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They settled into an odd little family unit after that. Katherine vehemently refused to go back to the house she and Red had shared all those years ago, so they had taken up temporary residence at Wayne Manor with Bruce. After a week of feeling like they were imposing, she insisted they stay in the Cave until another solution could be found.

They hadn't met all of the Team yet, and Superboy and Jaime had been very concerned to find Katherine, Red, and Damian sitting on the sofa a week later.

"Who are you?" Superboy asked.

Red looked away from Lian to flash a smile to Conner, "Hey, long time no see!"

"What are you doing here?" He asked, and Jaime was just trying to place the red head.

Katherine put Lian in Damian's arms and stood up gracefully. She pinned Conner with a bright smile as she walked towards him, "You must be Conner." She folded her arms around the stunned clone, "I've been wondering when we would run into you. Clark said you'd been busy, but I didn't realize it would be a week before we'd finally meet." She let him go, still smiling as she held out a hand, "I'm Katherine Harper, Red's wife, and a long time friend of Clark's."

"Clark's friend." Connor echoed.

She giggled, "He may lack a certain way with words, but he does have friends."

"I see you've met Connor." Clark said dryly hours later when he came to check on her. It was well after midnight, and Katherine was the only one still awake.

Connor and Jaime were asleep on two of the sofas, Damian the same curled up against Katherine's side. She smiled at her friend, "He's a tough nut to crack."

Clark smirked, "Tell me about it."

Katherine eased her brother off of her and stood, covering him with a blanket. "Don't get mad at me for saying this, but you all are hurting them."

"What?" Clark exclaimed, narrowing his eyes at the young woman.

She glared back at him, "Don't look at me like that. You all are treating them like weapons. Like they're your own private hit squad to do things you don't feel deserve your attention." Clark opened his mouth, but she held up her hand, "Hear me out, Clark." He gestured for her to continue, "That's fine. I'm not knocking that, but in all of your high mindedness, you're forgetting something very important." She looked at the trio of sleeping boys, "They're children, Clark. They need parents, not overseers. They don't feel like they can trust you with their feelings."

Clark shook his head, "No, I've made progress with Conner. We're getting closer."

She shook her head as well, "Did he tell you about M'gann? About what happened?" Clark shook his head again, at a loss as to what she was getting at, "He told me. I met him just a few hours ago, but he told me. Know why? Because I'm not someone who's evaluating him on his every move. Damian and I are the first people the poor kid's had contact with that know all about who and what he is, but aren't members of the League. They didn't tell me this outright, but I got it by the fact that the moment Red went to put Lian down, they started actually talking to me about more than missions. They don't feel like they can entrust their personal issues to you all, not even to Red. They are terrified that you will pass judgment on them for what they feel."

"What can we do?" Clark asked, wondering why Katherine wasn't a therapist.

Katherine sighed, "I don't know, Clark. I'm not sure there's anything you can do. I want to stay here. I think I can help them. They need someone to talk to. I've only really spent time with the two of them, but if the others are anything like this, then you League members are lucky you aren't having more problems."

"So you want to be their den-mother? Red Tornado lives here, and Black Canary already works with them." Clark posed hesitantly.

"Yes, I want to be their den-mother!" Katherine exclaimed brightly, "The android isn't the best at gauging human emotions, especially adolescent emotions, and Black Canary is a member of the League. Don't worry about me. I'd already decided I'm not going back to work. I'd hit a wall there anyway. I was going to just spend all my time with Lian and Damian, but you know me, I'm a multi-tasker!"

Clark mulled the idea over, "That's great, but you do realize that some of these 'kids' are older than you are, don't you?"

"It occurred to me, but some of them are much younger than even Damian is." She shot a pointed look to Connor, "Please, Clark, ask the League." Katherine threw her arms around the Kryptonian. "Please?"

"I'll ask." He conceded, looking at the sleeping boys, "Should we move them?"

