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Four months later…
Who knew that a baby could change your life for the better? She stood leaning over the crib of her son while Bruce and Richard discussed Hero stuff in the study. She was on leave; her son was only a month old. Jonathon Bruce Wayne was a blue eyed, black haired, baby with dimples and the sweetest baby she had ever seen. Richard was his Godfather and Selina was his Godmother. The child didn't have her powers and she was thankful. Her son didn't have any of her features which was just fine with her. She smiled as Jon cooed; "Hey Rae how is our boy?" She looked up at Richard. They were engaged and she was happy but she couldn't shake this feeling that something was about to go wrong. He kissed her, "Not in front of my son. He's confused as it is." She laughed, "Bruce, really? If anything he'll be like you and Richard. I'll be beating little girls off of him." Bruce and Richard grinned at each other.
'That's just great. Playboys.' "Excuse me, both of you are engaged and one of you is a father. You better not be bad influences on my son." They just laughed at her. She picked up Jon and walked out the room. "Your father maybe a hero but he is such a manwhore." She was going outside with Jon so she had to stop in his room for a blanket. She laid him in his crib and went to his closet for an extra blanket. She opened the door and suddenly a white cloth was over her mouth then nothing.
She blinked the blurriness away and looked around. She started to panic if they got her what about Jon. She tried to yell but she was gagged and her hands were tied behind her back. She was too drugged for her powers to work effectively. "Stop you can't get free my little bird." His hand lifted her chin and she started crying and silently pleading. He was looking down at her with hate and she knew her death was coming. She thought about her son and then Richard praying that both were safe. She had so many regrets; she'd never see her son grow up, never give Richard a child of his own, and she'd never clear her name. He placed his hands on the sides of her face, "Now love, don't be scared. Your son is at home. It's just you and me." He drew out the last words making her shiver. She watched as he walked to a nearby table. He picked up a knife, looked at her and shook his head. Next he picked up a scalpel and nodded.
He walked over to her and smiled pulling her head back by her hair. He held it against her throat, "See the last time we played this game we never got to finish. If we had you wouldn't have that bastard child." She glared at her and strained against her bonds. He laughed at her and said, "Come now Rae. I left him there unharmed. This is between me and you. You betrayed me once again. I died because of you and then you got me locked in that loony bin. Do you know what it's like to hear your killer just a few cells down? Not fun. But you can learn a thing or two from that man like I don't know how to escape. Oh and I wanted to after the beautiful announcement that Bruce Wayne had a child with an employee Rachel Roth." He was dragging the scalpel up her arm, just enough to draw blood. "You know Rae that hurt. I'm your best friend and you didn't tell me. I was so hurt."
He was standing in front of her now and pulled up his mask, "See Rae. You hurt me every time. I love you. You are my everything but no I'm not enough for you. You have to have Dick, Bruce, Roy, and maybe even little Timmy." Now she was really fighting her bonds. 'He was sick. Tim was only thirteen.' "It's useless Rae." His tone had changed he was no longer playing with her. She felt the rope loosen but it wasn't enough. He placed the blade on the top of her thigh and was slowly adding pressure. "Do you know if I hit your femoral artery you'll bleed out in less than oh three minutes, tops?" he pulled back, "But that's no fun now is it?" Tears were streaming down her face now. It felt like she was going crazy. He was looking her in the eyes now, "I told you that you didn't understand what I went through and now, now you do but only a little." She screamed through the gag.
Back at the Manor…
"Hey Rae?" He stopped. Jon was in his crib cooing and wiggling. The closet doors were ajar and a blanket lay on the floor. He looked around the room. He saw a sparkle and moved toward it, it was her engagement ring. She refuse to take it off even when she was cooking. So why was it over here? Suddenly he got a really bad feeling he picked up the ring and then Jon going to find Bruce. He found Bruce in the Batcave, "Does Rae need a brake?" Bruce asked without looking up. "No I found him alone and her ring on the floor." Bruce looked up and stared at him, "Anything else?" "No." Bruce stood and took his son in his arms, "Where did Mommie go?" Bruce headed for the computer and started to look through security cameras. He was looking and then he saw, "there, Bruce." They both watched as a masked man carried an unconscious Raven out of Jon's bedroom. "Red Hood." They said at the same time.