Bruce: 46

Dick: 29

Lilly: 25

Conner: 24

Jason: 22

Tim: 19

Damian: 13

Crisis pt 1

"Well are you sure you're reading it right?" Conner asked. We were sitting on t he rim of the bathtub in the bathroom of our home. Across the bathroom counter seven pregnancy tests were laid in a row, each with the same result.

"I don't think there's a wrong way to read them." I laughed, reaching out for the nearest one. "Besides, they all say the same thing." I held the thin plastic wand between two of my fingers and stared down at the blue plus sign.

"Conner? Lilly? Is everything alright?" Kara knocked on the bathroom door.

"Ah, yeah Kar, just give us a minute." Conner called back to her. "Lil?...Lilly are you alright?"

"I'm just...in shock." I placed the test back in line with the others. "We have to tell her. We have to tell everyone. Clark, Lois, Bruce, Alfred, the boys..."

"Alright." Conner chuckled. "Take it easy. We'll tell them all, but why don't we get you to a doctor first. Make sure you have everything you need?"

"Yeah, I'll call Doctor T. I can't look at these things anymore." I got to my feet and exited the bathroom. While doing so, I almost bumped into Kara.

"Sorry." She murmured, bobbing as I weaved. "Just trying to brush my teeth."

"No it's alright, I have a phone call I have to make." I slipped into the room I shared with my husband.

"Well, Kara is excited." Conner said as he entered the bedroom a few minutes later. "She got into the bathroom before I could hide the tests. What did the doctor say?"

"She said she can see me later on tonight, to call her the minute I touched down Gotham."

"Touch down?" Conner repeated. "We'll just take the zeta, it'll take twenty minutes tops."

"Con, hun, I don't think I'm suppose to use the zeta in my, um, condition."

"Right." He nodded. "Hadn't thought of that. So how are we going to get to Gotham tonight?"

"I'll have to call Alfred and ask him to send the jet, which of course means telling Al why I need the jet."

"Maybe you don't have to." Conner had a sudden thought.

"Well Alfred isn't going to send the jet without knowing why I want it."

"But we don't have to ask Alfred to send the jet."

"Okay..." I cinched my eyebrows together not really following. "How do you propose we get the jet without telling Alfred?"

"Well isn't Hal on the approved pilot's list for the jet?" Conner asked.

"Yeah...Bruce added him years ago in case the League ever needed it." I confirmed.

"And as an approved pilot, he has access to the jet pretty much whenever he wants."

"Conner, Hal Jordon doesn't own me any favors. So I highly doubt he'd swipe Bruce's jet just to sneak me into town."

"But he does own me one. And your my wife, so my favor is our favor." Conner kissed my forehead. "And it's not swiping the jet, it belongs to your family."

"And my jet is your jet." I smiled.

"Please let me call Hal?"

"Fine, but I highly doubt he'll be willing to drop everything in his life to fly us a few hours in the jet."


"I can't believe you dropped everything to fly us for a few hours, Hal." I thanked the Green Lantern pilot as my husband and I were about to exit the plane.

"It's no trouble Lilly, really." Hal smiled as he leaned on the doorframe that led to the cockpit. "When Conner said y'all needed help surprising Bruce Wayne, well I couldn't resist. Bruce's always bragging about knowing everything and being the world's greatest detective, it'll be nice to have him be surprised for once. Just don't tell him I'm the one who flew you over here."

"We'll do our best, but he might figure it out when he pulls out the charter to see who checked out the plane."

"Well I'll be safe for the first few hours at least. That'll give me enough time to zeta home." Hal laughed.

"Thank you again." Conner said shaking his hand.

"Really it was no trouble." Hal assured him. "I wasn't doing much of anything tonight anyway. I'm sorry kids but I've got to head out, I have to meet Superman up at the Watchtower."

We said goodbye to Hal and took an airport taxi to the Hospital. Doctor Thompkins met us in her office. The same office she told Dick, Jim Gordon and I that Barb would never walk again.

"So, basically what we're going to do today is take a simple blood test. I'll bring it downstairs for a rush order and we have the results in say...an hour?"

"Seems simple enough." I agreed. The blood test went quickly Conner and I were in and out of the hospital after only twenty minutes. When we left Dr. T promised to call us immediately after she got the results.

"Where to now?" Conner asked when we stood outside of the hospital. "We could go out for dinner...or..."

"Or we could go see the family?"

"I mean Alfred's cooking is better than any restaurant so I was hoping..."

We hailed another cab and it drove us to the gate at the end of the driveway. I quickly keyed in my security code and we began the walk up the drive way.

