"Hush, little brother don't say a word,
Joker's gonna catch you a Robin bird,
and if that Robin bird won't sing,
Joker's gonna steal you a diamond ring,
and if that diamond ring is brass,
Joker's gonna steal you a looking glass,
and if that looking glass is fake,
Joker's gonna get you a horse and cart,
and if that horse and cart should break,
you'll still be the sweetest little Bat in town."

Dick's blood runs cold at the voice singing that song, even if he's ignoring the name used in the song he'll still know the owner of the voice, Joker.

Jason must have come to the same realisation because he started to hyperventilate and Tim is trying his very best to pull him away without any success. "A little help here?" Tim hissed but before anyone could step in to help him; Jason pulled himself free and throw open the door.

"Get away from him!" Jason snarled, his fear changed to anger when he saw Joker laying next to his father, not taking in the fact Bruce is no longer injured as he glared at the clown.

"Now now now, is that any way to talk to your uncle?" The Joker giggled as he run his hand through Bruce's hair.

Jason is far from innocent, everyone knows it, even if still Bruce tries to protect Jason from the worse Gotham has to offer and Alfred tries to correct him; there is no changing the fact. Jason Wayne is far from innocent and in his anger he lets it show.

"Get your filthy fucking hands off my dad or I'm going to rip off your fucking dick and shove it so far up your bloody ass that you'll choke on it, you fucking Pennywise rip off!" Jason snarled as he shift his position to launch himself at the villain that hurt his father.

Dick's eyes widen in shock at his little brother's words and move to quickly cover Tim's ears. "Language!"

Joker burst out laughing before Jason could snap at Dick. "Oh, you are so cute when you're angry." He grinned in amusement as he pull out a gun and aim it at Jason.

Before anyone could react to the gun, Bruce's eyes snapped open and he flip Joker onto his back as he tighten his hold on his wrist until he drop the gun.

"Knew you were awake," Joker smirked, not at all bothered by the glare aimed at him. "Now mind letting me go? Or if you're so overjoyed to have me close we could just cuddle." He teased.

"What did you do to me?" Bruce growled as he keep the madman pinned under him so he can't run or hurt his children.

That question had Tim confused until he looked. He can't help letting out a gasp when he finally noticed that Bruce is completely healed, his not wearing a shirt so they can see his non-injured back, there isn't even a single scar!

"You're welcome, by the way." Joker rolled his eyes. "I'm just doing what should have been done years ago, if you won't so stubborn I won't have to do this."

"Get out of my head!" Bruce hissed, which alarmed his children.

"Oh! You can already tell one of them if me?" Joker looks delighted and tries to hug Bruce only for him to tighten his hold. "I am so delighted, Mother definitely made the right choice~ I couldn't have asked for a better brother!"

"I am not your brother!" Bruce snapped, his hands itching to wrap around Joker's neck and squeeze.

"Maybe not by blood but Mother had claimed you are her Order so you're stuck with me now, Brucie~" Joker looks far too pleased for Bruce's liking.

"I only have one mother!" Bruce snapped, unlike the Bruce he knows from his past life, he has moved on from his parents' death. Does he still want to beat up the man who killed them and scar him for life? Of course, he does but his parents' death isn't what's driving him to put the fear of The Bat in criminals. He had come to love this city even though he would always love his past life's country and is using his memories of it to better Gotham, he can't deny that if given the chance he won't give up Gotham for his old home.

"Well technically Mother is everyone's Mother but we're special~" Joker giggled, knowing that he sounds crazy. "Order and Chaos, two sides of the same coin." He lifts up his head and gives Bruce a playfully kiss on his nose, giggling again when Bruce scrunches his nose. "I've been without my other half for so long, Order."

Bruce wants to call his bluff but just like how every Gothamites can tell when someone is an outsider, he's able to tell that Joker isn't lying to him and the other connection in his head...it's a feeling he has been missing while he's away to train, the feeling of home, the feeling of Gotham. "Don't I get a say in this?"

Joker smirked at his question. "Would you have turned it down?"

That made Bruce think if he was asked; would he had turned it down? To be chosen by the city he loves so much...it is the highest honour for a Gothamite.

