This is now officially my longest fanfic series and the one with the most comments. Thanks a billion! And keep them rolling! ^^V

Okay, people have been asking for this and I planned on this for a while. Thanks to some people's clear ups, I think I know how to run certain Robins' feelings about a certain feline. Promised I'd have more BatCat too right? Oh well. Enjoy! Post DITF, just barely.

Dick- 15 Cass-11 Tim-8 Damian-2

Kitty's Sitting?

Selina groaned within herself. What was she thinking accepting this job?! She was not a babysitter! Sure the diamond and platinum choker with the silver bell around her neck was more than suitable payment for her troubles (she'd been planning a heist to swipe something similar for about a week, but it was by far cheaper quality to this), but she wasn't a babysitter!

If Alfred wasn't in Chicago for a friend's funeral, Dick on a club field trip, and Bruce fulfilling a promised father-son night to Jason right then, she wouldn't have been called in. Apparently everyone else Bruce trusted with his kids who could handle them was unavailable. She was a last resort, and had to be heavily bribed. If she was stuck with all five of them instead of the last three, no amount of jewelry would have worked to keep her there. And it was a good thing two of them were calm and obedient.

She looked over to where Tim and Cass were playing checkers, the TV murmuring in the background. Selina had tried getting them to watch something, anything, until bedtime but it didn't work. Neither of them cared to watch anything, and Damian…

The woman jerked up from her chair in alarm. Where did that kid go?! "Damian?!" Both the kids on the floor playing looked up at her exclamation. Selina looked over to the two of them desperately. "Did you see where your brother went?"

They shook their heads, but neither of them seemed worried. "He probably went up."

"You mean upstairs?" Confusion ruled her face. Why didn't they just say so?

Tim shook his head, making a decisive move. "No up. He likes to climb things and pretend he's a cat stuck in a tree. He waits there until he's 'rescued', or falls asleep."

"Dick usually finds him," Cass stated as she tried to counter the move. They were pretty evenly match for a while, but Tim was starting to win. "Or Uncle Clark. He's lower to the ground when he wants Dad or Alfred to find him. Ah!" She made a move and grinned at her brother. "Take that!"

"Okay." And quickly he used his crowned piece to bounce around the entire board, taking out over half her remaining forces. "Your move."

"Where are his hiding places?" Selina demanded, putting a hand over their game. She needed to find the baby of the family. Bruce specifically said he had to remain in sight at all times because of his mother's connections. Apparently he was a target, despite having full custody. She didn't want the kid wandering off and getting himself snatched so easily. Besides, it was snowing outside. Couldn't have him catching cold on her watch.

Both kids looked at her again then away trying to remember. "Uh… Ledges next to the railings…"

"That alcove above the armory…"

"On top of the kitchen cupboards…"

"Garage tool shelf, but hasn't been in there since October…"

"Laundry room shelf…"

"Dad's dinosaur…"

"Some of the equipment in the gym but that's locked…"

"Or right there." Cass pointed to the ledge meant for potted plants, paintings or other kinds of displays. Instead of any of that, Selina spotted a black onsie clad Damian crawling around on the ledge. In one hand he had his favorite toy and the kid seemed perfectly at ease at that height. "Wow. He must really miss Dick."

"So long as he's not making a mess of things…" Tim grumbled, looking back to the game.

"How did he get up there?" The two kids shrugged to her dismay, Cass still watching while Tim seemed intent not to care. Seeing they were useless, another question posed itself. "Better yet, how do I get up there?"

"Banister, chandelier, nooks on wall…"

"Come to think of it, those nooks are pretty close together. He could have climbed up that way."

"Thanks for the input kiddos." Selina put a hand to her waist and pulled out the whip she kept wrapped around her at all times in case of an emergency. And this time she needed it. Quickly she darted forward, flung the end of it to a hanging bit she could grab before swinging on a lower display alcove. She then flipped over to the chandelier (she saw how tightly screwed it was into the ceiling and knew this was a route normally used around there. Scary) then used it's swinging momentum to launch her into the large one Damian was in.

Turned out he wasn't the only resident in that particular mini-cave. Paper airplanes, dusty toys, shoes, balls, all sorts of trinkets were up there. Even a baby blanket that had to be a recent addition. "Trying to get your blankie kiddo?"

Damian gave her a quick smile before toddling straight to her, clutching his Batkitty and ignoring the blanket all together. Selina shook her head before picking the kid up, grabbing the blanket, and using it to secure the kid onto her. She added her whip to the mix just in case, and to free up her hands. "Nice and tight?"

Damian just laughed at her. "Pwetty kitty fwies!"

