I don't own anything, but the twins and Liza.
Two months later:
Jason:
Jason wasn't even sure how he got dragged into his current situation, he was at one of Bruce's charity events in a monkey suit. He sighed as he remembered Bruce had played him by letting the twins spend the night and he was to drop them off during an event and told them to come dressed up so Alfred doesn't kill them. So when they arrived Bruce dragged them in the crowd and made sure get them evolved and disappeared with the twins.
Jason had just finished a conversation with a random guy he didn't know when he saw Liza was just sitting there in a white dress just staring at the full glass of champagne in front of her bored. "Bored?" Jason asked casually as he walked over to her.
"Just sitting here watching a bunch of rich snobs, minus your family of course, getting drunk on red wine and champagne while they talk trash about poor people," Liza said honestly and he sat down across from her.
"Interesting. I see you haven't touched your champagne," Jason inquired.
"I'm underage and I do not drink," Liza said and pushed the glass towards him and he excepted it and took a sip.
"Fair enough, oh, great here comes Bruce," Jason said and the last part was sarcasm as Bruce walked towards them.
Once Bruce made it to him Jason's gaze narrowed seeing the twins with and before he could ask where they were Bruce said,"The twins are with Selina, and Liza come with me, there's someone I want you to meet," and Liza stood up confused and followed Bruce into the crowd.
Jason sat there confused and that's when Damian appeared beside him and asked,"Where's Atlas?"
"Bruce wanted her to talk to someone and as soon as she gets back we'll be leaving," Jason said.
"Of course," Damian scoffed and Jason raised an eyebrow.
"What is that suppose to mean?" Jason asked.
"You're alone time at your house with Atlas can wait, Todd, I need to speak with her," Damian said bluntly and Jason's face went red at the realization of what his fourteen year old brother was implying and then realized Damian must of seen him and Liza sleeping the same bed.
"We're not together, Damian...I give up...Who does Bruce want Liza to meet?" Jason said getting frustrated.
"Harrison Wells, he's the founder of S.T.A.R. Labs and well Father wanted to repay Atlas for all she has done so he talked Wells into giving a internship at the labs and once she finishes college she'll get a job there easily," Damian said and Liza started heading there way, when it happened. A lady bumped into Liza and spilled red wine all over her and Liza quickly told her it was okay and walked towards them looking pale.
Once Liza reached them Jason stood up quickly seeing her violently shaking and she was looking at her dress. The most of the wine had hit her chest staining it a red color and Damian frowned. "I-I can't breathe," Liza muttered and Jason knew she was having an anxiety attack so he pulled her away from the crowd and made her look at him and not her dress. He had figured that the wine reminded her of the blood on her when she died and it triggered a anxiety attack.
"Liza, focus on me okay, not the dress," Jason said and glanced at Damian who was watching. Liza was still staring at the dress and was breathing heavily so Jason pulled her into a hug to keep distracted.
"Tell, Bruce, I'm taking Liza home and that she had a anxiety attack," Jason instructed and Damian left. Jason then released Liza from his hold and took her to the car and got her in and then started driving home.
Once they made it to the house the first thing Jason did was make her go change into some new clothes and he went and changed himself. Jason then walked into the living room after he changed into pajamas and saw Liza sitting on the couch in pajamas with her knees pulled up to her chest and her arms wrapped around her legs and her face buried into her legs.
He then walked over to her and sat beside her and said,"Enough lies, Eliza, tell me what happened." Jason knew that she died, but he wanted to here exactly what happened so he could at least see if he could help. Liza uncovered her face and looked at Jason with tears in her eyes.
"He impaled me through the chest...His sword went right though the heart and through my spine and out my back...It was the worst pain you could imagine, to feel something pierce your heart and separate your vertebras, cut your spinal cord, and chock on your blood all at once, then nothing...Then I remember burning and Damian punching me and then the plane, it's all sketchy still. What I remember the most was the large amount of my blood on my chest right before I died and the all my blood from being tortured...You probably think I'm crazy," Liza said crying still.
