A/N: Tim is slowly recovering from being in Devlin's clutches a second time. With Samantha now part of the family, and Tim determined to marry her, Jason and Dick have taken it upon themselves to teach Tim how to please a woman without Bruce knowing about it. Something powerful happens and two brothers are in hot water with their father. Dick and Jason decide they had better keep out of Bruce's way for a while by taking a case that leads them out of Gotham. The case however has to be interrupted when word reaches them that Tim has a life threatening illness or is it? And has that case actually come to Gotham?

New Life, Death, and Soul Easters

by

AJRedRobin and JasonToddLover

Part 8: Legacy

Jason turned in the rental car while Dick went to a check-in kiosk to acquire boarding passes. They flew back to Gotham on the earliest flight. Jason tried to get Dick to talk more, but he refused.

'All he wants is to see Tim, and I don't blame him. I wonder about Samantha, how she's taking this or my Sasha. The whole family, even. I can't wait to get home.'

Dick was silent during the whole plane ride back to Gotham.

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Sasha found Samantha in the Wayne Chapel. She'd been crying. She quietly approached and sat down next to the younger girl.

"Samantha . . ."

Samantha was crying hard. "I don't want Tim to leave me," Samantha wailed. "I'm going to be so lost without him. The only thing I will have are these babies to keep his spirit alive, and I didn't even tell him yet."

Sasha was stunned. Samantha was pregnant? She should have guessed something like that had happened. How could Samantha know? They all felt the power of Tim's aura, but no one guessed that Tim had given Samantha a very powerful gift. Sasha rubbed Samantha's back.

"Tim doesn't know you're pregnant?" Sasha questioned.

"No."

"But his aura . . ." Sasha could not believe that Tim would not know. "You have to tell him, Samantha. And you should look at them as a gift," Sasha said. "Maybe he knew in some way. And he didn't want you to be alone."

Samantha didn't deny or agree with Sasha's insightful comments. She continued to weep. They sat together in the cold chapel keeping each other company, until Sasha had an idea she hadn't thought of before.

"Samantha, I just thought of something. Can your powers tell if your babies might be a bone marrow match for Tim?"

Samantha continued to sob, not hearing Sasha's question. 'He's going to leave. I don't want my babies not knowing him.'

"Samantha, listen to me. You should check to see if your one of children might be a bone marrow match for Tim. Please try. For Tim's sake."

Samantha tried to pull herself together.

"Think about it," Sasha continued. "If one of his children is a match, just think. That child could save his father even before that child is born."

"How?" Samantha questioned. "Oh, they are both boys by the way."

"They would have to test the bone marrow DNA. They are too small right now. You would have to be in your third trimester. Six to nine months."

Samantha held her hand up to her belly. She could feel their auras. Somehow, they knew Tim wasn't feeling well. They were connected to their father, just as she was. "

"Can you tell from their aura?"

Samantha nodded. "I think I can."

"Then do it. Which one is a match."

Samantha placed both hands on her tummy. She greeted her children inside her. 'Hello little ones.' Their auras wrapped around her hand. Samantha closed her eyes and looked down, focusing. She sensed one of her children's auras was just like Tim's aura. How was that possible? Each aura should be like a fingerprint as different and unique to that person. A name popped into Samantha's head.

"Caine?"

"Which one did you say?" Sasha questioned. "You didn't give the babies names yet."

"I was going to ask Tim if we could name one of them Caine, after a little boy I used to help out with at the village I use to live in, before Devlin took me away."

"That is a perfect name . . . Odd, I remember Jason mentioning about a Caine."

"Did he want to name your son Caine?" Samantha asked.

"Jason told me when Bruce when he was 19, he met a man named Caine. He was traveling looking for people to teach him all kinds of fighting techniques. He taught him kung fu."

"Oh." Samantha felt Caine's aura swirl happily at the mention of the martial art. "Caine's going to be a fighter. I can tell. Well, to keep our minds off of things want to discuss baby names? You haven't named your little ones."

"We have yet to decide," Sasha said. "We don't know what we're having yet."

Samantha wanted to check for her. "Do you want to know or is it a surprise?"

"I really want to know. I'm hoping they will be one of each. I'm having twins as well."

Samantha raised her hands to Sasha's belly. The babies' auras were strong, just like their parents, a boy and a girl. "You will be having one of each," Samantha said happily.

It was great to be able to get their minds off of the tragedy that was befalling them. All too soon, they were going to have to face a loss that no one wanted to. Samantha could sense that this was affecting Dick more than anyone. She could sense that Damian had closed himself off, just like Bruce. Bruce was trying to keep busy, as if he was distancing himself. Jason, was a stone wall of silence, refusing to even deal with it. And Alfred, he was keeping his own council, hiding behind that stoicism that was very British and yet she could sense he was mourning inside. Samantha's thoughts were interrupted as Sasha gushed.

"Oh I can't wait to tell Jason. He will react like a girl." Sasha placed a consoling hand on Samantha's arm. "Maybe . . . Maybe you should tell Tim . . . About Caine . . . About his children. He has a right to know doesn't he?"

Samantha nodded, but she was hesitant to move. She didn't want to see Tim fading out of existence. Even now she could sense his aura was fighting, but his body was weak and frail.

"Samantha, you have to face him. I just bet he's missing you and feeling alone."

'I'm so scared to see him, but I want to be in his arms.' Samantha thought. "Okay." Samantha agreed reluctantly.