"Birds fly. I pounce." Another stream of giggles exploded from the boy as she leapt back to the chandelier, swung back and forth a few times, then released herself into a roll. She opened herself up in time to land on the awaiting couch correctly, then promptly flopped backwards on it, letting the anxiety of having to do that with a kid strapped to her leave her. If this was a mom requirement, she was never having kids. The applause from the other two wasn't bad though.

"Ageen! Ageen!" the toddler squealed with delight.

"I don't think so." Not a chance on earth.

"Hey!" Tim jumped to his feet and darted over to where they were, glaring at Damian. "That's from my room! I've been looking everywhere for it!"

Damian blew him a raspberry and started to wriggle out of his bindings. Selina was beginning to stop him when she smelled something unpleasant. She gave the kid a shrewd glare. "I said no diapers."

The older boy jerked back instantly, throwing his hands up and away from them. "NOT IT!"

His sister rolled her eyes as she got up and went to the toddler. "It's not that hard Tim."

"He doesn't bite you." Selina raised an amused eyebrow at the boy as Cassandra took the youngest away from her. The little genius gave the kid a weary look. "I can't play with him for more than ten minutes before he tries to hit me or bite me or kick me or scream at me!"

"Sounds tough," the woman admitted. She never had a problem playing with the kid, but he clearly liked her. She didn't do the baby-talk or baby-play other people did with him, so maybe that was why. But what she knew of Tim, he didn't do that either. So why was the little guy so foul tempered towards him?

The kid looked tired just thinking about it. "You have no idea…"

"He's just a baby," Cass insisted, taking him towards the nursery. "He doesn't know any better."

"Somehow I doubt it." Tim folded his arms sourly, glaring after the kid. "Little prince Damian. Nothing's been good since he came here. Ow!"

Selina had Karate chopped his head, giving him a mild glare. "Get over it kid. Everyone treats the youngest better than the older ones. When you're little, everyone's nicer to you. It's normal. It's when you get bigger that the world turns cruel. And if you're lucky, it's gradual. You don't get to see how bad it until later on.

"Let him be the baby for now." She untied the blanket and whip from around her as she finished up. "When he can make clear solid sentences, then you can give him hell. He'll know what he did wrong by then."

Tim just stared at her for a moment, taking everything in. Then, "You know, you broke rule 9 and kinda broke rule 6 right there."

The woman smirked at him, passing him the blanket to do whatever he wanted to with it. "Sue me. I'm a rule breaker. How about some cookies and chocolate milk? I'll show you how to sneak some without making that cookie jar go off."

This make the kid smirk mischievously. She knew there was an imp in this boy somewhere.

Selina rubbed her tired shoulder as she put the last of the night's mess away best she could. She didn't see where Tim got that board game earlier but everything else was where it belonged. Including a wiped down countertop from cookie munching and a full dishwasher from the dunking. They managed to keep the toddler away from the goodies, which pleased Tim to no end as he explained to her all the things the kid got away with. Maybe calling him 'Prince Damian' was the guy's way of being nice.

But now all three were asleep. Cass had taken care of Damian's personal needs before she gave the babe back to her to get him to sleep. Selina had an interesting time trying to rock the toddler to sleep (something Bruce told her to do) while the other two prepared themselves for bed. Neither of them needed help thankfully, but Tim had requested a bedtime story. When he gave her 'Narnia', she drew the line, saying Cassandra could pick. She ended up reading them 'The Giving Tree'. At least it was short, and by the end of it, Damian was out cold leaning against her chest. They were pretty easy to get in bed in the end.

With the manor now silent, and pretty much hers to do whatever with until Bruce's return in about an hour, she flopped into the most comfortable chair she could find and just sat. Being on the straight and narrow was exhausting! Taking care of three kids (though mostly well behaved) even more so. How did other women do it? Pretty payment or not, she was sorely tempted to go back to her thieving ways (not that she actually left them completely) over being a good little kitty taking care of kiddos and pushing papers. Bruce gave her a lot of freedom to be herself, but really… He better not be intending to make her their mom.

Okay, they were cute. She wasn't heartless, just free spirited. The collar around her neck better not be a leash.

The woman just sat in silence for fifteen minutes before hearing the front door open. Instantly she perked up and looked towards the main entrance. It was too soon for Bruce and Jason to return. Who could be… One hand went to her concealed whip as she stood up and gently prowled to see who arrived.

She almost ran straight into him. "Whoa! What are—"

Selina knew that voice. Both of them groped for a light switch and blinked at each other when they could see.

