A couple of people have been asking me questions about where this story is going. Yes, I will be writing about when they are part of Young Justice, no, Robin will not be dressing as a boy, this is a Robin is a girl and everyone knowns it story, and I have no plans to create a gender-bender where Robin is turned into a boy.

Also, whenever Wally Riley or any hero are in costume, they will be referred to as Kid Flash, Robin or their superhero name so that it's easier to know, at least with Robin, whether or not they are hiding who they are. If that makes sense.

It was heartbreaking. Since she woke up, she had been lying on her side, staring blankly at the wall, Professor Smooshy clutched so tightly to her chest that if he was real, he would be screaming in pain. He knew the first anniversary was going to be hard, he himself had experience one. One felt nauseous, and it felt as though there was a pained emptiness where ones heart was. Along with these, came a clear head, where images of the loved ones death played over and over, tormenting the person.

There was little he could do, though he wished he could take all her pain away. He sighed softly before walking into the room and sitting on the bed. Instantly, his daughter turned over so she was facing him and buried her face in his chest, the stuffed gorilla still in her grasp. As he stocked her back, her shoulders started to shake. A damp patch appeared on Bruce's shirt as tears forced their way from Riley's eyes against her will, breaking the foster father's heart.

"They left," Riley mumbled, her voice laced with pain.

He decided his plan was his best bet, otherwise Riley may cry herself into exhaustion which may cause dehydration. Not to mention he didn't want to leave her alone after what she just said and her bed was to small. He easily scooped her into his arms, cradling her to his chest, and carried her out of the room. When she shifted, he looked down to find her tear filled eyes looking up at him in confusion. Bruce gave her a sad smile before explaining.

"I have my room set up so we can spend all day, in our pyjamas, watching what ever movie you want and as many movies as you want."

He placed her on his bed, which was a king size, and watched a small smile make its way only Riley's face. She sniffled, tugging on the sleeve of Bruce's long sleeve pyjama shirt.

"You're wearing your pyjamas. You never wear your pyjamas passed 7am."

"Yes, well, I couldn't let you be the only lazy one around here," he said, tapping her shoulder and in doing so, the shirt she slept in.

Riley gave a wet giggle and she hugged Bruce, who had sat down on the bed. After a few mminutes, she moved over to the stacks of movies her father had moved up into the bedroom. He had wisely not brought up any movies that contained parents dying, even how remote, such as Snow White.

Although his plan didn't stop Riley from crying all together, it did make her smile a few times, and even laugh, which had been what he was aiming for. They ate on the bed, Alfred, who originally frowned at the idea, finally agreed to join them which made Riley laugh harder then many movie they had watched. The memory if the stuff man sitting on the edge of the bed, stiffly eating his dinner, seemed to be a memory that was going to implant itself into Riley's mind for a long time, which seemed to be the only reason Alfred agreed.

The next day, Bruce woke up to find his daughter curled up in a ball on the other side of her bed. In the caccon she had made with her body was her precious stuffed toy. When she had first moved into Wayne Manor, she had Professor Smooshy with her at all times, especially when she cried herself to sleep. Shortly after she had stopped needing the toy did Bruce introduce her to Gotham as his ward. He figured that she was ready when she no longer needed the gorilla, and he had been right, although he assured that none of the reporters asked her about her parents.

Truthfully, he had didn't know when he started thinking of Riley as his daughter, but he eventually started loathing calling Riley his foster daughter. He didn't want to stop, however, encase she saw it as an insult to her parents, but those big blue eyes had won him over. At first, Bruce had let her into his life to help her, seeing their lives as parallel, but every time she had looked up at him from beside his desk in his office, asking if he wanted to watch a movie or play a game, every time she had stayed up late in the Batcave, waiting for him to come home, only to fall asleep, and every time she had hid her pain and tears when she accidently got hurt in training had worn down his hard heart. He finally noticed when he had gone to pick her up from school after a meeting, only for her to introduce him to her math teacher as 'Bruce', not even her foster father. It had surprisingly hurt, hearing his first name from this small child.

He had been extrodinately pleased when she had called him dad for the first time. They had been at a charity event and Riley had ran off to find food, since she had spent the day training and was hungry. Bruce had been talking to some of the other Gotham elites as well as the president of the charity. They had just inquired about Riley's whereabouts when she appeared out of the crowd, holding a plate with various foods on them.

