Bruce: 39

Dick: 21

Lilly: 17

Jason: 14

My Little Brother

"Excellent job Batgirl, our work here is done. Let's just get in the Batcar and we can be on our way home. If I remember correctly someone has a history test in the morning." The Batman smirked as we headed towards the alley where we'd parked the Batcar.

"Alfred?" I joked knowing perfectly well that my dad was talking about me.

"Very funny." He grinned.

"Here's something that's not funny, there's a kid stealing your tires!" I pointed to the Batcar which was now perched on four cinderblocks.

"Can I help you young man?" Bruce asked in the scariest Batvoice he could muster. To the kid's credit he only looked a little shaken up. I'd seen fully grown men more terrified of that tone than he was. He had a lot of guts too because the next thing that came out of his mouth was nothing but pure snark.

"I'd like to tell you that I was borrowin' 'em or changn' your tires for you or something nice but...well like I said, I'd like to tell you that." Then the kid just grinned and went back to the work he'd set out for himself.

"I suggest you put those tires back where you found them." The Bat growled.

"Or what? You don't kill people so I know you won't kill me. Try and scare me? You can't scare a kid who's grown up on these streets!"

"I'm asking you one more time son, put the tires back on my car!"

"I think I'd rather take them with me instead." The kid shrugged. Without giving me time to react Bruce had sprayed the boy with something causing him to collapse.

"Uh Batman?"

"He's alright Batgirl, just a small dose of knockout gas. Why don't you put the tires back on while I load the young man into the car?"

"So much for just picking up the car and heading home." I said rolling the first tire into position. Once the boy was loaded into the car Batman helped me fix the last tire into place.

"There, let's head home now."

"What about the boy?" I asked staring at the car with uncertainty.

"We'll take him with us, find out who is, and bring him home once he wakes up."

"Couldn't you have built this thing with more seats?" I growled when I pulled the door open.

"Sorry wasn't built for traveling with kids." The Bat smirked again.

"Dick and I aren't little kids anymore Dad."

"So your brother keeps reminding me, now get in the car." Despite my personal preference I climbed into the car effectively wedging the kid between myself and Bruce.

"Wait I know him…" I whispered as we sped down the road.

"Your brother? I should hope so."

"Ha ha, let the joker stick to the bad jokes Bats. I meant I know the kid from somewhere. I just...don't remember where exactly." Batman said nothing as we continued to speed down the road towards the cave. I stared at the dark haired boy who was barley propped up in the car. There was just something eerily familiar his green eyes, his square face. "Wait that's it!" I shrieked as the car pulled into the Batcave. "His name's Jason, Jason Todd. He lived with his parents across the hall from mom and I, back when, you know I still lived with my mom. They died, Jace's parents I mean, they died just a year before my mom. He was only four at the time, but he was living with his Grandmother she was supposed to keep him off the streets."

"Well you can ask him about it." Bruce said stepping out if the car. I followed his lead and walked over to the Batcomputer. "He'll be waking up any minute, but before he does, let's find out what's happened to Mr. Todd since he was four years old." The rhythmic sound of typing that so often filled the cave was once again clicking away as Bruce began to dig deep into the Gotham City records. "Looks like you've got the correct ID Batgirl. They boy's name is Jason Todd. You were right about his parents too. When they died the boy would have been just about four. Here's something I bet you didn't know his grandmother died eighteen months after she'd taken him in. He's been living on the streets ever since."

"And building himself quite a rap sheet by the looks of things. If he's not careful Jace is going to find himself behind bars for good."

"I need to speak with Alfred about something I will be back momentarily. Do you think you can handle Mr. Todd should he wake up?"

"Yeah!" I nodded. "Go ahead."

"Just…be careful Lillian." He instructed before marching up the stairs to the house. There was a click and a slam as the Batcar door opened and closed. I quickly raced to the Batcomputer clearing all files that were open on the desktop before addressing the young boy who stood before.

"What do you creeps want with me?" He asked with his arms crossed over his chest.

"Just want to talk." I assured him in my best impassive Batvoice. There was no way I could let Jason know who I was, not until the time was right, but that didn't mean Batgirl couldn't know who he was. "Just what do you think you were doing stealing the Batman's tired anyway, Jason?"

"Wait how do you know my name?"

"Batcomputer." I nodded in the direction of the giant monitor. "Where else would we get our information from? Not like you were willing to tell us anything."