"Selina?" "Dick?" "What are you doing here?" Their voices were nearly in sync with each other, as was their confusion. The teen glared at her, hard. "You first. I live here."

She rolled her eyes, exasperated. The woman looked up and down him for a moment, seeing his bad and sleeping bag in his hands. Just got back from his trip? Wasn't that going on for another couple days? "Bruce asked me to babysit while he was out with Jason. Alfred went out of town for a funeral."

"Babysit?" Dick gaped at her for a moment, not seeing it in his eyes. He looked the same way she felt at first. "You? Why didn't he ask—"

"He said, and I quote, 'Everyone else I trust with them was unavailable'." Selina folded her arms giving him a shrewd look. The teen didn't like her much, she knew that, but if his dad approved of her watching his siblings, he really couldn't object could he? "Now, according to Bruce, you were supposed to be on this club trip of yours until Monday morning. What happened?"

He rolled his eyes, thinking the reason was stupid. "Bear sighting and some kind of cold snap. The forest rangers insisted we all go home a.s.a.p.. Looks like a blizzard's rolling in. The cabbie wasn't liking the roads coming here either."

"Pft. Who would." The guy strode past her, going to where his siblings were sleeping without another word. She was tempted to go back to her comfy chair but decided to follow him. She had a few questions to ask anyway, and Bruce wasn't always forthcoming. "Hey, I wanted to know, how has it been with… everyone since…"

Dick didn't say anything as he peaked into each of his siblings' rooms. Tension left his face after closing the nursery door and heading to his own room. He took a deep breath as he opened his door. "You can say it. Since Jason got beaten to a pulp."

"He seems much better now," she offered, trying to lighten things up. "I know I wasn't here when…"

"You ran." The acrobat turned a cold stare at her, maybe even colder than the wind outside. "When Joker beat up Jason and things got tense here, you ran."

"Instinct," she explained, looking away slightly. "I'm not very good with this stuff."

"Probably couldn't have helped anyway." His comment made the woman blink. Was that… forgiveness? Dick unzipped his duffle bag and started unpacking as he kept talking. "When Bruce is angry, he's angry. Nothing changes that. Only after Joker was taken care of could he move a little past it. He was so focused on Jason then he probably wouldn't have seen you. Taking off was probably the best option for you."

Selina knew the boy was reasoning things out as he spoke, partly hurt by her actions even though she did nothing really wrong. It must have been hard on him, harder than he'd admit. Dick wasn't the normal irresponsible teenager people expected him to be. He probably did everything he could to keep their family together, alone. She could have stuck around to help, but in honesty, her family or friend of family skills sucked.

"You could have used a bit more support. Heard in the grapevine you're not allowed to date."

"It's none of your business." He put away his unused clothes, not looking at her.

"You're right, it's not." She leaned against his door frame, wondering when he'd return to the slightly jealous, not really angsty teenager who'd interfere with her dates with Bruce. She missed teasing that kid. This was a kid who was forced to grow up a bit since they last met. "Your old man made it so I didn't have to be part of his business, open ended. I can leave at any time."

"Just like the others."

That made her blink. Not the comment, but the bitter tone in it. The late hour had brought it out of the boy. "Pardon?"

"Do you have any idea how many women Bruce has liked? Honestly liked?" Dick turned a pained, frustrated glare on her. "Not many. Sure he goes on dates all the time, but most don't stick. Those that do…"

He looked away, pained at the memory. It almost seemed like he was looking through walls, towards the nursery. Vaguely Selina remembered hearing Bruce talk about Damian's mother, the woman he nearly married. He didn't like talking about her, lingering feelings. "Honestly I don't think you could have helped with Jason, but at the least you could have calmed Bruce down. But you left.

"If you're just going to leave him too, just leave him. Don't drag it on. Don't be like the others." He shook his head swallowing something in his throat. "I don't like seeing him hurt like that."

Selina stared at him in surprise. So that was it. Dick was just trying to protect his father. He cared too much to see him hurt by any woman again. It made her smirk in understanding. "I see. I have no intention of hurting him Dick. He's a good man. I don't meet many of those who'll let me be myself."

"Hfm. I bet." He gave her a stern glare, driving what he had to say home. "If you hurt him, or anyone else in this family, I will make sure you are taken in by the best men out there who'll never let you see the light of day again."

"Is that a threat?" She took a graceful step out of his doorway. There was the boy she knew. Amusement dripped from her voice. This kid could give Batman a run for his money if given the chance. Oh how she missed that man.

"It's a promise." Firm and unmoving. This kid could be a big time cop one day. Commissioner if he kept that glare up.