"They have some of those cakes you like, so I got you some, Dad."

The word had rang through the small group. It seemed that everyone was waiting for Bruce's reaction, Riley especially, whose eyes had widened in shock ever so slightly, though she tried to hide it like he had trained her. It took a few seconds before the word fully regestered in his mind, since he had mentally replaced the word Bruce with Dad every time Riley said it, so at first, he did not realize she had truly said it. Once he did realize, he smiled and placed a hand on his daughter's shoulder, taking one of the mentioned cakes in his other hand.

"This is my daughter, Riley Grayson-Wayne."

Until that point he had not told her he had made her his heir, and a Wayne, but she had smiled up at him before taking a bite of a small sandwich.

Bruce smiled softly, pulling the blanket up to cover Riley's shoulders, before getting up and grabbing clothing out of the dresser. He walked into the en suite and turned on the shower, hopping in once he had undressed. He took no longer then ten minutes but as he was buttoning up his shirt there was a high pitched scream from the other room. Instantly, he was back in the bedroom and beside Riley, who had crawled so that her back was against the head board.

She was crying hesatically, Romani words tumbling from her lips. Her face was tucked down, beside Professor Smooshy, who was still hugged to her chest.

After the incident as Barry's house, Bruce had been attempting to learn Romani so he recognized 'alone' and 'gone'. He sat down on the bed gently and reached out his hand, lightly placing it on Riley's shaking shoulder. Blue eyes snapped up to meet his brown. The blue was swimming in red, looking like two balls of sea water miraculously surviving in sea of lava.

"Sweetheart, what's wrong?" he asked, drawing her into his arms.

Riley gasped, trying to regain the ability to talk. "I... I woke up, a...a...and you were g...gone. I thought you l...left me."

Bruce hugged her tighter, seeing what happened. He should have thought to wake her before he left the room but he hadn't thought she would wake up before he finished he shower. However, he forgot he taught Riley to always be aware of her surroundings, even when asleep. After kissing her forehead, he moved away from her so that he could pull something out of the second draw on his bedside table.

"I'm not going to leave you without a fight, and I was going to give you this on your birthday, but this is to show it." He handed her an old, faded black box. As she opened it, he explained the significance. "This was my mother's, and her mother before that. She told me that I was to give it to my daughter, since it is a tradition."

Riley slowly ran her fingers over the stone that laid on the cushion. It was an oval ruby, roughly the size of an average woman's thumb nail. There were three round diamonds creating a triangle above and below the ruby. The beautiful pendant was on a simple, gold chain, which Bruce took out of the box to clasp around Riley's neck.

"You may not be my blood, but you are my daughter, so this necklace is yours." He stopped talking as Riley tackled him into a hug.

"Thank you, Dad."

"You're welcome, Sweetheart." Bruce kissed her forehead again before pulling back. "Now, you should go have a shower and get changed out of your pyjamas. I don't think Alfred will be pleased if you go down to breakfast in them."

Riley gave a wet laugh, this time tears of happiness filling her eyes, before pulling back and running from the room. It wasn't long before she joined Bruce in the dining room where breakfast was being served. The smile she gave them wasn't nearly as bright as the smile she normally wore but at least it was genuine. She had coped surprisingly well, considering.

Bruce had to force her to eat more than just a slice of toast, and he was thankful that he did, because only an hour after breakfast he received a call in the Batcave from the Flash who needed backup on a mission.
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Flash was taking care of the back guys whilst he was trying to find a way to where the explosives were being held. This was just a regular psycho with too much time on his hands who felt it was funny to gather many innocent children and teenagers, put them in one of the most impenetrable buildings in Central City and blow it up. That way they could stay innocent for the rest of their lives.

Kid Flash was fairly certain he had to go through the door in front of him to find the explosives, and even the hostages, but he was no good at hacking. The only option he had was to try and vibrate his molecules through the door. He had yet to actually try it, but he had seen his uncle do it multiple times. He backed up a hundred meters and ran at his top speed towards the door. At the last moment, he felt a wave of panic come over him and subconsciously he pulled back. It was lucky that he decelerated slightly for if he had hit the door at full speed he may have gained a head injury, instead he had a bloody nose.