Jason frowned and hugged her and said,"No, you're not crazy, Liza. You came back from something not many have, death...I have a secret to tell you Liza my family well they're all Batman related."
"I know...," Liza said sniffling.
"Wait you knew?" Jason asked surprised still holding her in a hug.
"I figured it out almost a year ago during the kidnapping and I asked Damian about you and he said you weren't apart of the bat family anymore...Why do you think I worry over Tim so much when he tries to leave to "visit" a friend," Liza said and sniffled and Jason relaxed knowing she didn't know about him, yet.
"The point is I know what you went through...I was killed once, by the Joker, and well I took a dip in the pit myself," Jason said awkwardly not really comfortable about talking about his death and Liza seemed to be on the same page and the two then just sat there in silence.
Jason the got up and went to the kitchen and got a bottle of whiskey he hid and two glasses and went to living room and sat them down on the table. Liza took one look at it and said,"I'm not drinking you damn fire water," Jason snickered at the old Native American term for whiskey.
"Well you're going to drink tonight, because we both need it," Jason said pouring two glasses of whiskey and grabbed one and held the other towards her. Liza just stared at the glass with a frown on her face being stubborn.
"One drink wont hurt, besides you'll be twenty in a few days and you haven't had a drink your life," Jason said and Liza reluctantly took the glass and drank it. She then grimaced at the taste and he chuckled and drank his glass, and he poured them another round.
The next day:
Jason woke up with a killer hang over and immediately knew something was off. He blinked the sleep out of his eyes and looked around, but he stopped that when he spotted a blonde beside him asleep. "Shit," he muttered at the realization of what happened and apparently had spoken to loudly, because Liza woke up and took one look at the situation and fell off the bed in surprise. They then both quickly got dressed and Liza quickly ran out of the room and Jason chased after her.
"Oh god, oh god, oh god. This is what I get, I broke two out three rules I set for myself to not be like my mom," Liza said freaking out while pacing in the living room and Jason leaned against the wall watching her mini break down.
"Liza, calm down and explain what is so bad that your mom did that you set whatever rules you set," Jason said keeping his distance for her sake.
"My mother abused herself with alcohol and drugs after my father and sister were murdered. She also became a prostitute for money, she only lasted a year like that before she killed herself with her ways. So I set three rules for myself, never drink, never do drugs, and never sleep with someone I'm not dating, which means no one night stands ever," Liza said and Jason frowned and walked towards her and pulled her into a hug.
"One drunken mistake doesn't make you, your mother, Liza," Jason said pulling away a little.
"But...," Liza started and before she could say anything else Jason kissed her right as the front door opened and Tim walked into the house.
"Jason, I have an emergency..." Tim said as he walking inside and trailed off seeing Jason kissing Liza.
Jason pulled away from Liza and whispered to her,"I should of asked you out a long time ago," and then walked over to Tim who pulled him outside and shut the door.
"Save it, Jason, everyone knew you and Liza would end up eventually. The emergency is that Stephanie's daughter's adoptive parents were killed last night Steph's daughter is missing and I can't find her!" Tim said freaking out.
"I thought you said you were keeping Cass and yourself from finding her so she could have a normal life?" Jason questioned and Tim looked sheepish at that.
"I may of broke that promise and tracked her down and been keeping tabs on her, but hey Bruce was too. Bruce can't find Steph's daughter either, Jason, she's four and what if we can't find her and the last thing of Stephanie is gone!" Tim said freaking out and Jason realized how important it was now. Tim still missed Stephanie, still grieved her, and keeping tabs on her daughter made him feel better knowing he could watch out for her and now he feels like he failed.
"We'll find her, we'll look tonight," Jason promised and he dragged Tim inside, he had to still deal with Liza's anxiety and now Tim's. The thought made Jason sighed knowing the rest of the day would be difficult.
To be continued:
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