Chpt.21

Jason sighed as he ran his fingers through his hair, looking at the computer screen.

"That idiot." He grumbled as he closed the laptop and looked over at Livy who was bandaging up one of the kids from the town.

The entire town didn't know of him, but they sure knew of Livy. The girl had helped a man who was injured, and Jason was alright with her bringing the man to the house to help him.

Soon men, women and children were showing up at the house during various parts of the day with injuries that Livy was happy to help treat.

Jason didn't mind. Livy enjoyed healing people, and she hated being bored so this was something for her to do.

"Mèsi." Thank you. The kid said in Antillean Creole and smiled at Livy.

"De rien." You're welcome. Livy said in French, smiling back at the kid. She wasn't the best at Antillean Creole, but French was close enough to it that she understood what some people were saying and they understood her.

The kid left, feeling better and healthier than before, and Jason turned to Livy.

"Hey, Livy, Kor'i and I are going to be away for about three days." Jason informed to Livy. "I promise that we will be back as soon as we can, but an old friend of mine decided to be an idiot and I have to save his butt." Livy nodded her head.

"Alright."

"Do you think you'll be okay on your own?" Jason inquired, and Livy smiled.

"Yeah, I'll be fine. but can I still help people if they come to the door?" Livy questioned and Jason smiled at her.

"Sure thing Little Red." He chuckled.

Kor'i and Jason dressed into their costumes and Jason waved as they left.

Jason took in a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly. He needed to keep his mind on the mission.

Dammit why is he such a dumbass. Jason thought sourly, thinking of his red headed friend.

~*~*~*~*~Three Days Later~*~*~*~*~

Roy grunted and winced as he felt Jason touch the massive cut on his back.

"That jail didn't go so easy on you, huh?" Jason questioned and Roy just chuckled.

"If you think the jails in the states are bad, jails in Qurac make them look like a freakin' holiday inn." Jason rolled his eyes and Kor'i cleared her throat.

"Jason." She stated, calling for him to follow her, and Jason grinned.

"I'm coming Kor'i." he smiled, then turned to Roy with a smug look on his face. "Go up the road and you should see a house to the right near the beach. Knock on the door, and say you need some medical help." Jason informed, and then went off with Kor'i.

Roy followed Jason's directions and entered the house.

"I need medical help!" he exclaimed, looking around the house. "Hello?" he walked around the house, looking for someone. "Is anyone home?"

All of a sudden, a little girl, Livy, popped her head up from a pile of blankets on the couch.

"You need help?" she questioned and Roy nodded his head. Livy grabbed a chair and had Roy sit down, and she took a look at the cut on her back.

The girl ran into the bathroom and returned shortly with a medical kit.

"So where's the doctor? Is it your mom or dad?" Roy questioned and Livy shook her hand.

"I'm a nurse." Roy chuckled as he patted her head.

"A nurse. That's cute. But seriously, where's the doctor?"

"I am a nurse." Livy stated sternly.

"You can't be a nurse. How old are you, five? Six?" Livy glared at the man.

"I'm nine and I am a nurse, and as a nurse, I have to help heal your cut, so shut up and let me work." Roy laughed at the girl.

"Aw, you're so cute talking like you're an ad- OW!"

"Woops." Livy smirked. "Did I forget to tell you that I'm cleaning out your cut with Iodine? It stings a little. I'm so sorry that I didn't give you a heads up." She said sarcastically as she dabbed at the wound.

"Stupid brat." Roy muttered.

"What did you call me?" Livy growled. Roy didn't have time for kids after being stuck in a hell hole for what seemed like years.

"A stupid brat. You're an idiot for calling yourself a nurse when you're not, now, where are your parents?" Roy stated and Livy scowled at him.

"I am a nurse, and I'm not an idiot. Don't talk to me like that." Livy growled, but Roy continued to laugh at her.

"You talk like you have authority. I have friends in high places, little girl. Very high places."

"I don't care about your friends." Livy stated highly. "My boss could easily kill allyour friends."

"Ha! I doubt it little gi- AH! GOD!"

"Don't be a baby, I'm stitching up your cut." Livy stated as she pulled the needle out of his skin.

"This stitches are pretty damn deep." Roy grunted.

"You said I was stupid." Livy shrugged. "Only a stupid nurse would make really deep stitches." She smirked.

"You damn bi- AH! QUIT IT!" Roy exclaimed as Livy made another deep stitch.

"If you speak nicer to me, I may get smarter and make your stitches less painful."

"Nice to a little brat like- AH! FINE! YOU'RE A GREAT NURSE! WONDERFUL!" Roy exclaimed.

"Why thank you." Livy smiled as she made a less painful stitch. "Took you long enough."

The door handled jiggled and Jason walked into the room, his hair ruffled from Starfire.

"Miss me?" he smiled.

"Hardly." Roy grunted.

"JASON!" Livy exclaimed as she dropped what she was doing and ran up to hug him. "I missed you so much!" Jason grinned and hugged her back.

"I missed you too." He looked up at Roy and smirked. "I see you met my friend Roy."

"He's very rude." Livy pouted. Jason chuckled and nodded his head.

"Yes, I know." Roy couldn't keep his thoughts to himself.

"Oh my God Jason! You actually knocked someone up and took responsibility for the kid?" Jason shot the man a glare.

"No. This is my nurse, Livy."

"A legit nurse?" Roy questioned skeptically.

"Yup." Jason nodded, then turned to Livy. "I think Starfire is on the beach, you should go see her, I'm sure she'll be happy to see you too."

"Okay." Livy smiled, and skipped out of the house.

"So she isn't your kid?" Roy questioned and Jason pinched the bridge of his nose.

"I don't know. She's just a kid I found in Gotham, but the way she looks and acts make people think she's related to me." Roy gave him a look.

"It's not hard to get someone pregnant Jason. Especially in Gotham."

"Roy, I'm usually careful about that kind of stuff." Jason stated. However, his face dropped as he started to think. "But…"

"But?" Roy questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"There was this one girl." Jason sighed. "I really loved her, Roy. I may have forgotten to use protection with her. Her name was Indira." Jason paused, thinking about the woman, but then shook his head. "But Livy looks nothing like her. I mean, Indira was Puerto Rican. Livy's skin is only slightly darker than mine."

"Jason, Livy may not look Puerto Rican, but she looks a lot like you. Not all kids look like both parents."

Jason shook his head, still not wanting to think about a possibility of Livy being his daughter.

"I'll just look into it." He stated.

"What are you going to do if she really is your kid?" Roy questioned and Jason let his question sink in for a moment.

"I… don't know."