As he held his nose in pain he heard a very familiar and very distinct laugh from the shadows beside him, making him jump. Frowning, he turned his eyes to scan the darkness but couldn't find anything until Robin found it appropriate to step out. He gasped in shock, since the girl seemed to melt out of the shadows more than simply move out of them.

The girl had a large, amused grin on her face. "Thank god you aren't the Road Runner, Willy Coyote would have you by now."

"With that grin I thought you were the Willy Coyote," retorted Kid Flash, sitting up and examining how much blood was on his fingers. He jumped a little when something landed in his lap. Looking down, he found a pair of goggles. These ones were a deep red, matching his gloves and boots, opposed the black pair he had gotten off his dad. When he put them on he realised they also had infrared and zone on it so that he didn't have to use binoculars. "COOL!"

Robin smirked, already connecting the little computer on her wrist up to the consol on the wall that would open the door. "Thought you might like them. Now, do you want me to open the door?"

"Can you do it?" he asked, coming up behind her.

The scoffed, looking over her shoulder at him. "Batman changed the system on the Batcave three times and I got in each time." After a few moments, there was a beep and the door slid open. "Talent!" She paused, cocking her head to the side. "Why is it that people say 'talent' if they do something well, but they don't say 'untalent' when they do something bad? Like you running into the wall?"

"I don't know," confessed Kid Flash before looking down the long wall way that had just been revealed. "Want a lift?"

Robin narrowed her eyes. "Don't run into anything!" She then climbed onto his back. "Mush, Rudolph."

He paused for a moment before realising she had no way of knowing that that was his middle name. He then ran down the corridor, letting everything around them become a blur. He tried not to laugh when Robin gave a little scream when he sharply turned at the end of the corridor. When he finally found a room, one that needed hacking, he put Robin down, trying not to laugh as she wobbled on her legs, looking pale under her mask.

"I don't think I'll ever get used to that," she mumbled before attempting to walk to the consol so that she could unlock the door. Unfortunately, her knees gave out from under her. Kid Flash quickly scooped her up and carried her closer whilst she scoffed. "I'm not a doll."

"No, but this is quicker," replied the red head, putting the small girl down.

When the door was opened, they saw the hostages, locked in a cage off to left of the room, and a large bomb in the centre. They walked towards the device to see what they were dealing with and found a timer on it. They had seven minutes left.

"Can you deactivate that?" Kid Flash asked in a pained voice, as though he feared the answer.

"Only if I can get Dad to instruct me." She instantly checked her comm.. "Batman, we've found a bomb and I need your help. Can you talk me through it?" After a moment, Robin turned back to Kid Flash. "Can you get those kids out of the cage?"

"I can't pick locks." Next moment, Kid Flash found a small bird bomb in front of his nose. "Put that on the lock and tell them to move back and I'll blow the lock up from here."

The Speedster quickly did as he was instructed, silently thanking his uncle for calling the Dynamic Duo in, as Gotham had started to call them. Once the door was open, he turned back to the girl who was talking to her father through the comm. System. He didn't want to leave her there, but he knew he had to guide the people out, since he had had to take many turns before running into Robin... and the door.

"I'm going to guide them out, but I'll be back as quickly as possible."

Robin nodded, her gaze not leaving the device in front of her. "If you can, find the remote for this. Batman and Flash are trying to but even if I stop the countdown, the remote can activate it."

Kid Flash didn't hesitate with that news and quickly took the children and teenagers out of room and towards the entrance of the building. He ran as fast as he could without losing them all, even picking up a little five year old boy who kept tripping over his feet. He led them around the room in which his mentor and the Dark Knight were fighting and found them a safe passage outside, where he told them to get a safe distance away where until the heroes had everything sorted. He then ran back into the room that Batman and Flash were.

The main guy, who called himself The Purifier, had gained a decent amount of followers who were keeping the two superheroes busy. Kid Flash decided to cut around the minions and go for the leader, knowing he would have the trigger. Once he was in front of the man, who had slicked back, blond hair, and a clean shaven look, the man smiled.

"Kid Flash, you are young enough to be purified, unlike the two adults." His voice was rich, but mildly raspy.

Kid Flash refrained to roll his eyes, knowing that wouldn't help Robin, who was still beside the bomb, if Batman's whispering was anything to go off of. "What do you mean by purified?"

