Selina laid her head on Bruce's chest with her arm over him, it didn't take long for her breathing to even out. Bruce found that sleep for him wasn't going to be so easily attained. He kept thinking back to the night that he and Selina found Jason. Well, Jason had found them really.

*************Gotham four years ago**************

Selina and Bruce decided to celebrate their wedding anniversary by going out to one of Gotham's most elite restaurants. Dick was going to have a night with Alfred the two of them were going to have a poker night. Alfred had taught Dick how to play in the hopes of him learning something that would get him to stay still for a few minutes. No one had imagined that Dick would be such a good poker player. Card nights became a weekly ritual between the Wayne family they all had fun seeing who had the best blank face as the cards were dealt out. No one knew what could be hidden behind the masks they wore playing cards. Selina and Bruce had gotten dressed to the nines and went out in the Aston Martin looking every bit the most famous couple in Gotham besides the Joker and Harley Quinn.

Tupelo Honey was the five-star restaurant that was known for a unique atmosphere and food. It had a parking lot a few away that was filled with cars of every make and model. The Astin Marin didn't stand out as much as it would have a few more blocks down. The short walk to Tupelo Honey was filled with light chatter as Bruce Selina talked to each other. Their conversation was interrupted suddenly when a small boy stumbled out of an alley, "Ow," he muttered pathetically as he stumbled around. He couldn't have been more than five as he stumbled no parents in sight.

"Are you alright?" Bruce asked inquisitively his Batman and Fatherly instincts kicking in. The boy moaned as if in pain again only to crumble suddenly on the hard pavement. Bruce immediately dropped to check him his mind was racing with all the possibilities that could be wrong with him. He wasn't prepared for the reality the kid grabbed his wallet, leapt into a running position, and vaulted off. Leaving a stunned and unimpressed Bruce and Selina. "Take this alley, I'll take the one over," Selina said in a clipped tone expressing exactly what she thought of having her husband pick pocketed.

The chase was over almost as soon as it started; Selina and Bruce caught him just as he tried to climb a fire escape. The kid fell defiantly to the unsympathetic ground as he glared at both of them in their expensive clothes.

"Here is your stupid wallet! Just take it!" The words the kid shouted sounded too angry for the tiny kid. He looked like he needed a sandwich and a few good night's sleep if the bags under his eyes were any indication of his sleeping habits. He was still glaring when Bruce took the offered wallet.

"What's your name, kid?" Selina asked, he was small but he hadn't been pickpocketing long if he had to generate a distraction. It didn't take a genius to figure out that he'd stolen it because he was hungry.

The kid seemed to deflate at the question he looked at his grubby clothes and then at Bruce and Selina, "What's it to you?"

"Let's get you something to eat and you can tell us," Selina offered while giving Bruce a look that said we'll have a make-up dinner later.

Bruce gave the kid a hand up even though the kid gave them sideways glares. He gave them a look of even more disbelief when he saw the Astin Martin. "You aren't kidnapping me or turning me into the police, right?" His face was trying to be a mask of uncaring either way, but it didn't work he just looked small, and hungry.

"No tricks. Just some supper for you," Selina reassured like she was talking to a smaller child or injured animal.

"Okay," he sighed as he got in the car, he made sure to sit pressed against the door and have a hand on the handle like he was going to jump out at any second.

"Where do you want to go?" Bruce as they got in the car. Selina was already on the phone canceling their reservation at Tupelo Honey. It wouldn't go over well for the kid to be in a posh restaurant and the staff barely let them back in when Bruce and Selina had brought Dick and he tied the cloth napkins on his head like a fortune teller and proceeded to read palms of the other people at the restaurant. It was hilarious, and Dick didn't see why the staff had gotten so upset.

"Anywhere, I guess," he replied.

"Okay, that's vague. How about we go to Wendy's?" Bruce asked he looked in the rear view mirror and saw that the kid shrugged. So he drove the few minutes there in silence when they pulled into the parking lot Bruce had barely put it in park when the kid jumped out of the car.

"Maybe next year we can celebrate our anniversary like normal couples," Bruce told her as they climbed out of the car.

"We aren't normal, and besides what's the fun in that?" Selina said as they walked in.

"What do you want?" Bruce asked the kid who still looked ready to bolt.

"I'll eat anything," he replied. Selina steered him to a table while Bruce ordered. The Wendy's worker gave him an odd look when he ordered, he kept staring at Bruce's designer clothes and cufflinks. Bruce and Selina did look comical compared to the only other couple in there who were sharing a small chocolate frosty.

When Bruce brought they tray over Selina and Jason were talking. It was more encouraging than it had been in the car so Bruce hoped it was a win.

"Bruce, this is Jason," Selina said as she smiled at him.

"Hi, Jason I hope you are hungry. I hope you don't mind I got a little bit of everything," Bruce set the tray down and allowing Jason first pick. He didn't exaggerate when he said a little bit of everything. He had got a salad, burger, chicken nuggets, chili, and each of them a frosty. Jason immediately tore into the chili his face was soon covered with it. He looked every bit a paradox, the tough street kid, and the too small child whose eyes lit up when he saw a whole cup of ice cream for himself. The chili on his face only further endeared himself to them.

"How old are you, Jason?" Bruce asked as he picked up a French fry and dipped in the frosty.