"Hang on there beautiful." In one sweeping motion Conner lifted me off my feet and started carrying me up the driveway.

"Is this really necessary?" I asked, not particularly minding the special treatment.

"Look if you shouldn't be taking the zetatube, you probably shouldn't be walking up your dad's big long driveway."

"Somehow I think those two things vary in severity."


"Ring the doorbell would you?" Conner asked, setting me down on my feet at the front door.

"I can't even remember the last time I came in through the front door." I said before pushing the doorbell. There was barking from inside the house as we waited for an answer.

"Titus, quiet." Someone snapped before they wretched the door open. "Lillian? Where did you...how did you? Why are you using the front door?" It was Damian. He was standing with the door clutched in his left hand, staring at Conner and I. "And you brought your husband, wonderful. Well, come inside before you further upset the dog."

"Is anyone else home little bird?" I asked as we entered the house.

"Pennyworth is in the kitchen and father is in the basement. Are they expecting you?" The young boy demanded as he secured the front door.

"Not unless Bruce is monitoring the family jet." Conner mumbled. I swung my arm out to elbow him in the ribs, but he dodged. "Hey you could break a bone doing that." He warned me softly. "You have to be more careful."

"Something's going on with you two..." Damian said narrowing his eyes. "I don't know what it is, but I'll figure it out. Come Titus." The boy left us standing in the hall as he took the stairs two at a time.

"Should we go say hi to Bruce?" Connor asked.

"Nah, if he's in the cave this early into the night he must have some serious work to do. Let's go see Alfred first." Gripping my husband's hand, I pulled him into the kitchen where Alfred would no doubt be preparing dinner. Sure enough Alfred was bent over the oven checking the temperature of his roast.

"Knock, knock!" I called as we entered the kitchen. The butler looked up in surprise when he heard my voice.

"Miss Lillian, Mr. Kent! What a pleasant surprise!" Shoving the roast back in the oven. Alfred walked over to greet us. "Master Wayne must have been so pleased to see you!"

"Actually, Bruce doesn't know we're here. He doesn't even know we were coming." I explained releasing Alfred from a hug.

"How odd, I thought Master Bruce was working downstairs. He must not have made it down there." Alfred said, mostly to himself.

"Oh no, Damian said he was down there." Conner confirmed. I shot him a warming look.

"Well then I am confused." Alfred looked between Conner and I.

"Can you keep a secret Al?" I asked resting my head on my hands and leaning in on the counter.

"It seems to be my duty in this household Miss."

"Hal Jordon took us in the jet." I whispered even though I knew Bruce and Damian couldn't hear me.

"I see." Alfred smiled. Apparently, like Hal, Alfred enjoyed surprising Bruce once in awhile too. "Master Bruce has been rather busy this past week. It seems the Justice League has a difficult case. Perhaps, you should surprise him downstairs."

We found Bruce sitting at the bat computer with several files open on the desktop. He heard our footsteps as we neared the bottom of the staircase.

"Alfred, I don't need another coffee and Damian, you really should be doing your homework." Bruce really must be concentrating on that case because there's no way he could have mistake Conner's banging steps for either Alfred or Damian.

"Good thing we're not Dami and Alfred then." I called out to the cave as we approached the computer. Bruce spun around in his chair. He looked truly surprised to see Conner and I standing there.

"Mr. and Mrs. Kent!" Bruce greeted as he rose from the chair. "Maybe I do need another coffee because I didn't even hear the zetatube." Bruce flicked his eyes back to the screen and then glared at us. "You didn't take the zetatube. That's why I didn't hear it. Damian programmed the batcomputer to give me a pop-up notification whenever the zetatube's been activated. Did Clark fly you over? Is that why you didn't use the zetatube?"

"No!" Conner and I rushed to assure him.

"We took the jet." Conner explained, throwing an arm around my shoulders.

"The jet...my jet?" In seconds Bruce was hovering over the bat computer controls, clicking and typing. He quickly pulled up the flight log for the Wayne family jet and scanned the more recent names. "Jordon." The Batman growled. With a few more strokes of the keyboard Bruce had pulled up his profile on Hal Jordon and was scanning the file for the lantern's number.

"Dad, Leave Hal alone! We just wanted to make a surprise visit. You know normal kids surprise their parents with visits."

"Since when do you care what normal kids do?" Bruce crossed his arms but I could tell he was no longer upset. "I don't like surprises."

"I know." I said walking towards him. "but I was hoping you could make an exception, just this once?"

"The Batman doesn't make exceptions." A familiar voice laughed as it echoed over to us.

"Dick!" My older brother and I may have been full grown adults by then, but my face still lit up every time I saw him.