And by the smirk on Joker's face; he knows exactly what his answer would have been. "Exactly." He simply said as he pull himself free when Bruce loosen his grip and sat up. "Though I really wish I had gotten to you sooner." He nods towards Bruce's children. "Before you started adopting."

"Why? Can't stand Dad being happy?" Jason snapped, still angry with The Joker but calm enough now to not attack him at the drop of the hat.

"Of course not." The Joker actually looks offended. "I'm happy that he's happy, he used to be so grumpy before he left."

Bruce froze as he thought back to his
childhood. "You were the one following me." There isn't a single doubt in his mind that the person he felt following him around is The Joker.

The Cheshire Cat grin on his face pretty much confirms his suspicion. "Had to make sure that no one tries to finish the job before you were ready to take your place by my side as my other half." He jerks his thumb towards Jason. "And as entertaining he is when he's angry, I do need to tell you the reason why you shouldn't adopt anymore."

"What reason could there be?" Bruce narrowed his eyes, no matter what Joker says he won't stop taking in his children.

Joker is almost like a completely different person now, not a hint of madness in his eyes or smile on his lips. "I am from the first generation of Gothamite that was born here, Bruce. Do you know what that means? I'm old, I'm really old and you will be just as old as I am one day. Mother does not allow Death to take her Order or Chaos. If there is someone you can't live without Mother would take them under her wings but can you ask any of your children to live an eternity with you? One day they would find love and start their own family. Can you ask them to outlive the family they made for themselves just to be with you?"

Bruce bites his lips. To live forever...he doesn't even want it himself but can he hand off The Bat to one of his children? When he is doing his best to raise them to find themselves and be their own person? Can he ask any of them to stay by his side forever and watch their family and friends die around them? The answer is obvious. "You sound like you are speaking from experience." He said softly instead of answering his question.

Joker gives Bruce a small smile, looking almost sad. "What do you think happened to your predecessor? He had a son he loved with all his heart, he asked him to stay by his side and it took two generations for him to break down and asked to be released. It broke his heart to let go but he did and he watched as his son grow old and die..." His green eyes have a far off look in them as he tells the story. "I wasn't enough for him and he went mad. Mother had to let him go...which drove him deeper into his madness..." He let out a sigh and lift up his head to look Bruce in his eyes. "He was my other half, my brother and I had to put him down like a dog because he can't handle the grief of losing his son he had depended on for a long time to keep him sane and I never want to do it again."

"But you will if I go down the same path as him." Bruce said softly, not breaking eye contact with his other half.

"Yes. I will." Joker confirmed as he reach up to stroke Bruce's cheek. "You are my brother now, I will protect you, help you, challenge you, but if you become like the first Order I will become your executioner."

"Then help me." He'll let future Bruce worry about the rest. "There is something that concerns The Rogues Gallery." Bruce stays still and only breaks eye contact to look at his children when Dick speaks up.

"Is it about the government?" Dick asked, he had helped Bruce and Barbara gather information and they had come to the conclusion that they are looking for villains that they can control for dangerous missions with high mortality rates.

Bruce nods as his other children look on curiously, they had been kept out of it but they'll find out sooner or later. He explained everything to them and watch as everyone who was hearing it for the first time grow angrier. "Arkham and the police are blocking the government's attempts of getting information on any of them and closing ranks so the government can't send a spy to get the information they want. We also have a guess on who their first target is, Harley."

"We can't let them get their hands on her!" Jason exploded in anger, he might still be angry with Joker for what he had done but he hates the government more than he is angry with Joker.

"We won't." Joker growled out, his eyes almost glowing green in his anger.

"They won't be able to touch her if she isn't a villain anymore and working for the Wayne." Tim's ice-cold anger is the opposite of Jason's fiery rage but it doesn't mean he's any less angry about the situation.

"I am trying but..." Bruce is cut off by Joker.

"She won't leave me," Joker growled as he clutch his fists. "I will fix that if you have a place for her."

"One of Pamela's requirements is for Harley to have a spot as her assistant when she finally leaves her villain life behind her." Bruce made sure to not let his surprise show, he did not expect Joker to genuinely care so much about Harley, but then again he didn't expect any of this from the Joker. "I will need to leave for a day or two. We need someone on the outside helping us and I know just the group, the League of Assassins."