The man scoffed in a pompous fashion. "Children now-a-days, are exposed to so much violence and despicable behaviour that they need cleansing. That is what I am offering. Those children who are too far gone must be reborn, whilst others simply need to be taught values until they forget all the other horrible things they have been shown."

"I see." Kid Flash nodded, as though he truly agreed. "Alright, what do I have to do to be purified?"

The Purifier smiled widely, pulling the bomb remote out of his pocket. "We have to set the others free, together."

The Speedster smiled wickedly, quickly stepping beside the man, stealing the remote and stepping away. "Sorry, but I think the most heinous thing someone can do is hurt Robin, she's too precious and beautiful to die. See ya." He ran all the way back to Robin's side, the girl's eyes snapping to meet his when he passed the threshold. Her senses were the high of a bat's, so he shouldn't have been so surprised. "Got it! The guy tried to recruit me."

Robin laughed as she cut one final wire. "The bomb is deactivated, Batman, and KF has the remote." She stood from her crouch and turned to Kid Flash. "I think we can head out, but I'm running at a human speed."

Kid Flash laughed and jogged out with her.
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"So," Flash puffed, punching another man in the face. He felt sort of bad since he looked no older then Speedy. "Robin mentioned to Kid Flash and Speedy that her birthday was coming soon."

"Your point?" Batman grumbled when the man in red stopped talking.

"I was wondering if you wanted to have a birthday party for her. I know some of your old mentors wouldn't mind meeting her."

Batman knew that when Flash mentioned his old mentors he was simply trying to goat him into accepting as well as inform the billionaire that he had already told the retired heroes about Robin. They would all want to meet her, especially when it was her birthday. He gave a soft sigh before nodding his head, not wanting Robin to hear their plans over the comm. System.

"Fine, I will talk to you later about it."

Flash gave a slight cheer, swinging his arm out in happiness and succeeding in knocking a man out. "Oh, sorry."

"Flash, they have the bomb sorted, The Purifier is no longer a threat."

In a blink of an eye, Flash had all the minions and The Purifier tied up. He turned to Batman with a giant grin on his face as their two sidekicks ran into the room.
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She had woken up and walked down stairs, only to find a large pile of presents higher then she had ever seen before waiting for her in the living room. She had been rendered speechless as she stood there, staring at them all and wondering if they could truly be all for her. Riley didn't move until Bruce came up and placed his hand on her shoulder.

"Are they all for me?" she asked in shock.

"If you don't want them, I can easily take them back," joked the man, smirking down at the girl.

"No, no," she yelped, clinging to his arm. "I want them."

"Well they're not going to unwrap themselves." Bruce nudged her in the direction of the colourfully wrapped gifts and watched as she ran forward. He smiled over at Alfred, who was taking a photo. When Bruce sat down on the couch behind where Riley sat on the floor, he took another.

The black haired girl received almost every toy she had showed interest in whilst at the Mall with Bruce or Alfred, as well as an assortment of clothing and instruments for her utility belt. She also got a Robin figurine that had only been released a few weeks before. She knew Bruce had bought her it as a joke. She knew one of the outfits, as well as the body glitter was from Alfred. She used to wear the same type of glitter at the circus and had mentioned to Alfred how it had been one of the parts of her costume she found most fun. She also received a card from Hay's circus.

It was more enjoyable then her last birthday, since she had not felt like celebrating it after losing her parents only two weeks before.

"Thank you, Dad, thank you, Alfred." She hugged each man as she thanked them.

"You should get dressed into your costume after breakfast, since we are going out on a call." Bruce took a sip of his coffee as his daughter narrowed her blue eyes on him.

"Where to?" Riley asked sceptically.

"Central City. There seems to be some Gotham villains that are branching out and since the Speedsters haven't dealt with them before, I figured we should. However, you can stay here if you want, since it's your birthday." He tried to keep the proud smile off his face as Riley studied his face with distrust.

"No, I'll go."

An hour and a half later, the two were in their costumes and sneaking into a warehouse off towards the docks. The room was dark as they ventured in, but when they were close to the centre of the room the lights came on and they were surrounded by many masked faces.

"SURPRISE!" they cheered.

"I KNEW IT!" Robin turned to look at her father, a wide grin on her face.

"You told?" whined Flash, appearing in front of the father and daughter.

