Robin: The Written Series

Chapter 11: To Smile

A/N: I wrote this because I thought it would be cute and sad at the same time. You can consider this AUish but I'm still going to probably mention stuff like this later on. Please enjoy!

A young boy sat silently as he listened to his history teacher preach about different battles during the American Revolution, suddenly, the boy perked up as a young girl came into the room. The teacher smiled as he shook the girls hand gently, the girls eyes were a brilliant shade of baby blue.

"Hello class, I would like you all to meet Mary Pepper, her family just moved to Gotham from Smallville, so please, make her feel at home." Mrs. Gussy said as she sat back down at her desk. "The rest of the hour is free study, children."

This was not from the eyes of are usual protagonist, no, this was from the eyes of Bruce Wayne, who was only twelve years old with a quiet personality. Mary smiled at Bruce as she took the empty seat next to him, she held out her hand to the man as her smile only grew wider.

"Hi! I'm Mary, whats your name?" Mary asked as she was practically bursting with energy and enthusiasm, a rare thing to see in Gotham.

"I'm Bruce Wayne." Bruce said as he smiled at the incredibly short girl. "So your from Smallville, right? Whats it like in the country side?"

Mary didn't seem the slightest bit fazed when she heard Bruce's name, most people would hug him out of pity or walk away. But this girl wasn't like them. "Its cool, lots of dirt and farms." Mary chirped as she kept that adorable smile on her face.

Bruce raised an eyebrow to Marys excitement, most people weren't exactly peachy in Gotham, ever since Martha and Thomas Wayne's deaths the city seemed to grow sadder and sadder with every passing day. No smiling, no laughing, no enthusiasm, just enough depression for everyone to soak in as storm clouds seemed to always make Gotham look dead. "What are you so happy about?" Bruce finally asked as he snapped out of his thoughts.

Mary seemed to look saddened by Bruce's question, but the smile never left her face. "Well Bruce, no one seems happy here, not even a single smile. So I want to smile for everyone to see that its okay to smile, were all human beings, right? So why is everyone acting like the worlds going to end? I already know about what happened four years ago, but we need to smile in there memories, to show them that this city can move on and be able to succeed in life." Bruce starred at the girl in wonder, he had never heard anyone talk so freely about the accident like this young lady, everyone would avoid saying there names or even talking about it. But Mary...

Mary suddenly hopped out of her seat as the bell rang throughout the school, signaling the end of the day. Bruce walked outside, and smiled. He ignored the look of shock on Alfred's face as he got into the limousine. He was happy for once.

FOUR YEARS LATER

Mary sighed as she sat on her bed, Bruce hadn't been acting right as of late, which was very unlike him, considering that he and Mary were best friends. The phone rang as Mary thought, she grabbed the phone and smiled as she saw that it was Bruce on the other end.

"Hello?" Mary asked as she shivered when she heard hard breathing on the other end.

"Mary?" Bruce asked as the pain was only growing more and more severe.

"Bruce? Bruce! Whats wrong, are you hurt?" Mary said as fear creep-ed into her voice.

"Mary, there was an... accident. I was coming home from Yoga practice when a gang of teens attacked me, I need help, but the Gotham police isn't here yet, I'm bleeding too much in a cut in my leg, I'm gonna pass out." Bruce gasped.

"Oh my god, stay calm Bruce, just tell me where you are and I'll be there in a few minutes." Mary said as she started to open her window that lead to the roof. She couldn't tell her parents about this, they would say that it wasn't safe.

"Okay, okay, I'm in the alleyway by the diner on Grist Street." Bruce explained as he felt light headed. "M-Mary..." Bruce whispered as he blacked out from a hit to the head from the fight.

Mary jumped rooftops as she neared Grist Street, her heart was telling her to keep running while her brain said to stop and calm down, her heart won. She slid down a drainage pipe as her acrobatics training kicked in through the adrenalin rush of worry and fear. She ran through the streets until she reached the spot that Bruce said he was at. A groan caused her to turn around and nearly faint when she saw Bruce's leg, it was covered in blood with a large gash being seen through the jeans rip from the knife that caused the disaster. Mary quickly leaned Bruce on her side as she stood up, supporting the young billionaire.