"No." Joker glared at Bruce for even suggesting turning to the League of Assassins for help. "We will not ask them for help. They are dangerous and their leader is unstable from his many dips in rotten pure magic."

"Oh, so that's what that is?" Bruce hum thoughtfully, he never thought of what the Lazarus Pit could be but it kinda makes sense it is rotten pure magic, it is powerful enough bring someone back to life but it corrupts the person with madness. "But I'm not going to ask them for help, I'm going to take up their offer." He forced a smile, he doesn't want to but he needs someone who'll help them on the outside...so he will kill Ra and take his place. The Bat will not kill so Bruce Wayne will have to make the sacrifice this once.


POV Talia

Talia is troubled, she created a child with her Beloved to be the perfect heir but she isn't sure he would have enough time to grow before her Father completely lose his mind. His many dips in the Lazarus Pit has left too much of their mark on him and it is getting harder for him to shake off the madness.

If only her Beloved would take over her Father's place...but he's so against killing, especially her Father because he doesn't want to make her sad and while that is incredibly sweet and one of the reasons she loves him so deeply, she would rather he kill her Father. He is reaching the end of his road and it is time for someone else to step up. If only her Beloved can get past that one kill...The League of Assassins would be his to do as he wishes.

Sadden and deep in her thoughts, she didn't notice anyone in her room until they stepped out of the shadows.

She jumped in surprise but was quick to pull out her weapon, only stopping when she saw exactly who was in her room. "Bruce?" Her eyes widen slightly in shock but she kept her weapons and rush to his side. "Is it really you? What are you doing here?" She press herself against him, resting one hand on his chest while the other caressed his cheek, not even wondering how he managed to get all the way to her room. He was the best student her Father had ever trained so there's no surprise that even after so many years he would be able to sneak in.

"I'm not here because I want to." Bruce's eyes soften as look down at Talia, the woman he had once loved. "It had come to my attention that the US government is planning something and being stuck in Gotham isn't the best way to get any information." He doesn't even have to say that he refused to leave Gotham for a long period of time to get the information himself.

"You've come to us for help?" Talia still doesn't understand why her Beloved is so attached to Gotham, the most dangerous city in the world and has gotten even more dangerous with their villains.

"No, I didn't come to ask for help. As much as it pains me to do this, I am here to take over your Father."

Hearing that made Talia's heart skip a beat, is it true? Her Beloved is finally willing to do what is needed for the greater good? Then...then there won't be a need for her to push their son anymore, he can live a more carefree life now that the pressure is off him.

"That is wonderful news, my Beloved. We'll start your training to get you ready-" Talia stopped when Bruce raise his hand.

"I know that you are looking out for me but I would like to get this done and over with so I would like to do it now." He gives her an apologetic smile. "My children are waiting for me back home."

It made Talia jealous on her son's behalf even though she knows that she shouldn't. Her Beloved would love their son as much as he loves his other children and it is her fault for keeping him away from him in the first place but she can't help feeling bitter that their son hasn't even met his father.

"You have been living a civilian life for years, you have to train for at least a month." Her Beloved is still in shape but it means nothing if his skills are rusty, it would also give her time to introduce their son to him and let them spend time together to bond with her around.

Bruce shakes his head. "Thank you for looking out for me but I'll be fine. I kept up my skills just in case." He smiled mysteriously.

Talia frowned. "Just in case? Of course, My Beloved?"

"Gotham is a dangerous city. She claws and bites every single one of her citizens so only the strong survives and not even her Prince is exempted from her test. I need to be in top shape if I want to protect my family." That smile that hides Bruce's secrets is still on his lips.

"Isn't The Bat keeping watch over your family?" Talia raise an eyebrow, that is what she was told by Bruce himself after all.

"But I can't depend on him all the time. There will be times where he won't be able to help us and during those times I will have to step up and protect them myself and my family."

Talia is pleased with his answer and is now more willing to bring him to her Father right now even though she wants Bruce to stay so he can spend time with their son. "Come, I will take you to my Father." She said as she turns around and walk out of her room, not looking back because she knows that Bruce would follow her.

