By the time Edward was done cleaning the room he had realized it was over twelve in the afternoon and that he hadn't gone to work. Running out of the room he saw that both Bruce Wayne and his son were gone.

Oh hell no, they did not!

Bruce was enjoying his time alone when Edward slammed his office door opened looking like he had ran the whole way to the office and than up the many flights of stairs. He was gasping and heaving before slamming a folder down.

"Your..." Edward took in some gasps of air. "Late... for... a meeting..."

"I don't feel like going."

"You.. your... going...!" Edward yanked and tugged at the man until he got him up before pushing him out the door. "Hurry... up!"

Bruce made it to the meeting where people seemed surprised to see him even if the boss was late and they started the meeting and Wayne's new assistant stayed standing at the Man's side the through the whole two hours even handing him things he needed.

Tim had left the office at lunch time and found himself in some of the shops across from Wayne Enterprises and was starting at the items inside. Walking in he went to look at the clothes.

Picking out at least five outfits he tried them on quickly before taking to the sales lady and she rang them up before asking if he wanted them delivered. Tim nodded and since she already had two addresses he told her to have them delivered to his apartment.

Going to the next shop he had the urge to buy some plates. Maybe some pillows, a couple new cookware because those were useful so it made sense to get them right? Yes, he needed three sets.

Walking around Tim picked out a variety of odd items before paying for them and going to another store. After visiting five stores he returned to the office with a few bags in each hand before going to his office and putting them aside so he could take them home later.

Sitting down he started his work when the door opened and Edward walked in with a plate, set it down before spotting the bags and giving Tim a long stare before he walked over to count them.

"Seven." Edward looked at the teen. "How many more at the apartment?"

Tim shrugged before going back to his work. "Did Bruce make it to his meetings?"

"Yes," Edward peeked into the bags. "More clothes?"

"I like clothes."

"Most of them where never opened." Edward stood up. "However as long as the apartment stays clean I don't mind."

"Hm." Tim stared at him. "You left Bruce alone?"

"Only for a moment."

"He's probably gone by now." Tim smiled pointing to the door. "See? the door's open."

Edward whipped around seeing the door that lead into Wayne's office was opened and he knew he had closed it. For a second he was stunned before scowling and taking off after the man.

"Oh no you don't! Wayne, get back here!"

Bruce made it to the elevator pressing the first floor before waving as they closed on Edward who smacked into the thing banging on it. Going down was relief. Jeez, Bruce admitted he worked well on his company but Edward was keeping him on track which would get in the way of his other activities and that just wouldn't do.

As Bruce waited to go out and enjoy a nice lunch he heard something. looking up at the escape latch Bruce frowned as the sounded happened again. No. No, no, Edward didn't... oh crap he did.

The latch opened and the redhead glared at him. "You are not leaving. We have a lot of work to do- Ahhh!"

The elevator had stopped sensing the latch opened and gave a jolt causing Edward to fall. Bruce caught Edward before he hit the floor before helping him stand up. Edward gasped before frantically scooting away from Bruce and straightening his clothes.

"Thank you for almost killing me." Edward gave him a dirty look. "I do love almost falling to my death."

"I wasn't the one who climbed into the elevator shaft." Bruce frowned. "Why are you so keen on making sure I'm at each meeting? I get the reports and make a decision from there."

"Mr. Wayne," Edward said as if talking to a small child. "Listen to me very carefully... You are the Boss... they are your employees... You and them... work... together... Understand?"

"I don't know." Bruce gave him a smirk. "What's a Riddler without a riddle?"

"Oh ahaha, that was hilarious ." Edward glared at him and started to poke him int the middle of his chest. "Listen here Mr. Wayne I do not like your words on play and I will be making your life hell for the rest of the day."

Edward wasn't kidding.

Bruce was ready to leave and wondering how Edward had such a strong grip because his had a fist of his jacket in his curled fist reading over a new plan to so as Bruce walked he was pretty much dragging Edward around with him.

"Oh, Mr. Wayne there's your son." Edward said looking a him. "With more shopping bags no doubt. YOu know he has a problem."

"It's only three bags and he did just go out to lunch."

"Lunch? He went to lunch three hours ago."

"What?" Bruce looked over seeing Tim make his way to his office door, go in and come back out without the bags and heading off to the where the coffee was. "I'll ask about it later."

"Isn't he kind of young to be drinking coffee?"

"He's seventeen."

"Yes, but he-"

"He's small for his age," Bruce made a face. "I'm only told by many people everyday."

