I own nothing except for Coraline, Apollo, Terrence, Jason, BlackHawk, Blaine, Sparrow, and... hrm... I think that's it! Oh, and I do NOT own a Harley... dag nab it! (then again, i dont have a liscense...)

Warnings: Character Death...? ***'d language (oh, Jason...)

Rating: T

YAAAAY! NEW CHAPTER!

Blaine let out a blood-curdling scream of anguish and fell to her knees, not even caring that they began to bleed with the intensely gritty ground. Kaldur stood back, looking abashed, but, slowly, crouched down next to her and just held her, letting her scream into his chest and beat his shoulders. Wally grabbed Dick's wrist. "Dick, I-"

"CLEAR!" came the shout.

Everyone looked up and over. Barbara's shirt had been ripped off (thank God she still had on her undergarments), and the E.M.'s were using an AED on her chest.

Blaine's eyes suddenly showed hope and, still, anguish. Kaldur held her tighter, and she latched onto his shirt, almost ripping it with her nails.

"CLEAR!"

Dick couldn't pry his eyes away, but he held onto Wally's bicep tightly. Even though it stung, the teen let his friend hang on. Dick needed it now.

"CLE-"

Barbara's body lurched upwards, and blood rushed from her mouth as she gave out a pained gasp. In an instant, Blaine and Dick were rushing forward. Two E.M.'s suddenly appeared, though, shouting for them to get back. The screaming match occurred next, and Wally and Kaldur pulled the two birds away.

Barbara was wheeled into the ambulance and it took off at high-speeds.

Blaine ripped away from Kaldur and shot him a look of rage. The Atalantean stood back, his face becoming once more abashed and his silver eyes wide with hurt. Dick, on the other hand, ripped away from Wally and grabbed Blaine tightly by her shoulders. "Blaine, Blaine we need to get to the-"

A Bentley suddenly roared and pulled up, skidding by its side as if they were in "Heat". "Hop in!" Jason shouted from the window.

Blaine shook her head. "Me and Dick'll take the Harley!"

Jason nodded, and Wally jumped in, squirming in between Coraline and Terrence. Kaldur, cautiously, slid in next to the speedster. "DRIVE!" Terry ordered loudly.

The Harley roared to life and the 'Twins' sped off after the ambulance, their family right behind them.

Bruce was tired and bored. He was tempted to fiddle with his pen, but that would just look bad for business. Then again, if he could aim just right, he might be able to throw the pen into the chandelier, break its chair, and send it plummeting to the ground, onto the table. That would end their meeting. Maybe. Hopefully.

"So, Mr. Wayne, what do you think about the stocks?"

Bruce blinked at the man before him. He was a newbie, obviously, shuffling his feet on the ground. Bruce licked his lips and peered at the chart. "Well, Simon-"

"It's Solomon, sir."

Bruce cocked an eyebrow and nodded. "Alright, then, Solomon. What about our Liechman st-"

A receptionist pushed her face into the room, blushing as all of the men glared at her. Bruce turned his chair to face her. "Peggy? I hope it's important, because-"

"It's your son, Richard, Mr. Wayne. He says it's urgent."

Bruce tried not to show his worry as he turned to his colleagues. "Excuse me, gentlemen."

They all nodded as Bruce left the room. Peggy sauntered over and handed the billionaire the phone.

"BRUCE!"

He would have jumped, had he not been Batman.

"Dick, what's wro-"

"It's Barbara! She- she came over for a visit and- oh God- she's been shot, Bruce! We're at Gotham Central. HURRY!"

Bruce felt his face pale, and he grabbed his coat before hanging up. "Peggy," he addressed the red-head, "tell the others that something came up."

She nodded, shoving her glasses up her nose. "Of course, Mr. Wayne."

As Bruce left the building, he pulled out his cell-phone. "Alfred? Alfred, how is she?"

"Questionable, Master Bruce. She is in surgery- internal bleeding, sir."

He felt his stomach do flips. Nausea rose in his gut, but he ignored it. "I'll be there in five."

No matter how hard she tried not to, Blaine couldn't help but cry. Her shoulder shook gently, and she had her face buried in her hands. Jason sat across from her, Terry on one side in his wheelchair, and Coraline on his other. She held his hand tightly, the noises in the hospital being quite frightened, as she had no clue what they were. Jason kissed her cheek, rubbing her palm with both hands. This seemed to calm her a bit. Wally was vibrating in his seat next to Dick, though no one seemed to notice. Alfred was pacing slowly, despite himself.

Kaldur came over and sat next to her, uncomfortable for a few moments. His hand wavered above her shoulder, but, after a few moments, he simply lowered it.