They walked in silence and she step to the side as her Beloved talked to her Father, even though he hid it well, she has been by her Father's side long enough to know that he was surprised to see her Beloved and delighted that he had agreed to take on his destiny as his heir.

So delighted in fact, he immediately called for everyone so they can watch the match, she managed to talk her Father out of Damian joining them, their son doesn't need his first memory of his father to be of him fighting his grandfather to the death.

The fight was not what she expected, she expected it to be an intense battle but what she didn't expect for it to be quick.

Almost like her Beloved is able to read her Father's movements; he dodged his first attack by stepping aside and swinging his sword to decapitate him before anyone is able to blink.

And just like that, Bruce Wayne is the new Demon's Head. His hardened cold eyes with passion burning under it swept through the crowd until it landed on her.

Her heart skipped a beat and she fall for the only man who had stolen her heart all over again. She felt her heart skip another beat as he hold out his hand for her to take, a silent comment to take his hand and follow him, which she happily followed.

She knows that there will be rumours that they have gotten back together and even though she wishes it to be true, something inside of her knows that they have lost their chances to be together forever when she rejected his offer to stay in Gotham with him.

She is a little curious when he stopped right outside her door with his hand on the doorknob but her blood soon run cold. "Do you think I am an idiot?" He asked softly as he open the door to reveal Damian drawing with an older boy, Bruce's second son, her mind supplied.

"How..." Her son's room is far from hers and there is no sign anywhere that a child could be amongst them so her Beloved couldn't possibly found him because he would have came straight to her instead of looking around out of curiosity...did someone betray her?

"The how doesn't matter. What I need to know is if he is mine." Her Beloved asked in that same soft voice he would use when he's trying to explain to her why Gotham is so important to him.

"...Yes. He is yours, My Beloved." She can't help but answer him in the same soft voice.

"That night..." Her Beloved shook his head. "We have much to discuss but he is coming back to Gotham with me."

"You can't take a child away from his mother!" She protests, not wanting her son taken away even though she knows that it would give her son a better life.

"Mommy?" Her loud protest drew the children's attention and her son had run to her side to comfort her... Her sweet son...

"Hello Damian, I guess you had met your father and his son." She said softly, knowing better than to voice the lack of blood connection. The hard cold look in Jason's eyes with passion burning under it as he stands by his father's side is too similar to Bruce's. There can be no doubt in anyone's mind that even though he was not born a Wayne; he would live and die as one.

"Baba?" Damian turns to face the two male and tilt his head curiously as his mother pick him up and hold him protectively.

The cold looks disappeared and were replaced with soft warm loving eyes as Bruce takes a careful step closer and gently stroked Damian's cheek. "Yes Damian, I'm your Baba." He said with such tenderness and love it made her heartache, he's such a good father...keeping Damian here would be selfish of her...

"You'll be going with him, Damian. Mommy will be busy with work but I will visit when I can." Talia gently stroke Damian's cheek and turn to her Beloved with hard eyes, challenging him to stop her from seeing their son but it isn't needed. The smile on her Beloved's face is all she needs to know that he would never stop her from seeing their son and that made her relax.

"You may visit anytime, Talia. Even if he has many new family members he would still need his mother." Bruce gently takes Damian from Talia's arms and set him down next to Jason. "Finish up your drawing with your brother, we'll leave once I'm done talking to your mother and pack your bag." He gently kisses Damian's forehead before leading Talia out of her room so they can discuss their future.


~Batcave~

A simple sleep spell is placed on Damian before teleporting back to the Batcave when they are ready to return. He knows that it is around the time his children return from another night of prowling around their beloved city and he wanted to see them when they returned.

He was ready to see his children and Alfred, what he wasn't ready to see was Stephanie Brown, aka Spoiler, in their medical bay.

"What's...what's going on here?" Bruce asked he wave towards the nervous girl.

"Hurt." Cassandra smiled sweetly, looking as innocent as the day she was born.

Bruce knows that it's all an act, taught to her by her brothers, but he can't help but melt at how cute she is. "I can see that she is hurt but why is she here in the cave?"

"Batcave!" Dick chimed in, looking hurt. "I worked hard on the naming, the least you can do is use it."

"How could you do this to big brother, Daddy?" Tim looks upset as he hugs Dick.

