As soon as Jason hears crying form the baby monitor, he gets up, and tells a groaning Kim, "I've got this one, go to sleep."
He walks out of the room, in sweat pants and a muscle t-shirt, yawning and stretching, know Justine will keep him up for awhile.
As soon as he enters Justine's room, he knows something is wrong. The presence in the room, it's familiar. He walks over to the crib slowly, the blankets that Kim had carefully tucked around their baby girl had been ripped away.
Justine hadn't done it, her little feet couldn't have been able to kick the blankets that far off of her.
Someone had ripped them off of her, and had seen her. He looks over to the window, it's closed, but the lock had been broken from the outside. Someone was in his house.
Normally, Jason would panic, but he knows the feeling of being watched by those cold eyes so well.
He carefully pulls the blankets back over his daughter, and gathers her up in his arms, before turning around and coming face to face with the intruder.
Batman.
Jason glares at him, "Get. Out."
The glare he receives shows him that's not going to happen. Batman wants answers, and Batman will get them.
"Who's the mother?" Has asks, but he know full well who it is.
"Don't ask me pointless questions." Jason snaps, and Justine cries more, kicking, wanting the yelling to stop.
Jason strokes what little hair she has, trying to calm her so Kim won't come in. That's the last thing he needs.
"You and Kim left Gotham." Bruce says, "Just disappeared."
"What do you think happened?" He asked.
"You got her pregnant." Batman growls, "And then you told her the best thing to do was to leave, leave her family, friends, and her job."
"To protect Justine." Jason says firmly, holding the girl closer, as if trying to protect her from Bruce. "The farther she is from Gotham, the better I'll be able to sleep at night."
"So you brought her to Star City."
"Cleaner, quieter, and just enough action for me to not get bored when I don't have to be around Justine every day." Jason snaps, Not that I mind being around her so much.
"So you take her away from her family too." Bruce said, disgusted. Jason could care less.
"To protect her." He said firmly. "And don't talk to me like I'm ruining her life."
"You're certainly doing a pretty good job of controlling it." Bruce says, growling.
"When she's old enough to make her own decisions, I'll let her!" Jason screams, and Justine screams to.
Jason turns his attention away form Bruce, to Justine. He holds her carefully, talking to her calmly, "Shh, Justy, don't cry." He says, holding her carefully.
"Shh, please don't cry Justy." He rocks her back and forth softly, each word he speaks, it's coated with fatherly love and affection.
Bruce watches silently, and eventually, the door opens, and Kim is standing there, looking at Bruce with accusation. "You, shut up."
She walks over to Jason, taking Justine. After being held by her mother, she calms down, crying less. Kim turns to glare at Bruce, "You woke her up."
"You left." He counters.
"I did it for her." Kim defends, as Jason pulls her and Justine closer.
"You did it for him." Batman growls, and Jason looks at the ground, hurt. The man he looked at as his father, talking about him as if he was a piece of garbage.
Kim walks over to Bruce defiantly, "You get out of my house, right now! When your ready to talk to me without the mask, knock on the front door!"
Batman glares at her, about to say something, but she smacks him right across the face. "Get out!" She orders, and the baby screams again, just wanting the confusion to end!
Batman leaves, and Jason takes Justine from Kim. "You should go back to bed, I won't be able to sleep tonight anyway."
"Should I call work, tell them your sick?"
"Yeah." Jason says halfheartedly, finally able to calm Justine down.
He sat up with her for hours, watching the moon slowly move across the sky. He thought over what had happened, what he needed to do. Finally, when the sun finally peeked over the horizon, he looked down at the sleeping little girl in his arms.
"He'll never hurt you. No one will." He said, each word a commandment he was setting for his future life, no, his new mission. "I will never let them."