DICK'S POINT OF VEIW:

I called Kimberley over while Damian and Justin were at school, trying to make sure Kimberley wouldn't run into Justin. Unfortunatly, my effort was shattered as she said, "You know, Dad told me that this teenage girl came intothe shop the other day, said she shot a bullseye without looking."

"Oh really?" I asked, trying not to look suspiciouse.

She gave me a slight glare, "Dick, I have known you for twentey years, Your like my big brother, and I've seen your poker face more times than I'd like to admit. I know when your up to something, and my guess is it involves that kid, so spill."

I sighed, leaning back in my chair in the Batcave where we were talking, "I need your help with... a case Kim."

"Dick," She said firmly, "You know I'm retired from hero work, I've been retired since... you know... and I really don't wanna go back into it."

"I'm not asking you to, I just need you to answer some questions." I said.

"Fine." She said, crossing her arms, and then her eyes widend, "That kid... she had a great shot Dick, I saw on the security camera in the shop. She was standing so the camera couldn't see her face, and I'm guessing she did it on purpose. Dick... are you trying to bring back Blue Jay with that kid?"

"No!" I protested, "But this kid, she does involve you and your cooperation Kim, now, tell me all about your daughter."

She pailed, "Dick, you know that-"

"I know." I said firmly, "But please, tell me, what did she look like, what was her name, everything Kim."

She sighed, "OK, but I want a very good explanation afterwards. She had my hair, my eyes, but almost eerything else was Jason's, her skin, her face, even her smile and laugh."

I put my head in my hands, this was fiting together perfectly, there was no denying thetruth now. I took a deep breath and then asked, "What was the kid's name?"

"I named her Justine, and gave her my last name." she said, "Now Dick, what are all these questions for?"

I looked up at her, and then stood, lightly grabbing her shoulders. Kim was like my little sister, and I didn't want her to get hurt f it turned out this Justine wasn't her Justine, but it was all fitting together to well. "Kimberley, what would you say if I told you that there was a chance Justine was alive?"

JUSTINE'S POINT OF VEIW:

I told Damian to go ahead home without me, and he didn't even ask why, just said, "Make sure your home in time for me to beat you at video games before dinner."

"Glad to know you think so much about me Damian." I said, he just turned away and left. I walked to downtown Gotham, and went to Mathilda's Weapon's Shop again. I don't know why I was, I just liked it there. I walked in the front door, and George smiled up at me, "Got anything new?" I asked.

KIMBERLEY'S POINT OF VEIW:

My mouth fell open, "She's been here for five weeks?" He nodded, "Justine has been living in Wayne Manor for five weeks?" Again, he nodded, "AND YOU DIDN'T THINK TO TELL ME UNTIL NOW?"

He cringed, "I just figured out she was your kid today."

"You could have told me that there was a kid who looked almost exactly like Jason living in Wayne Manor!" I screeched.

He rubbed the back of his neck, "I didn't think you'd wanna know."

I sighed, "It's OK Dick... did Jason... did he know?"

"We don't think he did." He answered.

I nodded, "Is she coming home soon?"

"Pretty soon." My heart nearly stopped. Justine was going to be here soon. My little girl, my baby. Mommy's little assassin.

Damian walked past us, "Don't count on it, she took off."

"What?" I screeched.

"Calm down, she said she'd be back before dinner." He said.

Dick sighed, and went back to the batcomputer, while I asked, "Where would she go?"

"What do I look like, her keeper?" Damian sassed.

I glared at him, "Why don't you-"

Damian cut me off, "How about you go to-"

"Damian!" I screeched, "Can you talk like a ten year old for once?"

JUSTIN'S POINT OF VIEW:

"OK, what's the range of an AK-47?"

"Eight hundred meters." I answered, "Give me a hard one!" George had been testing my knowledge of guns and other weapons since I came in. I was loving it. I liked George, he was nice, and he didn't give me 'how the heck do you know this' looks, almost as if he was used to teenage girls knowing all of this.

George smiled, "OK, how many rounds can an AK-47 fire in a second?"

"About 10 rounds persecond." I said.

He nodded, "Yeah, how do you know all this stuff?"

"My sen- I mean my father taught me." I said, stopping myself from saying sensei. I wasn't used to calling Jason my father yet, and I had half a mind to just give up on that effort. However, he was my father and I was happy about that. Yeah, happy about another honor I don't deserve.

He nodded, "OK, well, it's time for me to close up, you might wanna get home."

I looked at the clock, and my eyes bulged, it was 9:00, dinner had been two hours ago! I bolted out of that shop and ran like the devil himself was chasing me.

JASON'S POINT OF VEIW:

I had been standing on a roof top across from Kimberley's house, the first floor being the weapon shop. I was hoping to see Kim, talk to her maybe. I knew it was a very very very long shot, she hadn't been in Gotham for fifteen years now. (Dang, where has he been for the past fifteen years? Oh yeah, training Justin, duh!) Still, I was hoping like a fool that maybe she had come home for a visit, on the exact same day I had cut my ties with the League of Assassins and decided to come back to Gotham. The gangs I controlled to make sure they didn't do any unwanted damage were slipping out from my control since I hadn't been in town for a long time. Scratch that, they weren't under my control at all, they had seen their chance to rebel from under my sway, and had taken it.