Bruce covers his face, knowing that it is all an act, as Jason tries, not very hard, mind you, to not laugh. "Fine. What is she doing in the Batcave?"

"What is he doing in the Batcave?" Dick points at Damian.

"He is my son." Bruce gives Dick a pointed look that has zero effect on any of his children. "I'll explain once you tell me why you've brought someone to the Batcave."

"Her name is Stephanie Brown, her father is Arthur Brown otherwise known as Cluemaster." Alfred said when the children look like they are about to argue, he's curious about the child in the arms of the man he sees as his own son and he isn't going to wait for his grandchildren to finish annoying their dad. "She dons a costume she put together to help the children take her father down and after deciding to continue helping them."

"So you three let someone who isn't trained to join you?" Bruce turns to his children with disapproval in his eyes.

"She was only hurt when we were about to call it in so I'll say that we did a pretty good job protecting her and she isn't that bad of a fighter herself." All playfulness is gone from Dick as they move onto a serious subject.

"It was my fault, I got cocky and ended up getting shot because of it." The last thing Stephanie wants is for them to get into trouble with The Bat because of her, even if she now knows that they are humans.

Bruce turns to Stephanie and narrows his eyes. "You want to continue." He stated the fact after studying her for a few minutes.

Stephanie's eyes burn with determination as she nods her head. "Yes, I want to undo the wrong my father has done."

"The sins of the Father doesn't fall on the child." Bruce's eyes lit up with amusement when he saw Stephanie getting annoyed.

"Fine, I want to help make Gotham a better place." Stephanie won't back down so easily.

Bruce smiled as he walk towards her and gently place a hand on her shoulder. "I think you'll fit right in. Mind you, you'll have plenty of training to go through and we'll need to have a long discussion before I let you back onto the streets." He said as he heal her shoulder and cast the necessary spells on her.

Stephanie is in awe at Bruce's magic, she had heard about it from Dick and Tim but it is one thing to hear it from someone and another to see it for herself.

"It is amazing, isn't it?" Alfred smiled softly as he careful remove the bandage for Stephanie. "Master Bruce's magic is a wonderful thing."

Bruce chuckles softly. "It most definitely is." For one he doesn't have to spend as much money on being The Bat as Batman and it keeps his children safe. "I'm guessing my children have already told you everything?"

Tim shrug his shoulders. "We figured that you'll just erase her memories if we tell her something you don't want her knowing."

"Not that we had any doubts we can talk you into letting her stay." Dick is looking too smug for Bruce's liking.

"Now about that child..." Alfred hinted that Bruce should start talking before he gets upset.

"Oh right. This is Damian Wayne, his mother was my ex and we spent a day together when she came to our city and he was the result of that night." Bruce doesn't want to say out loud that he had sex in front of the children and definitely not to Alfred.

"Are you really sure he is your blood?" Jason spoke up, he had wanted to ask the question since Talia admitted that Bruce is the father.

"Other than his green eyes and darker skin tone, he looks like me when I was his age." Bruce knows that Damian is his because of his past life's memories but he can't say that.

He can feel Gotham humming with happiness that his blood is being passed down but there is a wave of underlining anger towards Talia for keeping Damian from them in the first place.

Alfred examines Damian and nods his head. "He looks very similar to how you had looked at his age but I would still do a blood test just in case." He carefully draws some of Damian's blood to run against Bruce's.

"No matter the result I am still keeping him. He can't go back." Bruce would fight the gods themselves to keep Damian in his home if he has to.

"I hope he isn't yours." Jason said softly.

"Jason! Why would you say that?" Dick's eyes widen in shock, he can't believe his brother would say that!

"Because Damian will have a hard time if he is." Tim is the one who answered. "You had a hard time as a new Gothamite, right? It would be worse for Damian if he is Dad's biological son."

Dick frowned, even Tim... "Why? Why would it be so bad?"

"Because I am the first child born between two founding families," Bruce did not notice Alfred shift uncomfortably but Cassandra did. Not that she would push for an answer, Alfred will tell them when the time is right. "The only one left of any of the founding families and a Wayne, the strongest of the founding families. For my biological child to be not a Gothamite is a crime in the eyes of Gothamites."

