckled." I tried to keep my anger in check. How had he lost a three year old? I know, I was having an easier time accepting that my thirteen-year-old had turned to a three-year-old than that my eleven and a half year old lost him, is that bad?

"I got a call from a Dick using someones phone." I said, but it was obvious I had something else I wanted to say.

Jason got the message. "From who?" He groaned.

"Ms. Kyle."

Jason stared at me, horror donning on his face. "Catwoman?" he whispered.

"I'm guessing."

"Oh ****," Jason groaned.

I stared at him. "Language;" I snapped.

"It's not like it was the F word," he grumbled.

I swung the BMW onto Caffin Rd. and stopped in front of 772. I jumped out and sped into the lobby, Jason struggling to keep up.

"Hello, welcome to Garden Apartments, how may I help you?" Asked a nasally middle-aged woman.

"I need to see Ms. Kyle."

"Ms. Kyle? You mean…"

"I mean Ms. Kyle."

"I'm afraid we don't have a miss Kyle."

"What do you mean?" Smoldered Jason, stomping up to the tall counter.

"I mean," she glared at the boy, "This place doesn't have a miss Kyle."

"Oh. Sorry for the mix up." I nodded and sped out to the BMW, pushing a button on my watch to see a holographic monitor pop in front of me. I hacked into the building and watched the security cameras capture a woman with an ebony-haired little boy.

"Is this her?" I showed it to Jason as he huffed, sitting down.

"I don't know about her, but that's definitely Dick."

I said nothing but watched them enter a penthouse. I hacked again, this time into the tenants.

P1: Ally Jerrano.

I stared at it. Ally Jerrano… an alias. But why'd she give Dick her real name? I nodded it off and got out again, returning inside.

"Huh?" The lady looked at me in surprise, obviously thinking, "Why are you here again?"

"Sorry." I smiled pleasantly. "Bruce Wayne." I held my hand out. Her beady little eyes went as wide as they could go as she slowly shook my hand. "I was mistaken with the name. I need Miss Jerrano, please."

"Um, would you like a call?" She slowly picked up the phone, eyes never leaving mine.

"Yes please."

Her eyes slowly turned to the screen where she put in some numbers and handed me the desk phone.

It rang twice before someone answered.

"Hello?"

"Hello, is this Miss Jerrano?"

"Yes… and this is?"

"Bruce Wayne. I believe my son called on your phone?"

"Oh… yes, about that, after I took the phone he just sped away. I'm terribly sorry, Mr. Wayne."

I knew this wasn't true. I'd seen the footage. "I would really like to know where?"

"Toward Copperstone. I tried to stop him but-"

The line went dead. This time it wasn't me who cut it.

I groaned and thanked the lady before grabbing Jason's sleeve and dragging him out.

"Bruce, what're we doing?"

"She's lying, Jason. She said Dick left. And that means…"

Jason's face went pale. "Kidnapped."

I nodded wearily. I guess I shouldn't have been surprised. "That makes this a job for Batman." I know, on occasion I get a little cheesy. Shoot me.

"And Robin?" Jason's face lit up.

I gave him a sideward glance as we sped along the road toward the manor.

"Maybe."

Sooo... how you like? Not my best, but what's coming up is real fun! Also, good job for those who tried to guess, some of you actually got pretty close. So thanks for reading and please review! (even if they don't appear, which I don't know if it's my computer of fanfic, I still get to read them and they make me happy!)

Anyways, last of all I'll give you a future chapter hint: Damien. That's all I'm saying. MWAHAHAHA!

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