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A/N: I'm sorry for how long it took me to update, but I think today is a fitting day for this chapter.

Also, in this story Dick is 18.

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February 2

Commissioner Gordon flipped the switch and brought the bat-signal to life. He knew more than most people thought he did. He knew more than his own daughter thought he did. He knew exactly who Batman was, and he knew who Batgirl was too, of course. She was his daughter after all. He wasn't surprised when he had put two and two together to make four and found out that Batman was the city's 'White Knight,' Bruce Wayne. He wasn't surprised at all, however, when his signal was answered by a Batgirl, a Robin, and a Batman, well, that had surprised him.

"Batman," Commissioner Gordon said casually.

"Commissioner," Batman greeted. "He seems so familiar, but why?" Gordon thought to himself. It would be the first of many greetings the Commissioner would share with the new Bat.

"Killer Croc is on the loose."

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Even though he had been gone for so long, they still fought well together. Batman and Batgirl fell back into routine and the newest Robin had found his place in it. Robin would attack using his acrobats and bo-staff, Batgirl would cover Robin whenever he left an opening in the defense, and Batman would go in for the knockout. Not all battles went that way, they did do their own fights, too, but they worked together whenever they were uncertain.

Of course, several of the villains caught on that this Batman was not their Batman. He was similar, but he definitely was not the same.

"You're not the Bat, where is he?!"

"Did the Bat finally bite the dust?"

"You think you can replace the original? You're second rate at best."

Dick Grayson was sitting at the batcave's computer chair and looking at some files on the monitor, the florescent light shining on his uncovered face, because his cowl was down. He was looking into some recent cases to try to find out what happened and who did them. Of course, he was working on this at two a.m. and had to be at work at six.

"Someone's a busy bee." He heard the familiar voice call from behind him. It was Barbara.

"What was it that Bruce used to say? Justice never sleeps?" Dick replied with a smirk back to her.

"Justice never does sleep, but Dick Grayson needs to." She said caringly as she walked up behind him as she wrapped her arms over his shoulders and put her face right next to his. She, herself, was wearing her Batgirl suit.

"I'll be fine, but I have to admit that Bruce deserves props for what he did on a daily basis." Dick said, slightly distracted by the woman now leaning on him. "It's not easy running Wayne Industries and keeping crime down in the city."

"If anyone can handle it, it's you guys." She told him, supportively. "But, I think it's time for Batman and Dick to get some rest so you can get through the day."

"And what about you? I think Batgirl and Barbara could use some sleep, too." Dick responded, rising to his feet and dragging her up with him. "We have plenty of room for you up stairs."

"I'll go but only if you carry me." She said with a large grin on her face. Her smile was almost as big as it would be if she had received some of Joker's gas.

"Have to do it the hard way, don't you?" Dick said as he rotated his chair to have her in front of him and picked her up bridal style.

"It wouldn't be as much fun any other way." She replied. She held onto him as he carried her up the steps to the mansion.

"I can't imagine that Mr. Gordon is too happy with his daughter spending the night at a 'playboy billionaire's son's residence'." Dick said, casually.

"He knows that neither you nor Bruce are anything like that." Barbara responded, quick as a whip. "He likes you, and he knows that you guys need a little help around here."

"Well that's reassuring, wouldn't want him to hate me." Dick replied as they reached their destination. After he got them to the top of the stairwell, he started to run as fast as he could. She held him tighter and tried to contain her laughter, because she didn't want to wake Jason or Alfred.

"Go faster, Dick!" She laughed out as she identified where he was planning on taking her, it was his room.

"I'm going as fast as I can!" He huffed out. She saw the door come into sight and he slowed down. Once he got to the door, he set her back on to her own two feet. "Welcome to the casa de Grayson."

"I'm sure I'll be having an enjoyable stay." Barbara purred into his ear. Dick was about to respond but he was beaten to the punch: "It's quite nice of you, Master Grayson, to allow Ms. Gordon to sleep in your room while she stays the night here." Alfred said, respectfully. It was almost as if he materialized out of nowhere.

"And I'm sure she appreciates you escorting her here to wish her good night, because you will be sleeping in another room."

Barbara and Dick both were stunned and tensed but nervously laughed. "Right, right, Alfred, that's exactly what was happening." Dick responded, nervously.

"Yeah, yeah it was." Barbara replied. She turned back towards Dick and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. "Thank you for the ride."

"You're welcome." Dick said back.

"Now, Master Grayson, let's take you to where you're going to be sleeping tonight." Dick's grandfather-figure said, guiding him away. Dick turned back towards Barbara and mouthed "See you later" at her. She smile and mouthed "Can't wait" back. "Where you will be sleeping for the remainder of the night." Alfred informed him.

It wasn't until they had walked down the hall that Dick broke the silence: "Do you mind if I stop by Bruce's room before going to bed?"

"I don't see why not." Alfred responded to him. It has been two months, and he knew that Dick visited his foster-father as a nightly routine, even when he didn't go to sleep. "Just be sure to get some sleep. Master Bruce wouldn't want you running yourself ragged."

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To say Dick was tired would be an understatement, he felt drained of all energy. He really should've slept more than three hours, but he felt the need to tell Bruce all about his day, every day. He kept Bruce caught up on everything from Wayne Industries information, to Batman information, to family information and jokes. He wasn't planning on going out on patrol, but when his phone rang and Babs asked him out for dinner that evening he decided that he definitely wouldn't be going on patrol. Gotham could do without him for one night, besides all the major villains were currently locked up.

"Dinner sounds good, Babs, want me to pick you up at seven?" Dick spoke confidently into the phone.

"Yeah, but you get to pick where we eat, surprise me." He could practically hear the smile in her voice.

"Aren't I always full of surprises?" He smiled.

"I can read you like a book, Bat Brain." Her smile intensified.

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A/N: Happy Valentine's day, everyone! I hope you enjoy your day and that you liked the chapter.