Crane awoke the next morning to find himself in bed alone. Getting out of bed he found jeans and a white shirt in his size folded on the dresser. Changing he walked out to find Nigma standing in the hallway.

"What mischief are you up to now?" Crane sighed waiting to see what trouble his friend was going to get into today.

"None right now," he replied as they heard a loud slam and clanging of metal and the wall opened up and T stormed out of the room ranting in French. "Apparently there was a hidden gym we didn't know about and the three of them have been in there discussing rearrange the apartment to accommodate a nursery. Who would think that the Scarecrow would have a child."

"Great the first Gotham Rouge with a kid," he sighed knowing that if this got out beyond him and Nigma would put his child in a lot of deadly situation.

"I never said you were the first," Nigma smirked before he continued down the hall. "And Deka made a huge breakfast with every kind of German meat possible; there is still some left over in the kitchen."

Crane was about to follow Nigma and ask him what he meant by he wasn't the first, when a petite brunet walked out of the gym and pointed to the wall.

"We can put a door here and after we gut the room, put up some new dry wall, a fresh coat of paint no one will ever know it was your little lab," she explained as Sid walked out wearing black bulky sweatshirt. "The storage shed we put up on the roof will serve as your lab area and you can still make you prosthetics and whatever else you did in that room."

"Fine, place the order for the shed and we will go from there once the shed is built," Sid replied then noticed Crane standing in the hall. "Jonathan this is Deka's daughter Shiloh, she's helping me with remodeling. Shi this is my friend Jonathan."

"Nice to meet you," Shi said as she worked on her iPad then disappeared back into the gym.

"She's not much of a people person," Sid explained, and Jonathan's stomach rumbled. "Why don't you go eat breakfast then we will have that discussion you wanted to have last night."

She didn't give him time to respond as she retreated back into the gym and the wall closed behind her. He entered the kitchen to find it empty besides for the food covering the counter. Nigma wasn't joking about all the different kinds of meats, and he ate quickly the foods he recognized. Returning to the hallway he noticed the door to the gym was still closed and he had no idea how to open it so he decided to wait in the living room for her.

There he found Nigma and the kid sitting on the couch, an Xbox remote was in Nigma's hand and the kid was telling him what buttons to hit. This was an odd sight for Crane to see but decided to sit in the oversized chair while the two played their game.

Nigma handed the remote back to the kid when he spotted Crane. "Did you meet the new girl?" Crane nodded his head yes. "Shame she is only sixteen but Deka is so happy to have her here she's cooking like crazy." Nigma noticed Crane wasn't joining the conversation and kept talking. "Apparently Deka had her when she was fifteen her parents forced her to give up the child but she found her and instead of kidnapping Shiloh from her adoptive family she made friends with the adoptive parents and told Shiloh the truth when she was about ten and Shiloh kept running away to be with Deka. Sweet don't you think?"

"Looks like he's still pissed at you," the kid commented as he continued to play the game.

"If the cops are chasing you why are you pulling into that building?" Nigma asked as he watched the screen.

"Grand theft auto rules," he replied as he changed the color of the car to white. "Change your cars color while in police purist and they leave confused as to where you went."

"I know a couple of Gotham officers who would fall for that," Nigma stated causing Crane to laugh a little.

"When you are on the run let me know if it actually works," Crane said as Deka called for the kid and he paused the game and left the room. "You two seem to be getting along."

"So no one has told you," Nigma laughed, as he lounged back on the couch. "I found out his mother's real name is Cheryl Byrd, who was one of my gang members about eight years ago. Real fan girl too, she disappeared from the gang when we were caught robbing a bank, she turned snitch and then went into hiding. Even though she betrayed me it seems I left her a little gift."

"You really think that kid is yours?" Crane asked him knowing it was easy to make fake documents to prove who your parents are.

"It makes sense the kid is a genius and any child of mine would inherit my brain," Nigma informed him. "Plus I hacked the hospital records and the year she gave birth was the year they started DNA testing any child whose mother claims their father is a rouge. It has been a real trend apparently and lucky for the labs they have plenty of our DNA on file. There were 15 children whose mother claimed Joker was their father and none of them were of course. Why women would want to say they had sex with that clown is beyond me. But the kid's DNA matches mine enough to be consider his father so what else would you like to test besides his DNA to prove he isn't mine?"

"How do you know he didn't hack the hospital records first," Crane responded causing Nigma to stop and stare at him. "If he is such a genius he could of hack and changed the records himself before you did your own research."

Nigma got up without a word and stormed past Sid who was entering the living room.

"You're so distrustful," she said as she sat down on the couch. "The kid didn't make it up though."

"Yes but he will argue with the kid about it for at least an hour leaving us time to talk," he stated as he stared at her. "Now what in the hell are we going to do."

"I told you, you are over complicating things," she sighed as she leaned on the couch arm and put her head on her hand. "Shi is here to help remodel the house to add another room and if both of us get arrested she is fully capable of taking care of a child. I also need to leave for Philadelphia two weeks before my due date where I will give birth to the child under my alias of Bonnie Cartwright and when the child reaches school age I will home school them just like I do with the kid."

"You have thought about this," he noted as his mind ran through her short summary of her plan.

"I come from a different world then the rouges of Gotham," she huffed then stood up and sat down on the arm of the chair he was sitting in. "The guild makes plans for children whether or not the child parents want them they have policies set in place for multiple scenarios. The midwife delivering the baby is a former member of the guild and knows what to do."

"You said she was here is we both get arrested," he stated, as his brain racked through all different situations that could happen with the child.

"I'm going back to carjacking to have a steady income," she said and he snapped his head to stare at her. "After the child is born of course, I'm not going to put the child in any unnecessary danger."

"When the child is a year old you can," he stated and she started laughing.

"Are you really ordering me around?" she laughed and he pulled her down into his lap.

"The first year of a child's life is when they are most vulnerable and I will not leave my child's care to a stranger," he informed her and she wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a quick kiss.

"They are not strangers but my friends," she replied.

"Yes but you told me to trust you there was nothing about trusting them," he said as Nigma reentered the room.

"You guys are disgusting you already made one child you could wait before trying to make another," Nigma said before he walked back out.

"We really need to get rid of him," she sighed.

"Or we just start locking every door."

Thank you to my reviewer Chronic Sandman, and booklover1598, and yes I do love my suspense.