"The poor kid isn't eating anything. He's beyond thins and looks like a little skeleton. At this point I think the baby is bigger than him." Dinah complained to her boyfriend as the pair changed out of their uniforms.
"Can't you do anything for him? A feeding tube?" Ollie asked.
"Bruce won't consent to it." Dinah said in a tone that made it clear she had taken the Batman to task over the decision.
"Why not?" Ollie questioned.
"He wants Dick home with him, he has a doctor he'd much prefer the boy be seeing. But, Dick is adamant on staying in the cave." Dinah explained. "I'm not going to send him away from where he feels comfortable. He's so fragile."
"You'd think Bruce would be more understanding about it." Ollie said, a little in awe that Batman wasn't falling all over himself to do whatever his young protégé wanted.
"I was a little surprised too. I think that he's just in shock honestly." Dinah said as they strolled out into the living room. She took a seat on the couch while Ollie made for the kitchen.
"How's our boy doing?" The superhero asked after Kaldur.
"Another week or so and we'll have to induce him." Dinah complained as she channel-surfed, looking for a movie.
"Is he that late?" Ollie asked, putting a bag of popcorn from the microwave.
"He's not late yet, but he's getting there. Any way the real worry is that the baby is getting quite big. You have to be really careful about that. Especially since Kaldur insists he's having the baby without medical intervention." Dinah explained.
"Is that the best decision?" Ollie questioned, joining Dinah on the couch.
"Wisest decision, definitely not. Best? I guess that's up to Kaldur." Dinah shrugged. "He did agree to have a medical team on standby. Hopefully that' enough."
"Well I suppose it's too late to try to talk him out of it now." Ollie sighed.
"I mean, Roy is still talking to him about it, working out what they'll do if it is necessary." Dinah told him.
"He'd better talk fast." Ollie said, raising his eyebrows.
"Why is that?" Dinah wanted to know. In response, Ollie pointed to her phone, which was lit up on the table. She snatched up quickly, reading the texts from Roy. "He's in labor"
"I noticed." Ollie teased. "You'd better get a move on if you plan on being there."
"I'm going, I'm going!" Dinah jumped up from the couch, rushing into their bedroom.
"Send pictures! Tell the kids I'll be there to see the baby as soon as I'm off duty." Ollie yelled after her.
"Will do." She ran back out, in full Black Canary costume, gave him a quick peck on the cheek, and was out on the fire escape climbing to the roof.
"Are you comfortable?" Wally asked as Dick settled into the bed. "I have more pillows."
"I'm okay." The smaller boy said softly. He closed his eyes and before Wally could say anything else his young friend was fast asleep.
"Night little bird." Wally whispered as he climbed back into his bed alongside Dick. He laid behind him, chest to his back and reached around his waist to rest a hand on his pregnant stomach. It was the only part of the boy that wasn't frighteningly bony and Wally worried often for the health of the dark haired boy and his little son. His hand traveled up Dick's side, feeling the lower edge of the sports bra Dick used to hide the fact that since becoming pregnant, his small breasts had swelled. Hormones would have stopped them from ever forming, he'd just started his first course of testosterone when they'd been captured.
"I'm sorry." Wally sighed. "I'm so sorry little bird." The cry of his three-week old daughter ripped him away from his musings and with a sigh, the redhead pulled himself from his bed once again.