"Nah," Katherine said with a fond smile, "let them be. Sometimes, it's nice to wake up on a sofa. It keeps the memories of the night before at the front of the mind."

Clark cringed, "That sounded so wrong."

Heaving a huge sigh, Katherine said, "Nope, not like that. Besides, no funny business so soon after the baby. I'm not even allowed to start working out again for another week. I'm convinced my doctor is out to ruin all the fun of finally having my family all together."

"I'm sure that's not her intention." Clark said dryly, walking to the exit. "I'll ask the League soon. For now, try to stay out of trouble."

"Always." She said blithely, going to the bedroom she and Red had commandeered. Red was asleep, curled around Lian. A broad smile overcame Katherine's face when she approached the bed. Lian was awake, her large blue eyes looking at the world around her, "What's up, baby girl?" Katherine asked softly as she lowered herself onto the bed on Lian's other side. Red grunted, and Katherine started to run her fingers through his his loose hair.

She'd been thinking a lot about what had happened at Cadmus. After lots of tests, there was nothing unusual about Lian, but something about the whole thing still set Katherine off balance. Damian. Why had they wanted him so badly? Yes, he was brilliant, and an incredible fighter, but there wasn't anything about him that a League member or five couldn't do. It worried her, but she couldn't keep it in the front of her mind. Damian had been really quiet before Connor and Jaime had come in, but he'd opened up to them quickly. He was happier at Mount Justice than he'd been in a long time. Red was too.

Even if she'd wanted to, she wouldn't have dared to drag them away. Photography had lost it's glamor anyway. She loved it, but making a career out of it wasn't as enjoyable as she had hoped. Tickling Lian's stomach, leaving her hand in Red's long hair, Katherine marveled at how her life had changed in the last five years. She could never have anticipated what would happen. She fell asleep, her knees and forehead up against Red's, a hand holding one of Lian's.

Up in the Watchtower, Clark posed Katherine's idea to his fellow League members. Over a comm. link, Wonder Woman was first to voice an opinion. "I don't like it. Can we even be sure we can trust them?"

Martian Manhunter, sitting next to her, said, "I'm sure M'gann has ensured that no more Cadmus controls are affecting the three."

"She has." Clark assured.

"I still disapprove." Diana said stubbornly.

Bruce stood beside Superman, "Katherine is my daughter, Diana." They'd been keeping that bit quiet before more testing had confirmed the original test. Not that Bruce had doubted it, she looked too much like both him and Selina.

The League members still on Rann gapped at him, "You are sure?" J'onn asked levelly.

Bruce nodded, "Very sure. Cadmus aged her after she was born so chronologically, she's only sixteen, but physically and mentally, Katherine is twenty three. Along with Red Arrow and their daughter, she and her brother spent the last week living with me. None of them gave any reason for me to distrust them. The boy needs training though."

Clark's eyes shot to Bruce, "What's wrong with Damian?"

Bruce ran footage he had obtained from the Cadmus facility. He shoved his sister into a closet, and charged at the approaching armed guards. In an impressive show of acrobatics, he flipped over the men, and once behind them, took one of them by the head. With a quick jerk, he snapped the man's neck before the other one had so much as blinked. Apparently armed with a scalpel, he slashed out, slitting the second man's throat. Standing up, he took guns off the men, dismantling one and putting the other into the waistband of his pants. Shoving both men to the wall, he opened the closet door, dragging his sister away.

"He needs to never do anything like that again." Bruce growled. Since finding out the boy's parentage, he had been obsessing over the footage, trying not to see the madness in Damian's face that had so often occupied Talia's.

Clark stared at the screen in horror, at the frozen image of the look on Damian's face. He had known that Damian was quick and skilled, but he'd had no idea just how lethal the teenaged boy was. He had killed two grown men without a noise being made.

"You want that in the cave with the Team?" John Stewart yelled, "Are you both crazy?"

Bruce gave an animalistic snarl, "He's not a thing, John. I don't believe he's a danger."

