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"Wake up!"

Richard rolled over and pulled the comforter over his head. "Go back to bed." He groaned.

Alfred, Emily, and Emma paid no attention and continued to jump up and down on the bed. Richard cracked one eye open to look at Rachel. She was still somehow asleep, which was very good. If she woke up now, the rest of the day would be hell for everyone.

"Fine. I'm up." Richard sat up, rubbing his face. The kids smiled and ran away, probably to go and pester Alfred into sneaking them sweets instead of fruits.

Richard slid out of bed; taking care not to make the bed shake. He walked put into the hallway, closing the door behind him. Sticking his head into the nursey, Richard was relieved to see that Arella was still fast asleep. He made his way down the stairs to the kitchen where Emily and Emma were ripping apart waffles and eating them with their bare hands.

"Morning dad." Mary said as she sat at the table.

James just scowled down at his food, still upset at being grounded. For him, grounded meant no video games, no computer, no friends over and a limited T.V. time.

For Mary it was no friends over, no extra reading, no computer, and also limited T.V. time.

Richard walked over to them and kissed the top of their heads. Stepping back, he noticed as they sat side by side that James, despite being one and a half years younger, was becoming taller than his sister. Mary was shorter and slighter than all thr other kids. This, Richard realized, was caused by her being born premature.

"Richard." A soft voice whispered.

"Hmm?" The room was dark and Richard himself was half-asleep. It had been a long, hard day at work and he needed the sleep.

"S-Something's wrong." Rachel's voice was so worried and pain-laced that Richard opened his eyes and looked at her.

She was standing in the batroom, both hands over her swollen stomach. In the pale light, she looked paler than normal and seemed to be shaking.

Richard was up and at her side in seconds.

"It's too early." She seemed to be speaking to herself.

"Rachel." Richard grabbed her shoulders and forced her to face him. "What's going on?"

She turned her large eyes towards him and he saw the panic in them. "I thought it was just indigestion." She whimpered. "It's only been six months Richard. This isn't possible."

Richard suddenly realized what was happening. "Oh god." He breathed. He shook his head firmly. He could not whimp out right now. His wife and soon-to-be born child needed him. Richard took a deep breath and put his arms around her. "We need to get you to STAR Labs. Now."

Rachel nodded but winced as pain rippled along her abdomen. Richard led her out of the house and to the cars, not bothering to change either of them.

As he drove, Richard mentally hooked himself up to the Watch Tower. "J'onn?"

"Hello Dick. What can I do for you today?"

Richard forced down the face he made at his nickname.

"Is Batman there?"

"When is he not?" Richard could almost hear the martian chuckling.

"Just tell him to get down to Star Labs as soon as possible."

"I will make sure. Goodnight Dick."

"Night J'onn."

The car screeched to a halt and Dick quickly walked around the car to help Rachel out, who was inturn breathing the way the teacher had instructed. She clutched one of his hands, her nails marking the skin.

"Call Doctor Faulkner! Tell her something's wrong with Rachel."

Not two minutes later Rachel was whisked away, leaving Richard to pace outside the room she had been taken into. Bruce arrived shortly and nodded silently to his eldest son.

About a hour later, Kitty walked out of the room. She smiled tiredly at Richard and Bruce. "Good evening." She said.

"Are they alright?"

Kitty nodded. "You have a beautiful baby girl Mr. Grayson. You're wife is resting right now. We're going to need keep your daughter here for a few weeks since she was born so early."

Richard smiled at let out a relieved laugh.

They took Mary home exactly three weeks and fours days later.

"Hey dad?" James got up and dumped his empty plate in the sink. "Can you take me to the game today? I kinda forgot to ask Max so.. yeah."

Richard sent his son an are-you-kidding-me look. "You. Forgetting about soccer. This is new."

James stomped his foot. "Daaaaad!" he whined. "Can you take me our not!"

Richard gave an amused smile and nodded. "Yeah, I can take you. What time?"

"I have to be there by noon."

Richard turned back to the coffee he was making. "Fine."

James smiled and made his way up to his room.

"Daddy." Emily walked up behind him.

"Yes sweetie?" He picked her up and sat her down on the counter infront of him.

"Why does everyone else have less brothers and sisters?" She asked, swinger her small legs.

Richard looked at her for a moment. "Well, they just choose not to have anymore kids."

"How?" she asked.

"They just don't do...a certain action."

Emily looked up at him, blue eyes wide and innocent. "You mean banging?"

Richard choked on air. Mary stared at her sister.

"Where did you hear that?" Richad asked when he had finally recovered.

"Damian told me."

If this had been a cartoon, there would have been a vein pulsing in Richard's forehead.

"Of course." He muttered. He turned back to Emily. "Just, never say that again." He placed her back on the ground and she ran off to find her sister.

H glanced at Mary who still looked shocked. "You too."

She smiled and stood. "Don't worry dad. I have some level of self control."

Richard walked out onto the balcony where Rachel was. She sat in the meditative pose, breathing steadily in and out.

"Hey." He said, plopping down in one of the chairs.

She didn't answer but he saw her shake her head slightly.

"You know, breakfast is a wonderful thing to have. I mean, really!"

She opened her eyes and glared at him. "Go away."

"Nah." He smiled at her.

She sighed and turned away, meditating again.

"Hey, James asked my to take him to his game today. Want to come?"

Her head snapped towards him. "Get. Out." She growled.

Richard put his hands up and walked back into the house. "I'll take that as a no." He called.

Well, I'm going to end it here because if I don't it will go on and on.

Do you guys think that the flashback was wierd? And I feel like James came out as a brat. Oh well. Please review if you liked it!