"...Isn't that kinda dramatic?" Dick doesn't know if he should laugh but the serious look on everyone's faces made the decision for him.

"The Crowne family died out because their heir's baby was kidnapped by his father." Jason pointed out. "As the last of the founding family, I doubt people want The Wayne to die out the same way and because the mother isn't here for them to blame they would take it out on Damian in the beginning, it would get better over time."

"Oh...I didn't know that..." Dick muttered softly, a traumatic end of a very important family because of their heir's baby being kidnapped would make Gothamites angry if the same thing happen to their last founding family.

Bruce raises his eyebrow. "What do you mean you don't know? I've told you the story plenty of times."

Dick shrug his shoulders. "You told it to me as a bedtime story so I don't really remember."

"...Dick, big brother, do you know who the five Founding Families of Gotham are?" Tim asked as he stare at his brother.

"Wayne, Kane...I'm guessing the Crowne is a founding family as well?" It is clear Dick only remembers his family.

Bruce sighs softly. "Okay, this is the quick run down, the five founding families are the Waynes, the Elliots, the Dumas, the Crownes, and the Kanes. As you know, Kane merged with Wayne. Elliot's head died in a car accident with his wife who was 2 months pregnant."

"Duma was killed off in the American Revolution they were forced to join but they have a branch family that is now known as the Cobblepot. After the American Revolution; Cobblepot helped the reminding founding families help Gotham recover from the financial damage so even though they would never be seen as one of the founding family; they are still very much respected."

"And lastly, the Crowne, Amelia was the heir, after her baby was kidnapped she fell into depression as the years went on and no hint of her child could be found. Her parents watched her waste away and die heartbroken. Her mother, Mary, went mad with grief at the lost of her daughter and grandchild, she was hurting herself and those around her until one day her husband, Burton, found her face down in the water fountain he had built for her with his own hands. He blamed himself for not being able to protect his family and drowned himself in the same fountain after making sure he has his affairs settled."

"What affairs did he need to settle?" This time Tim was the one who asked, all Gothamites might know the stories but they don't know all the details. The only people who could know is another founding family and Tim is right on that guess.

"Mary was a Cobblepot so he gave up everything to them in his Will to protect for when his missing grandson or his descendants are found." They are Waynes, even not by blood, they have the right to know every secret kept between the founding family.

"How is he sure that they won't use it for themselves?" Dick can't see a greedy man like Oswald keeping his hands to himself.

"Mary was an only child so when she married into the Crowne her father, Nathan, found a wife that would give him a new heir, a son named Theodore. Theodore adored his sister even though she is many years older than him and he grew up with Amelia so the news of their deaths hit him hard."

"I've never personally met the man but I remember going to his funeral when I was very young, Tucker and Oswald both swear to him that they will take care of the Crowne's assets and do their best to find him and they've kept their promises. Tucker never stopped looking for the Crowne's descendants even on his deathbed and neither has Oswald; despite being a criminal now. They have never once touched the Crowne's assets and even paid out of pocket to keep their home clean and well maintained."

Jason, Cassandra, Tim, Dick and Stephanie are surprised to hear something like this about Oswald and even though he is still a criminal they are seeing him in a new light right now.

"Now, if that is all I would like to put Damian to bed." Bruce had a long day and he wants to catch some sleep himself.

"There is one thing the children are neglecting to tell you." Alfred said calmly as the kids starts getting nervous.

Bruce sighs loudly. "What is it?"

"You'll find out when you look into the first guest room." Alfred simply said as he starts cleaning up the cave.

Bruce gives his children a pointed look but none of them would look at him so he just sighs and head upstairs to put Damian in his bed before going to check out whatever his children are hiding in the guest room.


Bruce expanded to see a lot of different things when he opened the door to the guest bedroom, a dog, a signboard, hell even The Riddler, yes his children love the Riddler enough that it is one of his guesses, what he didn't expect is to find a drug withdrawal Roy Harper, aka Speedy.

While he knows the basic information about other characters but he had been a Batman fan in his past life so he wasn't too interested to find out more about other characters. Not that it is a problem, he had been gathering information on the heroes and was able to learn plenty about them without relying on his past life memories.