"I'm four and a half," he finished swallowing and then added, "I'll turn five in August."

"Oh, I thought you were older," Selina lied, he was big for a kid that was raised on the streets, but not that tall. He could stand to gain weight, he looked malnourished and underweight for his age.

Jason puffed up himself and grinned a little, "I'm the biggest kid in my class."

"Does your Mom and Dad know you are out this late?" Selina asked when it seemed that Jason had gotten more comfortable around them.

"Mom doesn't care, and Dad isn't around anymore," Jason looked at them carefully before continuing, "It isn't a big deal no one in my neighborhood has two parents."

They talked for a while before Bruce and Selina realized the time, they dropped Jason off at his apartment. They gave him a number where they could be reached at and Bruce and Selina had decided that they would check on the little scamp.

"You realize if this keeps up we might as well just turn the manor into an orphanage?" Selina said on the way home. They both had a weakness for orphans, and it didn't help that orphan's kept appearing in front of them.

It didn't take long for Bruce to do a complete background check on Jason Todd and all of his family and their known and barely known associates. They found that his father was in jail and his mother had been picked up by the GCPD many times for drug use, and prostitution. How he was still on the streets and not in a foster home was beyond them. Gotham was fraught with kids in awful situations that never should have happened. Jason just fell through the cracks, like so many of the other kids.

"I bet he could go far if he had the schooling and a half decent home. We could probably take him in," Selina mused.

"Dick would like a little brother. Alfred wouldn't mind another child in the house," Bruce replied.

"We're going to adopt him aren't we?" Selina shook her head, she saw herself in the little scrappy boy with big untrusting eyes and the street-hardened look on his features. If they didn't do anything to help him no one would, he seemed to precious to let that happen to him.

"We should try to do something else on our anniversary besides adopting children," Bruce laughed when he remembered that Dick was adopted barely a week after they got married. This would be the last of the children they adopted. He saw himself in Dick and Jason reminded Selina of herself a few years ago.

It didn't take long for Social service's to become aware of Jason Todd's predicament and that Bruce and Selina Kyle-Wayne were interested in adopting him. Dick was thrilled and insisted that he always wanted a brother or a sister.

Selina and Bruce laughed at that comment and told him that it probably wouldn't happen any time soon. Well, at least not for a few years. Give them a few more anniversaries and maybe. Jason's adoption was quicker than Dick's had been. They brought him home in one of the more modest cars Bruce would never forget the sheer look of surprise and awe Jason had when he saw the huge mansion. He walked out of the car insisting on carrying his own suitcase half full of his worldly belongings. Dick, who had been bouncing up and down at the thought of a brother rushed out to meet him and pulled him into a bone-crushing hug.

"Hi! I'm your new brother! My name is Richard, but you can call me Dick. I was adopted a year ago so I know all the good spots around the manor. It's huge I used to get lost in it all the time. Oh! You'll love Alfred he's cool for an old man. Dad and Mom are great. Dad is super strong and Mom is like the best at reading books in the voices of the people. I love it here!" Dick prattled as he crushed a surprised Jason.

"Jeez, let me breathe," Jason said as he tried to get out of Dick's hold.

"Oh, sorry! I'm just so happy your here. I always wanted a baby brother," Dick said beaming.

"I ain't a baby! and we aren't exactly brothers," Jason replied curtly.

Dick smiled dutifully and just shrugged, "I'll let you get used to everyone and you can decide then if you want us to be brothers, or not."

Weeks of Jason living at the manor things shifted, Dick and Jason got into a lot of fights with each other. Jason was still getting used being away from his mom and he didn't trust Dick, (Who willingly wanted to be called Dick?). He didn't think that the "good times" at the manor were going to stay that way, his mom would have good days and bad ones so the consistency that he found at the manor was confusing. Bruce and Selina were nice, but weird at the same time. Alfred knew everything and was literally everywhere. They all wanted to know where he was going and what he was doing all the time.

School was weird Jason had to wear a uniform and act like a stupid Wayne. He hated it, the teachers talked about him when they thought he couldn't hear them. He liked having enough to eat and all the books he could read he still missed his mom, more than he wanted to admit. The other kids were weird and Dick was clingy at times. Jason was loathe to admit that Dick was the only kid that he could call his friend.

It was when Jason got into a fist fight with two kids that were much larger than him and Dick didn't hesitate to jump right in and fight for him. Dick got bruised knuckles and a black eye, but he just smiled as he and Jason stood over the other boy's slumped bodies, "Good fight, brother."

Looking at Dick's stupid grin and a black eye, Jason realized that he didn't mind being called Dick's brother. He might be an idiot, but he fought for Jason, and that's what family did.

Wow, I am sorry for updating so late! I never thought it would be a month until I updated. I got a part-job, I got through mid-terms, I accidentally broke my phone, and I have been trying to find a car that I can afford. My job is taking some getting used to. I will try to update sooner than a month, but college is still keeping me busy. I signed up for summer classes and an internship, so updates are going to continue to be slow through the summer.

I was going to put Tim and Jason's origin story together, but it got to cluttered/rushed and I thought it would make more sense to split them up.

I chose Wendy's because a percentage of the profits go to help fund child Adoptions, which seemed fitting for Bruce to go to.

This is the longest Author's note I've ever written, btw.