So, the few months I haven't been updating, writing, or drawing because I've been dealing with the recent loss of my father. At that point, nothing else mattered and had to go through a very long mourning process since that time. I do have some of the chapters finished but not proof read or not looked at for months. Currently I'm posting and continuing my three current stories (one of them being a non-Batman/Justice League related story), so expect updates. They'll be slow, no lie there, but new chapters are coming. Thanks for the patience and shout out to those who reviewed and continue enjoying my work. I do not own Batman, Wonder Woman, or any of its characters.

Chapter 2 – Exhausted

In the middle of the night, Damien flew away from Nightwing's vision and proceeded into another part of Gotham's wealthiest neighborhoods. Although he knew his eldest "brother" would eventually follow him, the 5th Robin didn't care. For almost two months that woman has been in and out of their home and the scowling ten year old just couldn't stand it anymore. He wasn't sure if the feeling he was having was what Grayson referred as envy or some alien emotion he had yet to pinpoint. What was there to be envious about? Other than the fact she had taken up more of his father's time and energy he had nothing to be envious about. How was he supposed to prove himself when some raven haired bimbo continued to distract him? No, it was not envy Damien believed he was feeling; it was mere annoyance that this woman would intrude in their lives. Now that she'd work her charms on Grayson, there was only one other person he could turn to. Despite the disgust he had at the moment, he proceeded over to Tim Drake's loft. To Damien, it was a low point of his life.

As the youngest Wayne landed on the rooftop of Red Robin's loft, he proceeded inside the building. By the time he reached his brother's domicile, he was appalled at what he saw. There were notes, clothes, books, tools, equipment, and other things he couldn't identify hidden beneath the layers of clutter. On the other side of the room was Tim Drake-Wayne himself, drooling on his laptop as he laid his head on the cover while cans of energy drinks rolled off his desk and gently landed on his civies. Damian scrunched up his nose in disgust as he held his breath and traversed the pile of trash.

Getting close to Drake's ear, he yelled, "wake up you slobbery imbecile!"

A dulled Red Robin jumped up to attack Damian only to trip on one of the energy drinks on the ground and fall cheek first in his mess. Damian shook his head at the sight. "Tsk, and you were a Robin. The fact father would leave the company to you in his absence is just baffling. You can't either hold yourself together."

Tim snarled at that comment. He exhaustedly replied, "Look, I've been going back and forth between Gotham and leading the Titans, not to mention have a girlfriend who'd like me to relax and take her off more. Then, I have to finish projects up in Wayne Enterprises R&D department. Don't have the time to clean up, and if you haven't noticed, can't exactly get a maid or a butler like Bruce to hold down the fort."

Robin crossed his arms. "That's no excuse. Now get up and clean this mess."

"But Deathstroke…"

"… Can wait," both brothers turned to see Dick hold up a pair of Tim's food stained boxers with tongs, "clearly you need some time away from, well, business as usual."

Both boys were surprised by the former Batman's appearance. Damian could understand Drake incompetence in not finding out about Dick's emergence, but the current Robin could only grit his teeth in not recognizing his eldest brother sooner. Dick merely smiled that he still had the ability to catch his younger brother's off guard.

"Away with you, Grayson. I'm handling this."

Nightwing pouted at Damian, "Tim's been overextending himself and you're being mean to him. We've all hit this point in our lives, but you don't need to handle it all by yourself. I'm sure Bruce will understand…"

"… That I have a lot of work to do and let me continue it." Tim latched onto the desk to stand back up. Weakly he strode to his bedroom only to be cut off by Dick. "Please, just let me get an hour of sleep."

"Nope, if you won't accept our help, then I'll just have to give you the Dick Grayson Vacation Special! You'll be happy to know that because you're my brother I'm giving you a special discount – it's free!" he spread his arms wide in glee as Damian continued to glare at Nightwing.

"That's stupid, especially when you made me go to that amusement park. There was nothing amusing about it!" Damian clenched his fist.

"You're just upset your little tummy couldn't handle a little cotton candy," Tim raised his eyebrow at Dick's comment as an embarrassed Damian looked away.

"… It was contaminated by the vendor's lack of hygiene."

"He looked pretty clean to me."

"He had twelve visible tattoos; one was an ice cream cone on his face."

Nightwing crossed his arms, "I happened to enjoy seeing that, thank you very much, and this isn't about you. It's about Timmy and getting him back to 100%. So c'mon, Timmy, lets… oh…"

Tim Drake was lying on top of an empty pizza box with drool on his face and a rat running over his back. The disgusted, conscious brothers cringed at the sight of that. "Damian, you call Alfred and I'll take him back to the manor. He's going to get an earful when Alfred's done cleaning this."

"Why should we waste his time to clean up his mess?"

"Because if we don't we'll be responsible for the infestation of rats in Gotham," Dick carried Tim on his back as he left the loft and Damian alone in the middle of the mess to call the butler.

(A Day later)

Tim woke up with rays of sunlight hitting him in the face. He brushed a hand through his short, unruly hair as he turned in his bed to see that he was back in his room at Wayne Manor – perfectly clean sheets (although kicked around), soft, comfy bed, and changed out of his uniform and into a tee and boxers. The later proved disturbing as he figured the butler (or Dick) changed him when he returned. From above, a hardcover book fell directly on his cranium.

"Ow!" he rubbed the top of his head as he looked down at the heavy book called "The Zen of Cleanliness." "Great, Alfred knows."