"I think he'll have good days and he'll have bad days and he's going to need you for both. And if you strengthen his aura he has a better chance of surviving."

Samantha stood up, realizing that Sasha's words made perfect sense. "Alright I'll go see him. Thank you, Sasha." Samantha kissed her cheek and headed up to see her man.

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Tim was feeling lonely. No one has come to see him since Dr. Leslie told him about his condition. He wanted his brother to talk to. He wanted Samantha to hold him. He wanted to live. Someone knocked on his door and poked their head in. It was Samantha.

"Tim?"

"Samantha," Tim opened his arms. He needed her. Samantha went to the bed to lay in Tim's arms. "I'm sorry. I'm so scared."

Samantha latched onto Tim, not wanting to let him go. She started weeping again.

"Shhhh. It will be all right," Tim consoled her. "We'll fight this."

Samantha snuggled closer to him. She felt Tim brush the hair away from her face. "I want to tell you something."

"Tell me something?"

"I'm pregnant," Samantha said.

"I know," Tim said with a slight smile.

"You know?" Samantha was surprised at that revelation.

"I could tell when I used my aura," Tim explained. "I don't know why I did it. Maybe I knew I was going to die."

"Don't say that, I don't want you to die. I don't want our children to be without their father."

"They may not have any choice. I'm not going to be around to see them grow up."

"You don't know that," Samantha argued. "Right now, I don't want to talk about you dying. We should talk about something else."

"Like what?"

"Baby names," Samantha stated.

"Funny you should say that. I've been thinking about names for the boys. ""You know they are boys as well?

"Yeah," Tim confirmed. "I wanted boys."

"I was wondering. Can we name one of our boys, Caine?" "Caine . . . can I ask why?" "There was a boy I helped raise in the village. He was like a little brother to me."

Tim nodding that he agreed. "Yes . . . I think that would be nice."

"Thank you," Samantha smiled.

"So, what other name do you want for our other son?"

"I..I don't know."

"Can you check with your aura?"

"You know that I can do that?"

"I kind of learned a lot when I um . . . .You know."

Samantha placed her hand on her belly and concentrated. She let the unnamed child's aura come around hers. It was as if he was indecisive like he couldn't decide which name he wanted.

"Caleb...no..Dean...no Sammuel...Tim help me."

"How about Caleb Dean . . . My father's middle name was Dean."

"Caine's going to need a middle name also...unless Caleb Dean is a hyphenated first name."

"We could hyphenate it."

"Would you like to?" Samantha questioned. "Yeah . . . I like it." Samantha gave Tim a kiss. "Caine is going to be just like you. I can feel it."

"Like me?" Tim's eyes went wide.

"Yes." Samantha leaned against Tim. She could forget just for a moment that he wasn't sick. She could dream about raising their children together, but deep down that wasn't going to happen.

"Wow. He could become . . . " Tim stopped in mid sentence. 'I won't be able to train him . . . Train both of them.' Tim swallowed the lump that was forming in his throat. The most he could expect was to see his children born, but then again, he might not.

Samantha felt his aura slow. "No love you will survive. Don't you dare think negatively about this."

"How? I will need bone marrow."

"Well...Sasha said something about one of the babies being able to help you. I'd have to do it in my third trimester though."

"What?" Tim was stunned by that news. You mean one of them would be a match?"

Samantha nodded.

"But Leslie said I had only six months maybe a year."

"Stop Tim!" Samantha started to get angry. "Don't think like that! Please, don't."

"I'm not being pessimistic. That's what she said."

"Don't repeat her words to me."

"I . . . I . . . I'm sorry . . ." Tim started to choke up. He didn't realize how much this was hurting Samantha. If he died, she would be raising their children alone. Well, not quite alone. He knew everyone at the Manor would help. That at least gave him comfort.

"You can't leave me and the babies or your family."

Samantha automatically started to heal Tim's aura. She couldn't do anything about his blood. That would have to come from a donor, but his aura, she could heal the holes that she found there.

Tim started crying. He felt vulnerable. "I don't . . . Want . . . To die . . . I just found you . . . And my brother . . . ."

"You won't my love," Samantha said, gently. "Calm down." Samantha held onto Tim until his sniffling stopped.

'I'm not as optimistic,' Tim thought to himself. 'I want to believe her, but I feel so weak and tired.'

Samantha pulled away and sat up. She examined his aura and found it to be whole once more. It was odd.

'Tim shouldn't be weak. Why is his aura whole and yet he's still weak?' Then something else occurred to her. "Maybe you should get something to eat," Sammie suggested. "You don't want to deplete your energy. I'll eat something if you will."

"Maybe some soup. I'm not very hungry."

"I'll go make us something."

"Okay."

Samantha wandered down the stairs and saw Jason and Dick enter the Manor. Samantha saw the worried look on his face. She could tell that Dick's usually bright aura was dull.

"Hey Samantha," Jason approached Tim's girlfriend while Dick went over to hang up his coat.

"Hey Jay . . . "

"We heard about Tim," Jason whispered. "Where's Sasha?"

"Check the media room."

"Okay . . ." Jason replied. "Dick . . . he's pretty upset . . ."

"I can feel it...I hope he's okay."

Samantha and Jason watched Dick walked up the stairs. Both knew where he was heading.

"I don't know Samantha. He didn't talk to me on the way back from Chicago. This is tearing him apart inside, and I can't help him."

Continues with Part 9