"Impossible. Raven is dead. She is gone like the rest of the heroes" Garfield had caught up to the old Nightwing who had for some reason, decided to linger around Garfield's front lawn as if looking for a needle that he had dropped on the ground. "And on that matter how can I have a kid with her!?"

Nightwing seemed to take his time with his answer looking up at the night sky as if it held all the answers in the world. Garfield knew it was unwise to lose his paichence, especially with Nightwing, even if he wanted to use his powers or not.

Then he looked at Garfield with a look that almost mirrored his surrogate brother, Damian. "Well. For Raven's status, yes and no. I do not possess the answers Gar, as it was over thirty years since I last saw her and she was in a half dead state, so there is no way for me to know that she is alive or not. As for the child, they are just some talks I got from Constantine who told me about a shapeshifting apprentice of his. On the subject of Constantine, I think that he would help us with Black Adam if the time comes, and if hes willing to. But the point is, what I said about the satus of Raven and what is apparently your kid is just minor rumours I heard. But you know me and rumours. I tend not to believe them unless if there is overwhelming evidence to support it, but the key thing here is this, its's not a matter of fact that if I think it is true or not, but what does matter is if you think it is true or not."

Garfield stood rooted to the ground, he had no idea what to say, his mind a whirr. If he stayed here then the Cyborg gang would come and destroy everything, and yet if he came, not only would he get enough money to keep them away from the Cyborg gang for generations, there is a possibility of him reuniting with Raven, his second girlfriend and maybe he can reunite with the son or daughter he never met, and maybe just maybe he can get the words he want that can finally bring him to peace. 'Typical of the Bat family. Always manipulating people to get what they want and need' Garfield thought to himself. He looked back at his home at the door where his children and wife stood watching him, with unreadable expressions on their faces. 'Dam you to hell for making me do this Nightwing' Garfield cursed in his mind 'But I can see that I have no other choice'

"Very well Nightwing. You win. When do we start?" Garfield said in a grumbling defeated tone.

"Good!" Nightwing said clapping his hands together with an unreadable expression on his face "See you out here after Breakfast at 9:00 AM sharp. Now go to bed pip pip" he sounded like his younger self, back when he called himself Robin and was the leader of the Teen Titans. And with that, he turned around and walked away.

Garfield was left standing where he was. His face still looking grim. 'Well played Nightwing.' He thought 'Well played'

7:30 AM

"I know what you're thinking, but you can't possibly do it! This is insane!"

Linda stood in front of Garfield, her face as hard as stone, her voice cracked like a whip on flesh. "I know we need the money, but what you are doing is suicidal!"

"Nice way to be woken up." Garfield said muttering under his breath, looking up at his wife.

"Do you know how many dangers you are going into? The Penguins Plot? Black Adam's Layer? The Luthor's Quarter!? You know how bad each one of those areas are! You can get yourself killed! You can be delayed and arrive 1 day late and we would all be goners!"

Garfield should have known that this conversation would happen sooner or later, he knew what Linda was like whenever they travelled far away. She always has a tendency to have a panic attack when they went more than 20 miles away from the farm. Garfield looked up at her about to fire a small retort when he saw her face. A single tear was forming in her eye.

Garfield threw Linda a large rib crushing hug, it was then when Linda gave up a cascade of tears "I know you are doing this for us. Just please don't get yourself killed! Please don't be late! Please bring back the money!" Each word was becoming more inaudible with each sob "and if this kid of yours exists, maybe you can introduce them to the kids! They would love him."

Garfield released Linda from the hug, she looked at her husband with tears flooding out of her eyes, and a small smile on her face. "I made your favourite. Fried Tofu with cabbages, garlic, carrots and rice. And if you can, pick up a souvenir, we could do with an exotic decoration or two."

They kissed.

Garfield went into the kids room, to say his farewells. The kids room is the most modern room in the building. It had two bunk beds, a worn-out beanbag chair, a small pile of books and a few cheap electronics. On the bottom bunk on the bed closest to the door laid Rachel. She was staring at the top of the bunk bed as if it contained all the answers in the world. She tilted her head up and her face lit up with glee "Dada!" She cried extending her arms out as if hugging an invisible friend. Garfield smiled at her as he came to sit by her, and returned the hug.

"Daddy's goanna be away for a while Rachel" Garfield said looking at her. Rachel's face seemed to drop slightly "But I promise you that I will be back for you. Perhaps I will bring yea back a present."

Rachels face lit up once again like if he had announced that Christmas has come early "peasent?" she said

"Yeah I will bring you back something."

"Promase?" She said

Garfield smiled "Yes I promise that I will bring you back something. You might even get to have a new brother or sister"

"New…sibling?" Rachel said, not really comprehending what was going on

"Yeah. You might have one. You might like them" Garfield said unsure on how to break this to his almost brain dead daughter.

"I love yea dad!" Rachel said smiling

"I love you too Rachel" Garfield replied.

