Bruce: 42

Dick: 23

Lilly: 19

Jason: 17

Tim: 13

Chapter 4: Sick Day

My head felt heavy and foggy as somewhere off in the distance an alarm was chirping. I rolled on my side trying to find my alarm clock.

"Ow!"I hollered as a brutal pain shot up from my foot. What the...? I re-positioned myself and pulled back the bed-covers to examine my foot. The sight of the cast on my right foot reminded me of the last night's events. Dick and I had gone out on patrol after convincing Tim to go along with Bruce to a gallery opening downtown. We had caught some of Red Hood's drug dealers off guard and scored a major bust. After that I suggested we try and track Jason down to see what he was up to. When we didn't find Hood after a couple hours, Dick had suggested a game of rooftop tag. We were fooling around when I misjudged a jump and apparently broke my ankle.

"I hope it was worth it." Alfred scolded from my bedroom doorway. How long has he been standing there?

"Um can we skip the lecture if I say it was an unavoidable injury caused by an occupational hazard?"

"Perhaps that would have worked if Master Dick hadn't already told me that the injury occurred during a game of rooftop tag."

"I bet he's quite proud of himself for winning the game." I grumbled.

"Now there's no need to be so petty Miss Wayne. In fact Master Dick has been quite concerned over your health, he's even taking the day out of school."

"School! Alfred I've got to get going to school!" I tried to get up out of bed despite the soreness in my foot.

"No way Lilly."Dick was now standing, still pajama clad, by my bedroom door. "Al says you need one day of rest before you resume normal activity. Lucky for you, I volunteered to keep you company all day!"

"You mean you drew the short straw and got stuck babysitting me all day while Bruce is at work and Tim goes to school?"

"Yup." Dick was now grinning from ear to ear. "But I'm not complaining, it's a whole day away from studying or going out on patrol...you should break yourself more often." Dick smirked as he placed his hands behind his head.

"I should think not." Alfred disagreed immediately. Now it was my turn to smile. Alfred always worried when any of us went out on patrol, and if we came back broken he always became slightly disagreeable. It was his own way of saying he cared about us. "Well I was going to leave Miss Lillian in your hands Master Dick, but now I'm not sure you can be trusted."

"What if I agree to babysit both of them?" I heard a voice call from down the hall.

"Ah Mr. Kent, finally a young man of reason. Yes I think they will be quite fine in your hands." Alfred excused himself from the doorway, allowing someone else to come in.

" Connor! What are you doing here?"

"Wally sent me. He wanted to spend the day with you, but Barry needs his help with something...so well he asked me to keep you company until he can get here...it's dumb I know but..."

"Actually I think it's very sweet, of both of you."

"Don't mention it." He shrugged before looking around the room. "I don't think I've ever been in your room before. It's so...not what I expected."

"Um thank you?"

"Welcome." He grinned. "So were you planning on staring at these four walls all day or..."

"Can't exactly get up and walk down the stairs remember?" I pointed to the cast on my foot.

"Who said anything about you walking? I've got super-strength, remember?" Connor flexed him arms, showing off his muscles before scooping me up in his arms. "Coming Dick?"

"Right behind you big guy!" Dick nodded. Connor carried me off to the living room, following directions I gave him. "What are we watching?" Dick asked, flopping himself down in a chair.

"Anything but Harry Potter!" I groaned as Connor set me on the couch.

"What's wrong with Harry Potter?" Connor asked confused.

"Nothing, I used to love the books when Dick and I were kids, but he wants to watch them every chance he gets. I can only handle so much Potter in my life." I explained. "Let's watch something funny." I suggested as Connor turned to our DVD collection.

"What about, Singing' in the Rain?" Connor suggested.

"I think Bruce bought that Movie so he had something to watch with Alfred." Dick laughed as he crossed the room.

"I've never seen it, have either of you?" both boys shook their heads. "Then it's settled that's what we'll watch!" I decided.

"What are you guys watching?" A voice asked from the doorway. Connor, Dick and I whipped our heads to see Jason Todd standing there.

"Jace? W-what are you doing here?" It had been months since any of us had actually talked to Jason. We'd come across Red Hood once in awhile, but none of us had talked directly to Jason. Yet somehow there he was leaning against the door frame in dirty jeans and a t-shirt as if he'd been home all this time.

"I know I shouldn't be here, I plan on leaving before Bruce comes home." He promised. "But word on the street is Batgirl took a bad tumble last night. I wanted to come by and make sure you were alright. By the looks of things, you're fine." Pushing off the door frame, Jason began to leave.

"Jace!" I called trying to get off the couch. "Jason wait!"

"Lilly relax, I'll get him." Dick assured me, rising from his seat. But there was no need for Dick to chase after him, Jason returned the second I called after him.

"Stay and watch the movie with us." I begged. Jason glared around the room from the doorway. The longer he waited to respond, I began to worry he might just walk away again.

"It's just one movie, Jason, why don't you stay." Dick asked softly.

"Well push play then." Jace grumbled in response. He entered the room at last and settled himself into a particularly cushy chair. It was nice having him home, even if I had to break a leg to get him there.

"I don't understand, why don't they just tell that stupid blonde bitch that she can't sing?" Jason growled at the TV.

"Shhh!" Dick, Connor and I snapped at the same time. It was nearing the end of the film and we'd all quickly become engrossed in the story of Don Lockwood, Kathy Selden, and Lina Lamont. Even Jason had begun to relax.