"No, he didn't," promised the nine-year-old, "He told me some Gotham bad guys were hiding here and he thought we should deal with it. No matter what, he would have called you in, since you know the city better."

"This is what happens when the greatest detective has a child," sighed Green Arrow, shaking his head.

Batman chuckled before putting a hand on Robin's shoulder. "Come on, I'll introduce you to everyone."

She met the Justice Society of America, who had trained her father to be the hero he was now, which she enjoyed, since they all had stories about how much he messed up when he started out. Robin discovered she had shown more natural talent then Batman, though that could have been because of her acrobatic history and natural flair for hacking. She also met Aquaman and his new sidekick Aqualad who was only just starting out so he was only allowed on light mission. She also was reintroduced to the few heroes she met on the might of her sleep over.

She only received gifts off of Black Canary, Flash, Superman, Green Arrow and Speedy together, Kid Flash and her father's mentors but she was more than pleased with the party and meeting everyone. From the mentors, who consisted of the original Flash, Hawkman, Hourman and Wildcat, she received a picture of her father and Black Canary with the Justice Society. From Black Canary she received a jewellery box that was green with robins flying across it. It looked hand painted. Flash gave her a book titled: Most Amazing Acrobats in History, which had the Flying Graysons in it. She was thankful for her mask at that time for she felt tears appear in her eyes at the picture of her parents and her performing the legendary quadruple somersault. Superman's gift made her laugh, since it was a female gorilla, similar to Professor Smooshy. She whispered so that only he could hear that she would name her Doctor Squishy, so they that they fit together. From Green Arrow and Speedy she received a fighting game that wasn't even available yet. Lastly, Kid Flash gave her a charm bracelet with no charms, but the clasp was a filigree heart with an emerald in it. She had made him put it on her the moment she opened the box.

After opening the gifts, and thanking everyone for them, she had cut the cake. At that moment she was holding a plate with a large slice of pearl cake on it as her other hand was held up by Black Canary. The blonde was studying the charm bracelet Kid Flash had gotten her.

"He has good taste," she praised before noticing the girl looking off to the other side of the room. "What's wrong?"

"Green Arrow, his lonely. You should go talk to him." Robin tried to look innocent as she pressed for the woman to go over to the archer. The nine-year-old knew that Black Canary had a crush on Batman, but also knew that she would be better off if she realised Green Arrow cared for her.

"But..."

"I'll be fine," assured Robin with a sweet smile. "I have cake, and KF is just over there." When the blonde had nodded and walked away, she turned to walk towards the red head only to find him in front of her. "Hey."

"Happy birthday," he exclaimed, holding out a small jewellery box.

Robin laughed before sitting her plate down on the windowsill. "You've already said that, and you already gave me a gift." She took the box out of his hand nevertheless.

"This isn't a new gift," he explained. "You're charm bracelet is for me to fill. For every mission we go on, and are awesome, you get a charm. The main thing to stop the mission from being awesome is you getting hurt."

"I see," gasped Robin jokingly. "This is a bribe, so I won't get hurt."

"Exactly!" Agreed Kid Flash as Robin opened the lid of the box. His smile grew at her shock. "I figured the first two should represent us, since it was the mission we met on, and the mission we first worked as a team." He pulled the first one out of the box, which was an upside down lightning bolt. "I got this one made out of part of the metal that nearly skewered you. It's plated so that it won't rust." He put it on her bracelet before pulling out the second one, which was an R with green stones. "This one is for our second mission, since you were the only reason we saved all those people." He put the R next to the lightning bolt.

Robin smiled widely, shaking her wrist slightly so that they chimed as they bumped each other. "Thank you, KF." She hugged him, kissing his cheek. It was a tradition in her family, every time someone was to given a gift, they kissed the cheek of the one who gave it to them. She hadn't thought anything of it until Kid Flash had blushed when she kissed his cheek for her first gift. She figured it wasn't something everyone did, but she wasn't going to lose her family traditions. If Kid Flash wanted to fill the charm bracelet then he had to get used to it.

"You're welcome, Robin, but make sure you stay uninjured." Kid Flash stole the slice of cake off the windowsill.

"You play dirty." Robin narrowed her eyes before stealing back her cake. "And no eating my cake."

"Dude!" whined Kid Flash, trailing after her as she walked towards Speedy, laughing.