"Why didn't you call Alfred, dummy?" Mary asked as Bruce awoke to try and limp to help her walk easier.

"I-i thought that y-you'd get here so-sooner." Bruce wheezed as he spoke, trying everything in his power to stay awake for Mary.

Mary silently awed at the level of trust Bruce had placed in her, he rarely trusted anyone other then Alfred, especially when it came to getting into a fight, which was a nasty habit of Bruce's. "Y-you... trust me that much?" Mary asked as she helped Bruce into a clinic nearby.

"I always have Mary." Bruce whispered as he finally knocked out, thankfully, doctors were already there to catch him. Mary smiled widely as she sat down in the otherwise vacant waiting room.

Bruce trusted her.

TWELVE YEARS LATER

A phone rang throughout Wayne Manor as Bruce ran to receive the call, he had been waiting for news from Mary for hours. She had gotten married while he was off on his worldwide training, but the two never lost contact with each other. He didn't dare tell her about becoming Batman, he knew that Mary could become a target if such a thing as his identity were to be found out. He picked up the call as he waited for news from Mary, who was eight and a half months pregnant and giving birth.

"Hello Bruce." John said as he smiled warmly on the other side. "Mary wanted me to call you and tell you that the babies been born, here, she wants to talk to you."

Bruce smiled as he heard Mary breath from the other side, he had always wanted to marry her when he was younger, but knew if he ever did become Batman that Mary would not fit into the equation. "Bruce." Mary whispered as she held the small baby. "Its a boy."

Bruce smirked as he already knew deep down that it would be a boy. "Does he have your eyes?" Bruce asked, he really hoped so.

"Yes, he even has my outrageously thick hair. I just hope isn't short like me and stubborn like John." Mary said as she silently feared the very idea of that combination. "I have something to ask of you Bruce, would you be his godfather?"

Bruce gasped, he never thought that she'd want HIM to be the child's godfather. Mary lived in the circus now with Johns relatives, so he'd rarely, if ever, see the child. "A-are you sure Mary?" Bruce asked.

"Bruce, you've trusted me with your life more then once, the least I can do is trust Richards life in you. I just pray that it'll never come to that type of situation, no offense." Mary said as she held her baby a bit tighter, she had an awful feeling that something was going to go wrong.

Bruce frowned as a similar feeling grew in his gut, he knew that something could easily go wrong in the acrobat business, but something just felt... wrong. "It'll be okay Mary, I'm sure that he'll be fine with you as his mother." A sudden noise made Bruce turn around to see the clock. "Oh shit, I have to go, sorry Mary. I'll see you soon!"

"Goodbye Bruce!" Mary said as she hung up.

That was the last time Bruce ever talked to Mary Grayson, the sweet girl who made Bruce come out of his shell when he was twelve.

FOUR YEARS LATER

A collection of screams could be heard as the rope suspending Mary and Johnathan Grayson snapped, causing them to plummet into the ground in front of there son along with the boys uncle, cousin, and aunt. The boy screamed as he dashed towards there bodies through the panicked crowd. The child collapsed in tears as he laid next to his mothers body in particular, she was gone, they all were. A hand covered the Dicks shoulder as he looked up at Bruce Wayne, a man his mother had talked about all the time.

"T-there d-d-dead." Dick whispered as he looked up at the giant of a man. "W-why?" The boy asked.

Bruce looked down at Mary's body before whispering. "I don't know... but I do know that I'm going to help you through this. Lets go."

Richard hesitated before grabbing Bruce's hand and following him away from the blood pools of his parents. He couldn't help but wonder who Bruce really was or where they were going, but that didn't matter.

What mattered was that he was safe now.

A/N: Wow, I really got carried away with this, but I've heard that in some fanfictions people make Bruce be friends with Robins parents. I really disliked the ending but i really couldn't think of anything for the end except that I wanted Robin to be at the end during his families murder. But yeah, the other bat siblings for this AU are already adopted by Bruce Wayne but I just didn't add them because I'm a lazy bum. Oh well! R&R please!

~Supercasey