"Oh, I see," Edward said sarcastically. "It wouldn't happened to be because his father let him have coffee would it?"

"Or it might because it's in his DNA." Bruce shot back. "or maybe you don't read the news because unfortunately Tim wasn't born my biological child."

"Mehmehmeh."

"Did you just make an annoying mimicking mumble at me?"

"Oh dear it's learned to think."

Bruce had the urge to strangle Edward.

Edward was happy when he got home ready to relax, make some dinner and than... clean the house?! What?! Edward frowned seeing some boxes on the counter, a dress-shirt and jacket on the couch.

There was also shoes half sticking out of under the couch. Next he found several bags and by that there must have been about fifty of them on the floor or the coffee table and also sitting the couch were boxes.

Opening the boxes Edward found shoes, candles, silverware, so many phone cases for five different kind of phones, headsets, mouse pads, wallets and other things. Closing the boxes up Edward walked down to the hall to the master bedroom and peeked in seeing Tim inside on a step stool trying to force some boxes up on top of the closet shelves and once he got them in he climbed down moving the step stool over and proceed to put more boxes up.

"Um, Tim?"

The teenager didn't event urn around as he pushed the boxes back. "Yes?"

"You left your stuff out."

"I'll get them in a minute..." Tim sighed. "I'm having trouble fitting everything in here."

"That might because you keeping buying stuff your not using." Edward smiled walking into the closet. "I know why don't we take everything that you don't use and probably never will use and maybe the old clothes and donate them."

"But their mine." Tim defended. "i need them."

"Alright," Edward watched closely. "Why do you need them so badly?"

"Because."

Edward nodded as he already new thing was a problem but it was also an addiction, whcih was clear. So the teen must have had some recently trauma in his life. Curiously he walked over to the window watching some of the homeless walk by.

"It's cold out... Those poor people."

Tim sighed. "Alright, I know where this is going... just a few things. Old things."

Bruce was watching from an amusing distant as Edward placed old things down in a pile to donate and Tim would pick them up the second they were down and put them back where they came from only for them to repeat.

It was when Tim looked like he was going to legit start to cry did Bruce step in. "What's going on?"

"Tim won't let anything go."

"Their mine."

"Tim, here." Bruce handed over a credit card. "Go get something online while I talk to Edward."

Edward made a shocked gesture as he watched Tim grab the card and hurried over to his room and onto his laptop. Mouth still open Edward looked back and forth before closing his mouth and glaring at Bruce.

"You do know you are fueling his addiction, right?"

"I know." Bruce had a look of a father who had seen this before. "Better than smoking, drugs or alcohol."

"Mr. Wayne did something happen to your son? I mean not to be rude or accusing but... your child has PTSD."

"I know. Before he came to live with me he had a some family issues and later..."

"I read about Mr. Drake's death." Edward folded his arms. "Heard the boy was with him when he two men killed each other. It must have triggered this."

'That, Tim's friends dying, me dying, Damian, Dick, Jason,losing his spleen, coming back to life, Kon coming back to life, almost dying himself, and than there was the recent thing about Tim and Kon not so secretly dating and Tim and Kon not coming out as gay... probably all of those.' Bruce thought as he watched Edward continue on and pretty much ignored him. 'Could Tim think he's hiding the Kon thing from me? I'm Batman. I know everything.'

"Hey!" Edward smacked Bruce rather hard on the arm. "I'm talking to you!"

"Sorry, I was ignoring you."

Probably not the best thing to say to an already frustrated redhead because Edward smacked him upside the head.

"This is serious, Mr. Wayne!"

"Alright, alright, we'll talk about it later but for now I think Tim's at an alright level."

Edward walked into the kitchen and opened all the cabinets, the dishwasher and the over all of which were full of clothes and random items and the poor over was filled with nothing but socks and the always smug redhead had his arms crossed giving him a very clear 'Really? Are you sure?' look.

"...Tim, I need to talk to you."

"Yeah," Edward smirked at him. "That's what I thought."

To Robin0203: Thank you, I love Bruce/Tim comfort too! I love them being a family and can't get enough of if XD

To grandshadowseal: Yep, Jason saw a chance and decided to take it! XD And yes, Tim will end up thanking him... maybe XD

To PinkBat7941: Aww, thank you! I didn't know you followed me there too lol. But are you referring to this story of Tim being sick or another 8D. Just asking because I'm so tired right now and half dead XD

To Guest: lol Yes, Edward is amazing! Tim's life is going to change and so is Bruce's lol