"I didn't think Batman would care about some street rat who tried to steal his tires."

"From the looks of things you've done a bit more than try to steal some tires." When a confused look crossed the boy's face I could only smirk. "Batcomputer's linked to the GCPD's records, we've got access to everything they do."

"Pff Whatever." He shrugged before digging in his pockets for a pack of cigarettes and quickly lighting one.

"What are you fourteen?" I asked before wrestling the pack of cigarettes out of his hand.

"Yeah, what's it to you?" He puffed a cloud of smoke in my face.

"Give me that!" I lunged for the cigarette that was dangling out of his mouth. This time he was ready for me ducking just as I had lurched forward. It took me off guard and I tumbled to the ground.

"I thought you said you could handle things." The Dark Night asked from the base of the stairs.

"I was handling it." I assured him before shoving myself up off the floor of the cave.

"Sure you were." Jason chuckled the cigarette still clamped in his mouth.

"Great now I'm getting lip from the kid…and I said give me that!" I grabbed at the cigarette and this time successfully pulled it from the kid's mouth. Tossing it to the ground I crushed the head with my boot.

"Batgirl, how would you feel about having a new partner?"

"Are you talking about him?" I nodded in Jason's direction. "Frankly I don't see what's wrong with the old team." I said trying to reminding him of the days when Bruce, Dick and I were a team.

"You know as well as I do that If Nightwing wouldn't come back to the team here even if I asked him." I didn't know perfectly well because Dick had told me numerous times over the past year that he'd gladly come back to Bruce's side, all the man had to do was ask.

"Have you ever asked him?"

"Batgirl that issue is not up for debate." He growled. Yeah I knew how he felt about it. Bruce thought it should be Dick begging him to come back home and join the team. But all three of us knew that would never happen. Dick had moved out and was living on his own. The problem was both men were too prideful to tell each other they were missed. "Focus on the task at hand." Bruce commanded when he realized that I'd let my mind wonder.

"Wait don't I get a say in this?" Jason piped up.

"Of course." The Bat answered. "What do you say to becoming the new Robin?"

"What happened to the old one?" His eyes narrowed suspiciously.

"He grew up." I answered before Bruce could say something he couldn't take back. "Batman and I would be glad to have you on our team Jason. That is if you'd consider it."

"But why me?" He asked all attitude gone from his voice for the first time.

"Not anyone would dare to steal tires from my car, and have a witty comeback on top of that. You've got some real skills there Jason. What you need is training. Training is something that Batgirl and I can offer you. That is if you agree to work with us."

"That's nice of you to offer and all but I can't afford all this fancy stuff that you've got here. I don't even have a real place to live." Jason said looking down at his shoes.

"What if I told you I'd be able to secure a place for you to live, a place where you'd never have to worry about money again?"

"Yeah right."

"Batgirl and I are very good friends with a man named Bruce Wayne. As I'm sure you know Mr. Wayne has a substantial amount of money as well as two children already. I've spoken with Mr. Wayne and he said he'd be more than thrilled to have you join his family." The Batman spoke evenly and impassively.

"Why would he want to take in someone like me?" Jason seemed to be seriously considering Bruce's offer.

"Because Mr. Wayne knows what it feels like when you think you have no one to turn to."

"I'll do it." Jason nodded. "I mean I'd like to if you'll let me train with you."

"Deal." Batman agreed offering his hand to the boy. Jason stared at it apprehensively for a moment before gripping Bruce's black glove and giving it a shake.

"Do I get to know who you two are under those rubber hoods?" He asked finally. I gave a sideways glance to Bruce, he gave me a slight nod granting me permission. I tugged at the cowl it came off easily and my wavy brown hair fell around my face. It didn't take Jason quite as long to recognize me as it had taken me to identify him.

"Lillian Kyle?" He gasped.

"Technically I go by Lillian Kyle-Wayne now." I answered scratching at me hair which had become itchy from sitting under the cowl.

"Huh. I always wondered what happened to you. After your mom died you sort of just…disappeared. Guess I know why now."

"It's good to see you again Jace." I wrapped my arms around the boy I hadn't seen in ten years.

"Stephanie," Bruce said now cowl-less as well. "Why don't you hit the showers. I'd like to talk to Jason about some things then you and Alfred can take him on a tour of the house."

"Alright. Be right out!" I raced off to the Batcave's showers as Bruce had Instructed.