A/N: Nothing much to say for this chapter.

So, just enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own YJ

Chapter 8

She looks up to the warehouse. It looked just like a normal warehouse from the outside, but there was some intimidating feel around it, almost as if something was protecting it, telling intruders to not go in there or they'd meet their worst nightmare.

She swallows. "This is the place." Beside her, Jason groans.

"Can it not be the creepy warehouse?" he asks. She shoots him a look and walks on ahead.

She'll never admit it, but a part of her thinks that he's right. A part of her just wants to give up this hare-brained plan of theirs to bring his father back. But, she knows how he's been feeling all these years without a father to guide him (she's felt the same thing). So, if there's even a slim chance of hope, she'll take it, for him. She just wants him to be alright, and she knows she'd give her life for him.

So she knows there's no turning back now.

"Come on." She sighs.

She places a hand on the door. At that moment, she feels something pulling at her gut. A very familiar feeling. She inwardly groans. Not now, please, not now. She then feels like she's being pulled out of the world. And the thing is this is all happened while her hand was still on the door.

White.

Ice, snow, blizzard, you name it. Everything was white. She's sure that if she were here in flesh and blood, she would be freezing to death. Cold winds were whipping around her and even though she wasn't really there, it still made her shiver.

In the middle of it all, something rose out of the snow.

"Zen?"

His voice brings her back to reality. He's holding her shoulders and judging from his wide eyes, he had been shaking her.

"What just happened?" he asked.

Her head feels like it's about to explode. She moves her hand to her head and away from the door. Her knees suddenly feel like jelly and she's pretty sure that vision took everything out of her. It was never like this before. She's sure that it has something to do with Wally's death.

"Are you okay?" Jason asks her. "You kind of zoned out for a few minutes there."

"I'm fine, Jason, it happens a lot." She quickly says, then mentally kicking herself at what she just said.

"I never knew that." He says in a low voice. His eyes are looking into hers, confusion written all over his face. "Zen, what's going on?"

"That's what I'd like to know."

Both of them suddenly jump, because they know that voice. Sure, it's younger than what they know, but there's no denying it. Now that she thinks about it, there's a huge form right behind Jason. He gulps as she gestures with her eyes to look behind him. They awkwardly turn around.

Standing right there, is a tall man who looks like he could be in his early twenties/late teens. He's wearing a black full body spandex with an extremely familiar blue bird across his chest. His arms are crossed and his domino mask can't hide how much he wants to give them a fully fledged glare with his intimidating blue eyes.

"Who are you kids?" he asks.

She doesn't know what to do. At that moment, it feels like she isn't in control of her body at all. She doesn't know why she's so nervous all of a sudden. Although she thinks it might be because of the man standing in front of her. So, she sheepishly raises her hand and waves, feeling extremely embarrassed.

"Hey, Dad."

Dick pulls on a jacket as he glances at the baby in the cradle by the window. He smiles at how she holds her arms out at the redhead bending over her.

"Thanks for watching Zen for me, Babs." He smiles at her.

"No problem, Dick." She smiles, lifting the baby into her arms. "After all, I'd do anything to see my little goddaughter." She smirks.

He rolls his eyes. "I only made you her godmother because Alfred told me to."

"Yeah, you took Alfred's advice for your baby girl." She sarcastically replies.

"You know just where to strike, don't you?" he grins.

She looks over at him and sets the baby down. He watches as she walks over to him and takes his collar between her fingers, straightening it out. "Do you ever bother to check yourself before you leave?"

"It's part of my charm."

He can feel his throat constricting as he notices just how close they were both standing. She also seems to notice as she looks up and meets his eyes. To his surprise, he finds himself feeling guilty. Why is he guilty? For having a daughter? Maybe he regretted having her once or twice, but he loved her. So, why was he wishing that it had never happened?

"We both know the reason why you asked me to watch Zaina tonight." She softly says, her face inches from his. "I still love you, Dick."

"I still love you too, Barbara." He says. "But it wouldn't be fair to Zen."

Barbara looks at him. "You love her, don't you?"

"She's all I have left. I'd do anything for her."

She nods, giving him an understanding look. "I know." She says, feeling her throat clog. "But, I know you need to look after her. She needs you more than ever now."

"This is why I know she'll be safe with you." His hands go up to her cheek and cradle it. He's staring at her blue eyes and thinking about how beautiful they are. He cups her cheek and leans forward, his eyes on her lips.

Before he can kiss her though, his eyes catch sight of the black haired girl in the corner of the room. It takes him literally all of his self-control to push her away from him. He thinks he can see hurt in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, Babs. I can't do this." He says.

"I know, Dick." She replies. "What we had was amazing, but we both know that you've still got a thing for a certain magician."

"Zee and I could never be together, not now." He sighs.

"Have you even tried?" she asks. "How do you know something if you've never tried?"

He sighs, tells her to be safe and walks over to the cradle. He leans forward and kisses his daughter's cheek, bidding her goodbye and telling her to be good. He then picks her up and hands her to Barbara, smiling gratefully at her before leaving.

Somehow, her words were still playing over and over in his head.

"Found anything?" Artemis asks, arms folded.

Dick looks up at her and shakes his head. "Nothing."

Artemis gives a huge sigh. "I hope they're okay."

He walks over to her and puts a hand on her shoulder. "They'll be fine. They're strong kids. They'll take care of each other."

"But, you know they can't work together at all."

"Trust me, I know." He shudders at the memory of what happened the last time. "But, something tells me they'll get over it."

That simple sentence almost makes his eyes pop out of his head. Or at least that's what she figures, judging by his shocked expression.

"What?"

"You're probably wondering why I called you 'Dad'," she says, looking over to Jason for help. "It's because we're actually from the future."

She knows that even with her voice getting lower that he understood what she means. "So, you're my daughter?" he asks.

She nods. "Might not want to reveal too much…"

"…Or it will disrupt the entire time stream." He finishes. "Yeah, I know that drill."

Both of them stare at him in shock. Her dad was so much more, interesting, when he was younger. How had he changed so much?

"So, how did the two of you get down here?" he asks.

"It's a long story." Jason says.

"We've got time." Nightwing counters.

"We were in some kind of an earthquake." She says, thinking over the quake that sent them into the past.

"An earthquake?" he asks, looking at them with an unreadable expression. "Doesn't seem likely."

"We know. But, here we are." She says.

She watches as he considers. She doesn't think he really buys their "from the future" act. He pinches the bridge of his nose, sighing. "I don't really have the energy to deal with you two." He says. "I've got to go to Metropolis."

"Metropolis?" she asks.

He sighs. "The two of you, stay put."

He puts emphasis on the last two words and she knows that he'd be very angry if he found that they were both gone when he came back. But, she also knows that, even though they're told not to mess with the time stream, this is one time stream they have to change.

If they don't she's not sure if they'll ever make it back home.

A/N: Hope you liked this chapter. I brought Nightwing in. Initially, I thought of Zaina telling him how she was born and about Wally's death, but then decided against it.

Hope you all liked the flashback. Took me some time to decide what to write, and I just decided to show how Dick and Barbara's relationship would be when Zaina was born. As you can see, I'm a Chalant shipper as well. I'm too predictable.

Please review.