Maybe I should cut off some people's heads again, scare 'em that way. THey'd been working for me again in no time.

Instead of seeing Kimberley rush out of the shop, I saw Justin. She raced down the street at her top speed, something must have spooked her to have her running like that. She might have stolen something and ran, but George, being George, would have ran after her, Kim would have too if she was back. Maybe George scared her like he loved to do to the neighborhood kids? No, she wasn't one to get scared at gun fire. Maybe she was meeting someone?

If Justin was meeting someone, it meant she already had connections in the city... she hadn't joined a gang had she? She might of, if she got hungry and needed money to get food. Anyone will do anything if they were hungry enough. Maybe she needed a place to stay, or she had given into the darker nature of man, and had decided to go back to doing what she was raised to do, kill.

'Doesn't matter.' I decided. If Justin had joined a gang for whatever reason she had, I needed to get her out of it before I made moves to get them back under my control again. Justin shouldn't be attracting any attention, and in a city like Gotham, someone with her skills, in a street gang? Yeah, that would attract a lot of attention.

I followed her down several streets, and felt partly annoid, and partly proud at the fact of how difficult it was to keep up with her, and to keep trac of her.

If I let my eyes wander for a second, she would be gone. She was using the shadows to her advantage, making it seem like she was going down one way when at the last minute she went the opposite. Any thug following her would lose her immediatly. After a few seconds, it became easy to follow her, because I had taught her the trick.

I expected her to duck into a warehouse, or an abandoned building, but instead, she turned down into the nice part of Gotham. Well, as nice as it got in Gotham, and she race up to Wayne Manor. Was she going to break in? Is that somehting the Gang she might be in asked her to do, break into Wayne Manor and steal something? Good luck with that Justin. Justin maybe really good, but it was difficult for me to get in without tripping alarms, Justin was half as good as me, better than Damian, Bruce's brat. She was going to trip at least one alarm going in.

Instead of jumping over the fence, she took out a small card, and put it in the slot in the gate, it scanned the card, and the gates opened. She raced in, and the gates closed behind her. My mouth fell open, Justin was staying at Wayne Manor. Kimberley had told me years ago, and I was really starting to believe it, Irony thy name be Gotham.

JUSTIN'S POINT OF VEIW:

As soon as I walked in, I knew something was up, I mean, every one was smiling to much, and some strange lady was pacing the floor, but when said strange lady hugs me out of no where, and all everyone (except Damian) does is smile at the sight, if that doesn't say 'something is not right' I don't know what does. Maybe babies destroying Gotham with teddy bear grenades?

The woman pulled away, and smiled at me, "You grew so much, your going to be taller than me one day."

I raised an eyebrow, "Do I know you?"

She smiled sadly, "No, but I know you Justine."

"How did you know-" I started, no one used my real name except Alfred, and that doesn't count.

"I know your name because I'm the one that gave it to you." She said, smiling even more.

I narrow my eyes, and looked at her, really looked at her. That's when it clicked. Her eyes, my eyes, her hair, my hair, the way she walked, she could hold her own, and then some. The way her eyes faced foreward, but you could tell she looked at everything, she was alert. This woman, she was my... I couldn't say it, but I had to try, "Are you my..."

She nodded, she knew what I was talking about. What I did next was pure juvenile instinct. I practically threw myself at her, and wrapped my arms around her. She was taken back by the sudden display of emotion, but none the less, she hugged back. I had found my mother. I was going to want to know a lot of things, I had a lot of questions, but for right now, the hug was enough.

For the next four hours, me and her sat in my room, and she told me everything about her life, but what interested me most was when I found out George was my grandfather, I almost fainted. I had been hanging out with my grandfather just earlier, and I hadn't even known it. When she talked about Dad, I listened intently, memorizing every word she said. She told me how she had ran away with me so I wouldn't get mixed up in Dad's Red Hood life. I couldn't blame her, even though it hadn't actually worked.

I asked her if she ever considered trying to have a life with him again. She told me she thought about it every day. Then we talked about me, I told her all about teh League, and how when I was put under Dad I finally found out what emotion was. She listend about Dad, and I told her what he told me about her, how he still loved her. She smiled at that, and said she still loved him too.

Then, Dick asked Mom to stay for the night, and she agreed. When I went to sleep that night, I couldn't help but hope that maybe Mom would move in, she lives in a small one bedroom apartment, so I can't exactly move in with her.

Maybe even Dad could move in too, I slapped my forehead for thinking that, there was no way possible that Dick would let him do that, he was a killer. He might let him if Dad stopped killing, but that wasn't going to happen. Only fairytales had happily ever afters, no one got a perfect ending, at least not people like us. We die unhappy, we don't get to do the kind of work we do and expect to have happy families.

Wow, Justin really hopes for the best in life, huh? Anyways, now she knows 'everything' and Jason is back in gotham! Am I the only one happy about that? I know Justin is.

Justin: Shut-up before I shoot you, I'm trying to sleep!

Me: Y-yes Ma'am. Bye every one, and don't forget to review, cause it makes me and Justin happy!

Justin: That's it! *Fires gun, but I'm already gone*