"I'm looking forward to it." Her joke must have set him over the edge, because he nearly slammed the door closed in her face as a response. She chuckled to herself before adding in a low tone, "Bruce is a big boy. He can handle himself sweet cheeks."

Laughing to herself, almost fondly, she went back to her favorite chair to wait for the man of the house to come home at last. That young man was quite cute with his threat. No doubt he could and would pull through on it, but she just didn't see her causing that much damage to the once infamous playboy. Bruce could take care of himself, and they had a casual relationship, nothing too serious. They kept it without bounds for a reason, so either could leave without any damage and come back without any changes. Dick really needed to grow up in the romance department.

It wasn't another ten minutes though until she heard the door leading from the garage open. Selina raised an eyebrow at the timing but got up to meet them anyway. She even turned on a light so they could see clearly to get to their rooms. Turned out Bruce was carrying Jason like a koala, the kid asleep on his shoulder. She shook her head. "Does anyone fall asleep in their beds in this house?"

The man shrugged, motioning down the hallway for some help with the doors. "Fell asleep in the car. He hasn't slept much lately. Mind getting his door? Two down and across from Timmy's. Tim's."

The quick correction made her snicker. He was still getting used to changes in nicknames. Easily she did as he asked, watching him quickly change his boy's clothes and tuck him in bed with practiced precision. He had some trouble, seeing as the boy was much larger than the others, but Bruce knew what he was doing. Once he was sure the kid was warm enough, he left the room, closing the door gently.

"Any trouble with the others?" Bruce asked at a whisper.

"Not really." She looked down the hallway where the others slept. "Damian likes to climb into high places doesn't he?"

"Hm. Unfortunately. Should have warned you about that."

"Trolls Tim too."

"Trolls?" The man looked at her with confusion. It was a new term to him,

"Mess with his head, pulls pranks, not always nice but not in a mean way."

"Ah." He shook his head in defeat. "I think of it as just sibling rivalry. Did he bite Tim?"

"No, took his blanket." She smirked. "It's in the laundry now. Oh, and Dick's home."

"Dick." He blinked a few times, surprised. "Why would he be—"

"Forest rangers forced them home apparently," Selina looked towards a nearby window. "Said there was a blizzard coming in or something like that. Bears were mentioned."

"Blizzard I can believe. It's why we're back earlier than intended." Bruce rubbed his sore neck for a moment. "Jason was getting really cold and the radio suggested going back inside. We obeyed."

"Good idea." She turned towards the main part of the building where her things were. "I should probably head home now, before it gets worse."

"Or you could stay the night." Selina looked at the man trying to be casual with the offer. "Probably safer if you do anyway, what with the weather being what it is. There's quite a few empty rooms here after all. You can pick any room you like."

"Any room?" Both their lips twitched in hidden amusement. One thing she loved about this man was how he could banter. And he loved a good opponent as well.

"Well, certainly not any the ones the children occupy, and definitely not Alfred's. He has kittens every time someone else goes in it." He gave her a sly smile, one she certainly enjoyed seeing. "I make some very good toaster waffles."

That won him a laugh. Slowly she slinked her arms around his neck, closing the distance between them. "Do I get breakfast in bed?"

"No promises." His hands slid around her waist in response.

"Well, how can I say no to that?" Their noses were practically touching. "You pick the room. But remember, I'm not doing diapers."

A/N: So... uh... yeah... Selina stayed the night. Think whatever you will about that. In the practical sense, she should stay because of the blizzard, that's all.

Erm, anyway, so here we have Selina 'bonding' with the batkids. Tim and Dami more than the others, but at least she now clearly knows why Dick's so hostile towards her. He's trying to protect Bruce from getting hurt again. I'm betting Talia left a big scar on his heart when she left him, twisting it badly when he found out the truth about Dami. Other girls, like I dunno, Vikki Vale or some other woman he really liked and had to leave or was left by, also left their marks. Dick doesn't like seeing Bruce hurt, and who could blame him. Bruce is, and always will be, both a dad and big brother to Dick. Seeing him get hurt really hurts him. Hence why he scares girls away and doesn't usually make nice with them. Usually. I plan on changing Dick's tune about Selina one day.

As for where Selina was during the DITF arch, just not there. Until Joker was caught, she didn't think it'd be good to be near the Waynes. they were all way too tense and she could sense things were going to break. Once he was gone, she came back, peaking into their lives slowly before really coming back into Bruce's line of sight. She felt a little guilty for leaving, especially seeing what Dick's going through, so her leaving again without more solid reasoning is going to come up later.

Enough selina talk. I tired. Hope this holds you over until the next one! ^^V