"Of course, your Robin's are trained the same way, are they not?" Diana snapped.

"I've never trained anyone to kill. He's young. He looks older, but the boy is only fourteen. I believe he over reacted while protecting his sister. They're very close." Bruce played another clip, of earlier in the night.

Katherine was sitting next to Red, Lian in her arms as they talked to Connor and Jaime, Damian on the floor, resting his head on her knee. Red got up, taking a fussy Lian and kissing Katherine before moving out of the frame. Damian jumped up, filling the vacated spot and curling up next to his sister like an overgrown house cat, a wide smile on his face. Katherine rolled her eyes, but put an arm over his shoulder. Conversation flowed easily between the siblings and Jaime, with some increased participation from Conner.

"I see why keeping him near will be helpful, but would your daughter not be safer somewhere else?" Hawkwoman posed.

Bruce almost smiled, "Katherine isn't helpless, Shayera." He pulled up the Cave video from two weeks earlier, when a pregnant Katherine pulled Nightwing off Damian, nearly breaking his arm. "Katherine proved then that she's not helpless, but I really have no idea what she's really capable of. I hear she's already chomping at the bit to start training again after having the baby."

Clark winced, "Yeah, she's going a little stir crazy." Bruce raised an eyebrow underneath his cowl, "As her father, you don't really want to know." He addressed the others, "It would be good for the Team to have someone they can talk to. Katherine would be perfect, she's always had a way with kids, and she's insanely protective. It'll work out, Damian can get some guidance, and maybe Red Arrow can find a place in the League."

"Any luck finding the original Speedy?" Wonder Woman asked.

Bruce shook his head, "Katherine was right when she told us where to find him, but when the Team went to rescue him, he'd been moved. We're still trying to track him, but at least we know for certain he's alive, there was recent footage still on the cameras."

"I propose that the Kyle-Harper family stay with the Team at the Cave. Red Tornado will monitor things. We can make further decisions at a later date should an incident occur." Martian Manhunter offered.

The vote went easily, and just like that, Bruce was ensured that both of his children would be nearby where he could keep an eye on them. He wished that they had stayed in the Wayne Manor with him, but he had gotten the impression that Katherine hated being a burden on Alfred. Before he disconnected the line, Diana smiled kindly at him, "You have a beautiful daughter, Bruce."

"Thank you." He said softly, ending the connection. He had a son too, but on the boy's request, that fact was staying just between the three of them. At least for now, but after doing what he was about to do, all bets were off. "I'll be back." He told Clark, heading towards the Zeta Tubes.

"Where are you going?" Clark asked.

"Its time I spoke with Selina." Bruce answered.

"Are you sure that's a good idea? I don't see that ending well." Clark cautioned.

"I have to, Clark." Bruce sighed, "I need to get over her." Clark gawked at him, "There's a thin line between love and hate, Clark, and I've never been sure what side I'm on. I have to figure it out. Thinking about it has been distracting me."

"Bruce, kids are distracting enough on their own. I'm not sure this will help."

Bruce gave a growl, he would never say what he was about to say to anyone but Clark. He was his only friend after all, "I know kids are distracting. I worry every day about Dick and Tim. I'll never forgive myself for what happened to Jason, but Selina, she takes over every part of my mind. I'm not sure how much longer I can keep myself from drowning in it. For Katherine and Damian's safety, this has to be done." Clark nodded because any other response would only serve to piss Bruce off, and watched with a heavy heart as his friend went to confront Catwoman.

"I'm going away for a while.
But I'll be back,
Don't try to follow me.
'Cause I'll return as soon as possible.
See, I'm trying to find my place,
But it might not be here where I feel safe.

We all learn to make mistakes,
And run from them, from them,
With no direction.
We'll run from them, from them,
With no conviction.

I'm just one of those ghosts,
Travelin' endlessly.
Don't need no roads.
In fact, they follow me,
And we just go in circles."

Misguided Ghosts
By: Paramore

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-Jenn