With that said, he can't turn his back on a child in need and he isn't going to make him go through cold turkey when he can do something about it.

He walks up to his bedside and lay a hand on his forehead before letting his magic do its work. Destroying the drugs that are still in his system and putting him in a magically induced coma so his magic can heal Roy's body. "Rest well, Dear." He whispered and place a kiss on his forehead, even though he isn't one of his, before leaving to call Oliver Queen.


~POV Roy~

The first thing Roy register is someone poking his cheek and no matter how many times he tries to hit their hand away they won't stop. He groaned loudly as he pull the blanket over his head and roll away from the poking and that made him freeze in place. A thick warm blanket? A nice soft bed?

He shot up and is shocked to see himself in a beautiful room that wouldn't be out of place in Oliver's home. But Jason at his side and a child he has never seen before but is probably Jason's new sibling drawing at the table pretty much destroy the idea that Oliver had come to bring him home while he's passed out.

"You're finally awake!" Jason grinned widely. "Here I thought you would never wake up."

Jason...the child he had befriended during a party in Gotham that Oliver had dragged him to. His siblings are all nice but he had always preferred hanging out with Jason...even though he is a little jealous of him.

He's a street kid like him but he's lucky enough to be adopted by Bruce Wayne, who loves him as his own and have siblings who have his back. While he was adopted by Oliver just to be his sidekick and kicked out the minute he isn't the perfect kid he wanted.

"Roy, it's nice to see you awake."

Roy looked up in surprise to see Bruce walking over with the child in his arms, he must have gone to get their dad when he woke up.

It took a few seconds but his brain finally caught up to what Bruce said and his hand shot up to touch his face and to his horror, his mask is still on. "How..." He whispered.

"Sorry, that's kinda my fault. We didn't take off your mask but I could tell it was you. And don't worry! We won't tell anyone!" Jason isn't sorry at all as he drops his body across Roy's lap but he is honest with his promise. "Also, good news! Dad called that dumbass and told him we are keeping you or he'll go to court if he tries to take you!"

Roy pulls off his mask, no point wearing it now that they know who he is, and stare at them with wide eyes. "Why would you do all that for me?"

"Why shouldn't I?" Bruce smiled softly as he sat down next to Roy and place Damian on his lap as he gently place his hand on his shoulder. "You're a child, no matter what you do in your spare time, be it fighting crimes or doing drugs, you deserve a home where you are safe and loved. Oliver's failure as a guardian, a mentor, a father, is not your fault and it doesn't mean you deserve any less love and protection because of it." He moves his hand to cup Roy's cheek and stroke it with his thumb as he looks into his green eyes so he can see that he is being sincere in his words.

Roy froze in place, he doesn't remember the last time someone had looked at him with so much warmth and love, especially someone who's practically a stranger to him.

"Let me tell you, you're life has just gotten a whole lot better." Jason sat up to throw his arm around Roy, making Bruce let go of Roy. "Dad is the biggest most loveable pushover in the world!" He laughed.

Bruce let out a heavy sigh as Damian giggle softly. "It has only been a week and they have already corrupted Damian." He said with a fond smile on his face.

As if to show off how spoiled Damian has gotten, he hold up his arms and made grabby hands. "Daddy! Up up!" He demanded.

Bruce let out another sigh as he picks Damian up and cuddle him close. His face might say that he doesn't want this but his body language says that he will fight anyone who tries to take his son out of his protective hold.

Jason grinned as he lean heavily on the older boy. "He might act like he hates it but he actually loves giving us whatever we want and spoiling us with love and gifts so feel free to demand anything you want from him. If he's able to he'll do it in a heartbeat."

All the warmth and love is overwhelming Roy, the hope that not one word of this is a lie, the relief that he is finally able to just be a kid, to make mistakes and bad choices and still be loved unconditionally, it is all too much for the wall he had built around his heart. Tears roll down his cheeks as the last of the wall crumble away and before he realised what's going on; he's in the arms of all three Waynes as he cries for the stress and pain he had to go through, the relief that he can finally let them go and live a better life.

He no longer has to be strong and suck it up, he's allowed to be weak, to be a child and as he calms down, feeling better than he had ever felt, there is only one thought in his mind. 'I'm home. I'm finally home.'