Quickly, Blaine shot her hand out and pulled Kaldur's arm over her shoulder, grabbing his shirt and, again, crying into his chest- only silently this time. After an odd few moments, the teen gently began to stroke her hair. She grinned inwardly at this, but said nothing. Then, worry for her sister overwhelmed her again, and she began to cry.

Suddenly, there came flashes and shouts of, "Hey! It's the Wayne kids!"

"Hey! Why are you here?"

"Where's the red-head?"

"Who's these other three?"

"Where's Wayne?"

Alfred stood in front of the kids, and Jason came up behind him. "We are not at liberty to answer any questions, please-"

"Get out of the way, old man!"

That set Jason off. He darted forward and grabbed the man's shirtfront. More flashes came. "You have a problem with my grandfather, you a**hole?"

"Can I quote you on that?"

"QUOTE THIS-"

"JASON!"

Jason looked up as Bruce busted in through the ER doors. The billionaire didn't even flinch under the questions and camera flashes. He was too used to it.

Bruce just shot Jason a glare, and the young man dropped the idiot on the floor.

Bruce crossed over to Dick, who was still pale-faced and not moving. "Wallace," Bruce grunted softly so that only he, Richard, and Wally could hear. "Why are you and Kaldur here-"

"Because you weren't!" Dick suddenly shouted. "We called you- we 'buzzed' for you! And YOU DIDN'T ANSWER! So Wally and Kaldur and Blaine and I were all forced to go and see Barbara shot!"

Bruce was taken aback. Normally, Dick never raised his voice- at least that loudly.

Bruce crouched down, putting his hands on Dick's knees. The boy looked away, towards the cameras, but, when they flashed, he turned away quickly. Wally stood and tried to help Jason and Alfred diffuse the situation. Police officers were coming in to calm down the crowd, but, by now reporters had gotten a whiff of the trail. The ER was stuffed chock full of people dying to get a quote from one of the 'Wayne kids'.

"Richard..." Bruce whispered. "I am so, so sorry-"

"Tell Barbara that."

Bruce's face blanched, and he just gazed at his 'son' for a moment. Then, "Richard... I-"

"Dad," came Jason's hushed hiss. "They won't go away until you talk."

Bruce felt his heart begin to burn angrily. "They want a quote? I'll give them a quote..."

The young man turned to his 'baby brother' with a gentle smirk. "And he wonders where I get it."

Five Hours Later...

Wally had gone home, already, along with the reporters and 'sight-seers'. Alfred, with a heavy sigh, decided to take home Coraline and Terrence. Coraline was tiring, and even though she was worried about Barbara, she agreed with the old man that she needed rest. Meanwhile, Terrence was having excruciating back pains, and Alfred needed to get him his medicine. So, the three went back to the Manor in the Bentley, leaving Bruce's Porsche and the Harley. Kaldur was still there because Blaine was his ride.

Dick was asleep, his head on Kaldur's chest and his legs on Blaine's lap.

Blaine McGuyver... Wow... And Dick Grayson! Bruce Wayne's foster kids! No wonder they weren't supposed to tell anyone... If word got out- well, both of their identities were at stake... And then there was Bruce Wayne himself. The BATMAN! BRUCE WAYNE WAS BATMAN! WHAT ON THE STYX?

Not that Kaldur would ever use that language or tone out loud.

A white-coated doctor with half-moon spectacles came into the room. He was old, balding, and looked slightly Asian. As he came to stand in front of Bruce, the billionaire stood, his hands in tight fists. Dick bolted awake when Blaine stood, throwing him onto the ground. "Um... Ow?"

Rolling her eyes, the older of the 'Twins' lifted up her partner. Kaldur stood behind Blaine and Dick, and Jason was standing next to Bruce.

"Hello," the doctor spoke. "My name is Timothy Todd-"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, we don't care!" Jason snapped. "How's Babs- I mean, Barbara?"

Dr. Todd nodded. "She will make it. It was touch-and-go for a long while, but we have her stable. The bullet pierced her large intestine, causing internal bleeding, but she should be fine to go in a few weeks, just in time for Thanksgiving."

Bruce nodded gratefully. "Can we see her?"

Dr. Todd said nothing but turned on his heel and led the group off.

Room B36, Dick memorized as he grabbed Blaine's hand. He may have been trained by the Bat, but he was still scared...

Turned out, he needn't be. Barbara was sitting up on her bed, smiling. She had thick gauze over her chest and stomach, and her smile was pain-filled, but she was smiling.

"BARBARA!" the 'twins' shouted in unison and darted to her sides. Each hugged either arm, while Barbara laughed.

Then, the laugh turned to a groan. "H-hey, guys... Got myself into another tiff, huh?"

Dick suddenly cast her the Robin-Glare. "Don't you ever get shot again, hear me? I don't know what I'd do without you, Babs!"

She giggled, lightly. "You've done great so far."