They embraced

James and Stella sat in front of Garfield as they ate their breakfast. They were eying their father with what appeared to be sadness.

Garfield wasn't sure if it should be him or the twins that should break the silence. He dug into his tofu, vegetables and rice bowl, something that was reserved in the Logan family only for special occasions like birthdays and holidays. Garfield was eating a steady portion, however the twins hardly touched theirs.

"Father" James said. His voice sounding extremely sincere. "We understand about what you are about to do and…" but he seemed unsure on what to say. Stella looked as if she had no idea how to string sentences together.

Garfield put his fork down and looked at the twins straight in the eye. "James Logan. My first son. You are the brains of the family. I want you to help them whenever they have a problem in the house. I want you to look after your brother and your sisters. I want you to think with your mind and not lash out at anything whenever trouble comes, and when it does, I want you to accept your twin sister's help." Garfield turned to look at his second daughter. "Stella Logan. My second daughter. You are the oldest of your siblings who can look after your mother and your siblings. I want you to look after them. Fight for them whenever trouble arrives. Just promise me that you will listen to your twin brother for advice, and I won't get upset that you destroyed a farming tool. And I want you both to behave yourself. And look after yourself, your family and the farm."

Both James and Stella saluted at their father "Father. We will not fail you."

Stella was holding something in her hands "Dad. I want you to have this. You might need it more than I do."

She was holding out the phone, or rather, what used to be his phone. Garfield

Garfield opened up his arms for a hug. James and Stella practically fell into them. "I love you dad" they both said.

"And I love you too."

They broke apart.

Garfield looked down at the cheap crib. He looked down at Jason. The youngest in the family. So young and innocent. Still asleep. Garfield remembered the time he was born. Linda wasn't sure if they can have a 4th child and yet here he was. He remembered the delight of Linda's face when she realised that she was carrying a baby. He remembered the day Jason was born, Linda was screaming her lungs out, so much blood, and out popped the little, tiny Jason, and how it smiled and laughed at everything and at how he hardly ever cried. Garfield picked up the small body of Jason. There is something about holding a baby that unlocks parental instincts, and Garfield was clueless on why. He thought that it could be simply the warmness or even the tiny heartbeat or the slow breathing. No matter what it is. Garfield felt it now, as he gave Jason a large hug. Jason woke up and smiled and laughed at the sight of his father.

"I love you Jason." Garfield said as he held up Jason looking at him in his bright watery blue eyes.

"Dada" Jason said as his reply. The only word he knew. Garfield smiled as he lowered Jason into the crib and walked out of the room.

"What the hell are you doing in the Driving seat you old fool!?" Garfield cried. He was standing in front of his yard, his family looking on from various points around the house after saying their various goodbyes.

Nightwing was sitting in a pure back and dark blue jeep, that was obviously made by Batman. The car looked both very old and very new at the exact same time. The metal was old and looked as if it can fall apart at any moment, however it seemed to have got a new paint job, along with having first class interior seating and equipment.

"Well. This is my car, aint it? Your job is to read the map, nudge me arm if yea see any pot holes or anything in our way."

Garfield got into the car. The seat felt so comfortable, and springy and relaxing that he was tempted to fall asleep on it right then and there, but he knew better than that in front of Nightwing.

"So, was this a Boatmobile?" he said in a curious tone.

"Yeup" Nightwing said as he revved the engine as it started up like a racing car. "Built by the old man himself…and customised by me and one of my ex wives. Now fasten your safety belts. This Mile's got a hell of a kick."

The car lurched forward charging full speed towards the dirt path in the forest, making everything that it passes a colourful blur.

"It's fast" Beast Boy said. It was the fastest he had ever gone for nearly 30 years. Which was the last time he ever set foot in a vehicle.

"It has to be if we're gonna cross the four main kingdoms. Now turn on the Sat – Nav and tell me if we're driving in the right direction."

Garfield switched on one of several screens that lined up the BatJeep, and a map of what used to be the United States of America showed up.

In the 'New age agreement of 2024' the USA was divided up into several areas. Lex Luthor had got the East coast, Black Adam got most of the inner east land of the United States, Cheetah had got most of the West Coast, however Cyborg overthrew her and took her place nearly 10 years later. Eobard Thawne had also ruled most of the inner west land of the United States, however Penguin, or to be more precise his son, had somehow managed to take him down almost 30 years of a tyrannical rule. Gotham was a city divide upon itself, however to Garfield's knowledge it was now nothing but a pile of debris.

Garfield looked at the screen as a line showed the way to their destination.

"One mile gone. Three thousand more to go" He said

"Awesome!" Nightwing said looking at Garfield with a wide smile, his hair and beard flying rapidly in the wind as he somehow managed to manoeuvre the jeep when he is blind "Get ready for the ride of yea life Beast Boy!" as he slammed on the accelerator to enter the highway