"This must be some case if Bruce called you and Conner in on it. Is Tim coming over too?" The acrobat asked excitedly. "This will be great, it's been so long since we've all worked on a case together!"

"Tim is not coming." Bruce said firmly. "And Conner and Lillian are not here about the case. They've shown up as a surprise."

"Oh." Dick didn't really understand why Bruce was upset. He and his siblings were always zetaing in and out of the manor, most often unannounced. "But they take the zeta all the time..."

"They took the jet." Bruce sighed.

"How did they get that thing out of the cave without you noticing? I thought it was still in pieces from Damian's last upgrade."

"The other jet."

"Oooh." Now Dick understood, Bruce hated to be the last one to know things. "Well they're here now," Dick pointed out unnecessarily. "So, why don't we all head upstairs and have some dinner?"

"You don't have to tell me twice!" Conner smiled.


"Is someone's phone ringing at the dinner table?" Alfred looked around the room accusingly. We were about half-way through dinner and someone's phone was indeed ringing.

"It's mine." I told everyone apologetically. glancing down at my phone I saw that it was Dr. Thompkins office calling me. "I'm really sorry, but I have to take this." Excusing myself from the table, I ran out into the hall and answered the phone.

"Lillian Wayne?"

"Yeah. I'm here Dr. T." I told her as I walked down the hall and locked myself in Bruce's study.

"Lilly, I have your test results here. Are you ready to hear them." I nodded before realizing that the doctor couldn't see me through the phone.

"Yes." I managed to get out nervously.

"You were right, you are pregnant. Congratulations."

"I am? I'm going to have a...a baby?"

"Yes. You are. Assuming that is that you want to..."

"Yes. Yes I want to keep it." I assured her.

"Alright. There's a few things I'd like to go over with you then, what vitamins to take, good things to eat, things to avoid. Talk to your husband and we'll set up another appointment where we can meet and go over all of that. For now, some immediate instructions. Hang up the cape, for the next nine months at least. That one should go without much explanation, you don't want to risk damaging your body anymore. Now, with all the physical abuse your body's taken from the years of crusading, you'll need to be extremely careful. Any unnecessary stress could terminate your pregnancy during these early stages. Understood?"

"Got it."

"Alright, I'll let you got then so you can share the happy news with your family. Tell Bruce congratulations from me."

"Will do Dr. T. Thank you."

"Lilly!" Conner was wondering at the end of the hall looking for me when I stepped out of Bruce's study. I walked over to him, anticipating his question. "So are we..."

"Going to be a mother and a father?" I finished for him. "Yes." Conner's face lit up like Christmas morning.

"That's...that's wonderful."His overjoyment was short lasting as his face faded to a more neutral expression. "You'll be staying here then."

"Staying the night you mean? Sure I mean there's no way we'll be able to fly back to Kansas tonight anyway, but I'm not staying without you."

"No I didn't mean staying the night." His tone was very serious. "While you were on the phone, Bruce's watch started beeping. He said it was an alarm he set up at the watchtower? Everyone went downstairs to check it out."

"Well let's go check it out then. The alarm could be nothing. It goes off a lot more than you think."

In the cave a fully suited Dick and a fully suited Bruce were talking in serious tones to Damian and Alfred, suggesting the alarm may have been more critical than I'd thought.

"What's going on?" I asked. "Conner said the Watchtower alarm was going off?"

"Yes." Bruce confirmed. "The League needs all hands on deck so the two of you suit up quickly." Conner and I kept spare suits in the cave for when situations such as this arose.

"They'll have to find out one way or another, might as well be now." Conner said before running off to change.

"What did he mean by...no I don't have time to play games. Change now, we'll talk later." Bruce growled from under his cowl.

"I'm not going." I told Bruce firmly. "Or I should say, I can't go."

"Batgirl, I just said I don't have time to play games. You have suits in there, and all hands on deck means all hands on deck."

"Father I..." Damian started to say something.

"All adult hands." Bruce corrected himself. That was when I knew that something was really wrong at the watch tower, Bruce thought the situation was dangerous to bring Damian into.

"Bruce I really can't. It's not that I don't want to. I actually can't because...because I'm..." I couldn't bring myself to say it. Not because I didn't believe it, but because it didn't feel like the right time. I had imagined telling them during a nice quiet dinner. Not like this, seconds before my family leapt into action.

"She's pregnant." Conner said as he emerged from the changing room. "We were going to tell you, we just found out today. But we weren't planning on having a crisis in the middle of it. All hands on deck right? We have to go."

"He's right," The Batman agreed. "We'll talk about this when I get home." With those words my father, my older brother and my husband left for the watchtower.