Bruce and Jason stepped up to the foot of the bed. The billionaire put a hand on his daughter's ankle. "Barbara, how do you feel?"

"Like I've been shot."

Jason laughed. "That's the little jacka** I know!"

Barbara shot him a glance. Then, she caught sight of Kaldur. "Hello."

He stepped forward, a blush seeping over his hidden gills and dark brown cheeks. "Hello, Miss Barbara."

She smiled and gestured for him to come forward. Kaldur did so, holding out a hand. But, instead, Barbara hugged him- carefully. A shocked expression flit over Kaldur's features, even after she let him go. "Um... I-"

"You're..." she lowered her voice "... Aqualad, right?"

He nodded.

Blaine rolled her eyes.

"Blaine talks a lot about you-"

"BABS!"

"What?" she inquired innocently.

"If you hadn't just been shot, I'd stick that IV pole up your-"

"Barbara," Bruce cut his foster-daughter off. "Why are you here?"

The red-head smirked playfully. "Nice to see you, too, Daddy."

"Barbara."

"I came for an early Thanksgiving break! I can't have the actual day off, but I thought I'd at least come say 'hi'."

Blaine threw her arms around Barbara's neck. "Well, I'm glad you did!"

The eldest Wayne child snapped his fingers. "Da**. Forgot to call Alf." He excused himself, "One sec," as he pulled out his phone and stepped from the room.

Bruce shook his head, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "I need to dust off the swear-jar."

Blaine plopped down to sit in front of Barbara, while Dick laid down over her lap. Kaldur respectively took a seat next to the bed. "So..." Barbara began slowly.

"So what?" Blaine inquired.

She groaned, rolling her eyes. "Really? You're gonna be like that? I took a five-hundred-hour-long flight for you to repeat my question?"

Dick nudged Blaine with his foot, then looked up at Barbara. "It's been asterous, Babs."

"Asterous?"

"His new word," Bruce explained.

Everyone laughed, and Kaldur simply wore a blank expression. Blaine quickly explained. "When he was 10, he began to read the dictionary in his pass-time, and he thought words were too hard-"

"-So I broke them down!" Dick said with a grin, his crystal eyes twinkling. He looked backwards and up, half his body falling off the bed as he watched Kaldur curiously. "Hey, do you need a ride back to the Mountain?"

Blaine mentally face-palmed. "Oh, I'm such an idiot! I'll drive you, Kaldur-"

"Not at this time of night, you won't," Bruce said sternly, his black eyebrows furrowing. He shot his navy-eyed Bat-Glare at Kaldur. "And I need to have a chat will Kaldur'ahm-"

"You can't share out secret identities with anyone or else pay the wrath of the Bat!" the Twins shouted in unison.

Jason stuck his head in the room, frowning. "Um... Is everything okay?"

Bruce now had a developing twitch above his left eyebrow. He turned swiftly to Jason. "Take Richard and Blaine home, and drop Kaldur'ahm off at the Mountain."

Blaine and Dick both opened their mouths to object, but Barbara threw hands around both's pie-holes. "Don't piss off Daddy-Bats," she hissed to them, drawing their eyes to hers. "Remember? Rule number 86."

They both nodded slowly, and Barbara withdrew.

Kaldur stood and gave a short bow. "It was nice to meet you, Miss Barbara. I do hope we will see each other again."

Barbara giggled. "Oh, I'm sure we will."

Blaine kissed Barbara's cheek, and Dick kissed her forehead. The two followed Kaldur out the door, casting wistful glances backwards. Jason tossed the Porsche keys into the air. "I'll come back for the Harley lat-"

"LIKE HELL YOU WILL!"

Bruce shook his head, trying not to chuckle. "I'll just take it tomorrow morning to work. I'm sure Alfred will come to spend the day with her."

Jason nodded, then blew a kiss to his little sister, who caught it and held it to her heart. "Bye, bye, Jase."

"Bye, bye, jacka**."

Kaldur was already strapped in the front seat, as Blaine felt it was appropriate for him to have it. ("He's seventeen! He's the oldest-" "I'm the cutest!" "Yeah, but I can kick your butt. So shut it and buckle up. You know how Jason drives.")

Jason revved the engine dangerously, laughing loudly at Kaldur's silvered-eyed face of worry. "Oh, don't worry! I've only wrecked three cars-"

"Five!" chimed Dick from the backseat.

"Hey! Those other times it wasn't my fault-"

"Jason," Blaine snapped, leaning forward, "when you drive into oncoming traffic, you can't use the excuse that the other people ran into you."

"I WAS IN THE BATMOBILE!"

Dick leaned into Kaldur's ear. "And that's why he's not allowed to drive it."

"Sit back and shut up, pasarea."

