Bruce: 54

Dick: 36

Lilly/Conner/Barbara: 32

Tim/Stephanie: 26

Damian: 20

Terry: 28

Rosalie Kent

"Lil?"

"Yeah, I'm here Con. what's up?" It was around four o'clock in the afternoon I was trying to feed John a snack and help Selina with her homework when Conner called me from his cell phone.

"I have a situation and I need you to meet me in Metropolis."

"Metro...Selina, I'll be right back I need to talk to Daddy." I told my daughter before I crept out of the kitchen. "Metropolis? Conner, I can't go to Metropolis! Selina just got home from school, there's no one here to watch the kids."

"I'll send Clark over. Please, Lil, this is important."

"Conner I..." I paused mid-sentence as someone knocked on the door.

"Grandpa Clark!" I heard Selina exclaim as she answered the door.

"I'm going to kill you when I get there." I promised my husband before hanging up the phone.

"Afternoon Lilly." Clark greeted me, almost apologetically when I returned to the kitchen. "Normally I wouldn't intervene when it comes to you and Conner's personal life, but this is something the two of you really need to talk about."

"Now you've got me worried, Clark is he..."

"He's fine Lilly. Just meet him and talk with him." Clark insisted. "The kids will be fine with me for a little bit. I used to babysit you and Dick you know." He added as an afterthought.

"Alright, thank you for watching them Clark." I said before sneaking into the barn and typing the coordinates into the zetatube.

Once I was in downtown Metropolis, I started marching towards the Daily Planet which wasn't far from my current zeta stop.

"Hello Mrs. Kent!" One of the Planet secretaries greeted me cheerily. I waved to her as I continued over to Conner's cubical. I found my husband standing in his miniscule office space with a nine year old girl sitting at his desk reading a book.

"I thought you said you had a situation." I accused Conner as I approached him.

"Lilly!" Conner smiled when he finally spotted me. He bent down to talk to the little girl. "Rose, this is my wife Lillian. She and I are going to talk for a little bit, okay?"

"Ok Mr. Kent. I'll stay right here." The little girl promised him as she looked up from her book with sad eyes.

"Conner, what's going on?" I asked as he led me away from his cubical. we stood far enough away that we could still see the little girl but she couldn't hear us.

"Her name's Rosalie." Conner told me quietly. "A building collapsed on her parents this morning and it was my fault. Well Superman's fault but you know what I mean. She doesn't have anywhere else to go."

"Conner are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?" I asked him mildly.

"Please don't be mad!" Conner begged. "I just...we have two kids at home already and we were planning on putting an addition on the house anyway...Lilly she's alone and afraid and she needs us."

"Conner I wasn't going to say no." I almost laughed. "If you think this is something we should do, then this is something we should do." That was the truth, Conner hardly ever asked anything of me so if this was something he wanted I was willing to do it for him.

"Selina, John, this is Rosalie. You can call her Rose or Rosie." Conner smiled as he introduced our daughter-to-be to our son and daughter. "Rose, this is Selina and John."

"Hi!" Rose waved awkwardly at the six and five year olds. They studied her for a minute or two before each greeting her warmly.

"Momma says you're going to be staying with us, is that true?" Selina asked.

"I think so." Rose nodded.

"Yes it's true." Conner confirmed. "But this house doesn't have a lot of room. So we're going to have to make more room. While we do that, we're going to have to stay somewhere else."

"Like the moon?" John bounced excitedly.

"More like Grandpa Bruce's house." I laughed.

"Lilly, Conner!" Bruce greeted us warmly as my family entered the house.

"Grandpa Bruce! Grandpa Bruce!" Selina and John called excitedly as they raced forward to meet him. Bruce leaned forward and wrapped his grandchildren in a hug. Rose stayed glued to Conner's side, her blonde hair covering part of her face.

"And you must be Rosalie." Bruce smiled as he released Selina and John.

"Yes Mr. Wayne." The girl nodded quietly.

"You can call me Bruce, or Grandpa if you want."

"Ah, Kent." Damian hissed as he marched down the stairs. "I thought I heard the sounds of your rambunctious offspring." Conner was about to make a snide comment, but Damian was almost knocked to the floor by Selina and John.

"The grumpy guy on the stairs is your Uncle Damian." I told Rosalie, who still hadn't moved from her place between Conner and I.

"Who is this?" Damian demanded as he slipped out of his niece and nephew's grasp.

"Her name is Rosalie, Damian. Conner and I are adopting her." I told him.

"I see." Damian said as he peered down at us. "Father says you'll be staying with us for awhile."

"Yes, Conner and I have to build an addition on the house and we need a place to stay while we're doing it."

"Damian, why don't you take the kids and play a game with them?" Bruce suggested. Damian reluctantly took Selina, John by the hands and led them down the hall. With a gentle nudge from Conner, Rose followed after them.

"Bringing home strays runs in the family doesn't it?" Barbara laughed hours later. The rest of my brothers and their families had come home to the mansion for a large dinner and to meet Rosalie. The kids were all in bed and us adults were seated around the small kitchen drinking coffee.

"It was all Conner's idea!" I insisted. "She's really sweet, but I wish she was more open."

"She reminds me of Dick when he first came to live here." Bruce commented. "Give her time, she'll come around."

"I sure did." Dick pointed out as he took a swig of coffee.

"I can't imagine Dick ever being that quiet or reserved." Tim snorted.

"Trust me, he was." Bruce assured him.

"How has she been with Selina and John?" Stephanie asked.

"They seem to get along fine for now, but even Selina and John get in fights once in awhile. I'm sure it's bound to..."

"Momma! Mom! MoOomah!" One of the kids was shouting down the stairs. Stephanie, Barbara and I looked at each other before running to the Entrance Hall. Selina was standing at the top on the stairs hollering for me.

"Selina sweetie, stop screaming. What's wrong?" I asked as I climbed up to her.

"Momma, Rosie is having a nightmare, can you help her?"

"Let's find out." I said as I took my daughter by the hand.