Slowly the teen got up and reached for his cell phone on his dresser. Turning it on, he saw he missed 24 messages, all but one of them for business. The one message he received from Stephanie he figured he could handle later because it wouldn't be anything different but her wanting his attention. When the scent of breakfast reached his nostrils, Tim decided to let his presence be known downstairs.

As he made his way into the dining room, his eyes did a double take at the presence of a woman amongst Alfred and the Wayne men. A gorgeous, raven-haired bombshell that he theorized to be one of Bruce's recent "conquest," but upon further inspection (and rubbing of his eyes) he found it to be a familiar face: Wonder Woman. His eyes widened as she noticed his entrance along with the others and a glaring Alfred.

"Uh, hi."

"Hello, Tim. It's been a long time since we last spoke."

"Yes, Master Tim is quite well known to bury himself in his work; you know the old saying, like father, like son," Alfred did a double-take over to Bruce whom wasn't too pleased with that comment.

Dick snickered as Damian continued to look uninterested in Tim until he saw his full form. Alfred coughed and looked over Diana and asked, "Miss Diana, do you and Master Bruce have any plans today?"

Bruce knew what his butler was doing as he observed something from Tim he figured he'd never seen from his third son. A distracted Diana talked to Alfred and saw Bruce was "spacing out" towards Tim's direction while he silently signaled Red Robin's attention elsewhere. Tim caught on and looked down at what Bruce was talking about…

… He gotten a full blown boner at the sight of Diana, and thankfully, she didn't notice. It didn't change the fact that every male in that room did. Tim panicked as he looked up first Dick, whom tried to hold back blowing up in full laughter, Damian who shook his head disapprovingly, and Bruce staring at him with piercing eyes that said, "you better get used to her presence, she's not going anywhere."

Within seconds, Tim ran back upstairs to hide his "shame." By then, Richard burst out in full laughter and excused himself from the room when he did so. Damian, looking up at his father and receiving a nod, proceeded out of the room slowly behind Dick as if nothing happened. Alfred made a slight cough and temporarily excused himself. Diana stirred her tea as Bruce continued his breakfast.

"It might've been better to let him to live in ignorance of his 'excitement.'" Diana remarked as she sipped her drink.

"Considering his brothers were at the table, there was no way to prevent alerting him. Although, I can see why Stephanie hasn't left him yet," Diana lightly smacked Bruce's shoulder as he hid a smirk.

"Men."

"Women," the two had a slight pause before he continued, "Tim needs to get away for a while. Take a few cases off his hands at R&D, and time away from the Titans…"

"But not from Gotham," Wonder Woman gave him a slight eyebrow raise.

"There's no slacking in this family, even if you get overworked."

Diana stood up and walked over to Bruce wrapping her arms around him, " and you know a lot about that don't you?" Bruce grunted as Diana kissed his cheek. "Maybe you can learn about something about relaxing while he's here. Gotham's in good hands in the others."

"Isn't that why I have you?" he looked right at her and kissed her on the lips. Alfred hid in the shadows as he watched the two playfully enjoyed one another's company. The positive influence Diana had on him was something he greatly welcomed and hoped it would become a more permanent change in his life, and with the family returning home, he could only hope for a miracle that the "black sheep" of the Waynes would one day return.

Damian hid behind a thin layered wall to overhear their conversation and playful banter. With every moment he spent with her, he felt he wouldn't get the same effectiveness of his father on the field as he wanted, not to mention attention… that he did not crave. It was not envy; Damian just merely missed his father's attention. The whole point in seeing Drake was to get his support against Wonder Woman's presence in their lives, but considering his reaction to seeing her, he'd highly doubt he would be against her being there.

After Tim changed into some sweat pants (and spending some alone time thinking about baseball), he was ready to face the humiliation that awaited him downstairs. However, he was cut off by a grinning Dick when he opened his door. "Woah there, big guy, need a minute to talk to you."

Tim's cheeks flushed as he barked, "why, to gloat and remind me that one of the greatest heroes on this planet almost saw my package?"

"Almost, ha, that's cute…" a shocked Tim attempted to hide back in his room, but Dick stopped him, "look, you're going to have to face her sooner or later; just make sure to be in a very cold room when you do." Dick laughed then stopped suddenly, "actually, just think about something unpleasing, like Killer Croc, the Joker, or Stephanie…"

"There's nothing wrong with Stephanie!" Tim yelled.

"Could've fooled me with what happened downstairs. Have you ever had that happen when she entered the room?"

"Plenty of times!" Tim's cheeks turned red with that admission.

"Lately?" his younger brother looked away afterward. "Maybe it's because of all the stress and lack of Stephanie time you had."

"Look, I don't need…"

"Yes, Timmy, you do. Consider this a Batcation!" Tim glared at Dick.

"That's a terrible name."

"All considering, you need rest. Oh, I also told Stephanie of your recent confrontation with Diana just to get her caught up on your dangerous life. You two lovebirds have a LOOOOOOOOOT to talk about. Toodles!" Dick ran off as Tim stood in his doorway flabbergasted. This "batcation" he was on was already turning into hell for him.

So, about the future of the title, before anything happens, everyone's going to be introduced slowly, including Jason, but I have a special introduction for him. Even now I'm like Hikaru Utada just for nostalgia and just to get more going. Also, the crossovers with Matriarch of the Wayne won't be for a while, but the first will be a shocker. So, please continue to review and enjoy this story.