Dick growled at the nick-name (only Bruce could call him that!) and sat back, looking out the window. Jason pulled out of the hospital parking lot and made his way up to the Manor. "It's closet," he explained, eyes on the road. Kaldur thanked every god in existence for that, if he drove how Blaine and Dick described.

Even in the short eight-minute drive, Blaine had managed to fall asleep. Dick slid out of the Porsche and pulled her into a bridal-hold with a grunt. "Got 'er?" Jason teased.

"Shut it, Holmes."

"It's Wayne now, Richard."

"Shut it, Wayne."

Jason stayed there for a moment to make sure Alfred opened the door for the two- which he did- and then pulled off slowly towards the gates.

Once he was out of them, he melted his tires.

Kaldur gripped the arm rests tightly as he felt wind splattering over his face from the open windows. Jason whooped excitedly, looking straight-on at Kaldur. "Scared?"

"N-No," the Atalantean grunted, looking straight ahead.

Even at 135 mph, Jason was able to avoid most things, but Kaldur was sure they ran over a cat somewhere in the back.

Due to the high-speeds and vicious cuts and turns, running red lights and stop-signs, they got to the Mountain in five minutes flat.

Kaldur had to take a deep breath and calm his jelly-legs before he could even grab the door handle-

But a larger, paler hand grabbed his wrist and squeezed tightly.

"I saw the way you were looking at my baby sister, Fish-boy, and I'm just here to warn you..." Jason's blue eyes narrowed to slits. "If you hurt her, I'll hurt you... Badly. We clear on that?"

Kaldur gulped slightly before nodded.

Jason was suddenly smiling, both hands on the wheel, making Kaldur wonder if he had just imagined the last moment. "Alrighty then, Aqualad! Get some rest. Good night!"

And with that, Jason drove off into the night.

As Kaldur walked into the Mountain, (Aqualad- B03) he found that he was shivering, shaking, and sweating. "Those Bats..."

His orange hair was a beacon in the black shadows as he ducked in and out of the alleyway. Then, he caught sight of his goal: The hospital.

Slowly, Red Arrow climbed up the side of the building and used a grappling arrow to scale down to her wing. Luckily, she had the window-room, but-

Da** it!

Bruce was in there, too...

But, suddenly, as if on cue, the billionaire stood and left, an empty coffee mug in hand.

Whispering his thanks to God, Roy opened the window silently and slipped in.

Barbara was there on the bed, asleep, her hair sprawled around her head like a halo. Roy felt his heart leap at the memory of the last time he saw her...

His hands ran up her back and tangled themselves into her hair. A sultry moan slipped from her lips, and she kissed his lips viciously, nibbling on his lower lip. He groaned, and gently nibbled back. She ran her hands down his chest, sending shivers up his spine.

Suddenly, she broke away. "Roy- Roy, I... I meant to tell you that-"

"Oh my gosh..." His eyes got wide. "Are you pregnant?"

"WHAT? No! We haven't even- ugh, Roy you idiot... I'm going to college."

"R-Roy?"

Red Arrow jumped and looked down to see tired brown eyes. "R-Roy, is that you?"

He peeled off his mask, showing her his bright blue eyes. "It's me, Barbara..."

She smiled. "I thought it was a dream..."

He nodded slowly, drawing circles on her hand. "Barbara, how are you?"

"Well, I got shot."

He chuckled, kissing her cheek lightly. "Barbara, do you remember who it was?"

The young woman's face crinkled up slightly as she probed her brain. "It was- It was a woman... She was wearing a green dress and a- a wierd mask... It was white with red stripes and black eyes. I'd remember that mask."

Roy felt his heart drop. Sh**... What does Cheshire want with Barbara? Wait- oh, gosh... She knows...

Jade glared up beyond black bangs at the man. "Why did you have me shoot the girl..." she asked slowly, her thick accent breaking through, "if she is not the one you want?"

Evil cackling filled the air, and a metal case was flung at Jade. She caught it and checked the contents. Of course, there it all was, like he had said. All five thousand dollars. "I didn't even kill her," Cheshire snarled. "So what's your plan?"

The man glared at her. "Must I tell you my plans? This was a one-time job. Your time is up, Cheshire. I hope I will never see you again."

With that, Jade left, her money in hand.

And you guys thought I'd kill off Babs WHYYYY? *evil laughter* Oh, I have plans... And someone WILL die... MWWAAAHHAHAAAA- coughs, stammers, chokes... (ugh... need to work on my evil laughter...)

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so, now Kaldur, Wally, Artemis, and Roy ALL know their identities... So... what's the secret?

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**** gasp! who was the man jade (cheshire) was talking to? who does he want? what are his plans?*****

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1) The Team meets the Family (officially)

2) Blaine's/Sparrow's birthday

3) Thanksgiving dinner with the Justice League (holy frickin' crap!)

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