The next morning I woke up in an incredibly big room wrapped up in silk sheets. Yawning as I sat up I contemplated everything that happened. After Bruce and forged some family papers I had carried Emma up to the mansion and laid her on a couch until she woke up. Bruce and I had agreed that it would be best if Emma didn't know who they were, just yet anyway. When she woke up I told her that we were going to stay at the Wayne home for a little while. Luckily she was so excited by the idea that she didn't even ask why.

Standing up from the incredibly comfy bed I pulled on a robe and went to a small door. Emma and I had been put into a suite that interconnected two bedrooms so we could be close to each other. Going through the door I saw Emma fast asleep on the much too big for her bed. Coming up to her side I brushed some hair away from her face waking her up.

"Morning baby, did you sleep well." She shrugged her shoulders a little bit sitting up stretching like a kitten.

"After a bit, this place is really big." I nodded in understanding, the both of us were use to sleeping in our cozy little apartment. This mansion was like trying to fall asleep in a cathedral. We heard a knocking at the door and a voice call out.

"Man requesting permission to enter the lady's room." Laughing a little bit I called out to Alfred it was safe to come in. The elderly Brit came in baring a small bag smiling at the two of us.

"Good morning Heartly's I've come to inform you that breakfast is being served, and to deliver these." Confused I took the bag and peered inside, it was an outfit in Emma's size. Looking at Alfred I asked him.

"What are these for Alfred?" He looked at us seeming surprised that we didn't know the answer to that.

"Why they are young Miss Emma's new school uniform. I've been instructed that Miss Emma will be attending Gotham Prep." I reeled in shock, Gotham Prep was the biggest, richest prep school in the state. Only the wealthiest of the wealthy sent they're kids there. Alfred must have sensed that I wasn't going to take this well because he graciously excused himself. Emma looked up at me and the bag I now held with big eyes.

"Momma do I really need to change schools?" Her voice told me she wasn't happy, and I wasn't either.

"Don't worry babe I'll find out about this. For now just get changed into these and then come downstairs. You remember how to find the dining room right?" She nodded at me and I gave her a kiss on the forehead then rushed out of the room robe and all. Quickly enough I found the dining room with Bruce and Tim already sitting helping themselves to all the eggs and sausage they could eat.

"Who in the world do you think you are?" I practically screeched at Bruce. The two of them looked at each other in an expectant way. Tim looked at me then back at Bruce before speaking.

"Told you she'd take it well." He said voice dripping with saracsim. Bruce cracked a small smile before turning to me taking in my robe and bedhead with an amused stare.

"Your referring to the school I'm assuming." I stormed up to the side of his chair hands on my hips.

"You'd assume correctly, Gotham Prep Bruce? Why on earth would Emma ever go to Gotham Prep?" Bruce regarded me with a cool gaze not showing at all if he was fazed by my outburst. He gestured to the chair beside him and waited for me to sit before he answered me.

"Besides that it is a much better school then the rickety P.S school she was going to, it'll be much safer. It's the same school Tim goes to if something goes wrong he'll be close by." Looking over to Tim, sure enough he was wearing a school uniform complete with blazer and tie. Looking back at Bruce I remembered why I was so angry.

"That's not the point Bruce. You can't do something like this without consulting me first. You may be the world's greatest detective, but I'm Emma's mother I decide what's best for her." I was about to add more when I heard the door swing open. All three of us glanced over and saw Emma there in her new uniform, and I must say she looked adorable. Wearing a gray pleated skirt and white short sleeve button up with a matching gray blazer, along with a girl's neck tie that hand the school colors on it. That and white socks that reached her knees and a pair of black Mary Janes on her feet. She had even pulled her hair into to two ponytails. Looking a little shy she came up to the table and took a seat next to Tim.

"So do I really have to go to this school momma?" Glancing at Bruce for a brief moment I looked at my daughter and answered her.

"Yes baby you really do. Don't worry though it's Tim's school too, so you'll know somebody there." She nodded a little sadly and commenced to eating breakfast. After I'd eaten I went back to my room and changed into some real clothes. Eventually Alfred called out that it was time for him to drive the kids to school, and I insisted to ride along. I'd never not seen Emma off to school before and that wasn't about to change now, but what was surprising was that Bruce came too. The ride there was pretty quiet, surprisingly Emma didn't have that much to say. I'm pretty sure she was nervous, just nervous. Tim tried to help by explaining what a cool place it was, all the different clubs and teams that they had. I don't know how much it helped but it was sweet of him to try.

We got to the school and my breath caught in my throat. The place was huge and very beautiful with fresh clipped grounds and flower beds even the steps looked newly washed. It pained me to say it but Bruce was right it was better then that rickety P.S school. We got out of the car when Alfred opened the door and Emma looked up at the school with only one comment.

"Big." Nodding my head I got down on one knee to look my girl in the eye. She looked a little teary, I couldn't blame her either it was a big change.

"Look hon, I know it's a little scary but you be yourself and you'll do fine. Stay with Tim when you go in he'll make that you learn where to go." Emma just nodded and threw her arms around my neck I looked at Bruce and Time. Bruce was whispering to Tim something, I'm sure it was instructions on what to do if everything went to heck. When that was done Emma looked up at Tim with wide eyes and he smiled at her offering his hand. Which she took gratefully then she threw back her shoulders and they walked in together. I watched them until they disappeared into the building then turned back to the car when FLASH.

There was a camera in my face, I had to fight of the impulse to throw a punch at it. Before I knew it there were seven, or eight people from newspapers, magazines, and t.v shows tossing questions left and right. I was so stunned that I could only stand there in shock. Thankfully Bruce answered the vultures and fed them the story of his poor long lost cousins that he was trying to get to know better. Quickly he shuffled me into the car and we went straight back to the Mansion. I looked at him with an amazed look from my seat.

"How in the world do you deal with that?" He looked at me with a little half grin and replied simply.

"A lot of practice. I'm happy for the media coverage, it'll make the people I'm after think twice about coming after you." That made sense, if I was a relative of Bruce Wayne that made me and Emma valuable in the public eye. If something happened to us now a lot of people would talk and investigate it.

When we got back to the Mansion Alfred turned on the tv in the living room. There was a news story about me and Emma. Well actually about Bruce taking in me and Emma. Alfred listened to the clip of Bruce selling the story and looked at us.

"Excellent performance Master Bruce." Bruce tossed a careless 'thanks Alfred' and I found a seat on a couch to watch for a bit. Then I saw the date on the corner of the screen and froze.

"Oh, my gosh is it really Friday!" I nearly shouted, Alfred looked at me stunned with the outburst.

"Why yes Miss Heartly it is." Looking at Bruce a little embarrassed I asked.

"Could I have a phone? I need to call somebody." He nodded his head and passed me a cell phone, which he explained was untraceable and thus safe for me to use. Sighing as I began to dial I thought about how guilty I felt. I was calling on the day of my date to cancel with Greg. Ohhh, boy is this going to be awkward.

There we are. Ashylin is getting use to living under Bat protection and Emma needs to adjust as well. Please Review and tell me what you think.