A/N I think I may have got the maths a bit wrong when I was working this all out. But just go with the flow please? Also I seem to have changed Damian's age from three to four. So he will remain 4 just because I think his birthday is funny. Because he was born on the 6th day of the 6th month, so I thought if he was born in 2006 it would be funny, in-fact I don't think it was only Damian's :/ sorry.
A few months had passed since Conner was turned into a baby and it was now December the first and the Wayne-Kent family were celebrating Dick's 14th birthday. Donna and Kara had finally moved in and Kara had taken on the name Claire as her secret ID. The two were singing "happy birthday" of key on purpose causing everyone to laugh and Dick to growl at them in a teasing manner. Claire was seventeen and Donna was sixteen so both were older than Dick but he didn't care.
'Right presant time!' Clark yelled and everyone sat in a circle around Dick while Clark stood by the table that held Dick's presants. 'Right Conner this one is from you,' Clark said passing the parcel to the nine month old who toddled over to Dick. Dick smiled and took the parcel realising how well Conner was walking now after he started about three weeks ago and was happily running around the manner or toddling about every chance he got.
'Dickie!' Conner cried snapping Dick out of his memories and turn towards the boy.
'Sorry Conner,' Dick said smiling as he picked the baby up and sat him on his lap before taking the presant from him. 'Now what's this?' Dick asked teasingly before shaking it slightly.
'Open open!' Conner chanted happily bouncing on Dick's lap. Conner clapped his little pudgy hands smiling widely at Dick and everyone else in the room with his three little teeth in his mouth, two on the bottom and one on the top. Dick tore the wrapping of off the present to reveal new hacking equipment.
'Oh thanks Con! I've needed to get some new gear!' Dick yelled happily as he looked at the stuff. Conner cooed and snuggled into Dick's arms smiling up at the teen behind his pacifier. Damian then handed Dick his presant and Dick tore into the paper while still holding onto Conner who was watching Dick with rapt attention as the boy opened his presant. Inside was a new computer game that Dick had tried to get his hands on for months. 'Thanks Damian! How did you know?' Dick asked turning to his brother.
'You have been going on about it for months Dick,' Damian replied with an eye-roll, Dick smiled sheepishly before he opened the rest of his presants from his siblings and laughed together as Conner was taken into the other room for Diana to feed him.
The next day the family where going Christmas shopping, Diana was wearing blue skinny jeans with a long fake fur coat with a Superman/Batman hooded jumper, red snow boots and a Wonder Woman t-shirt.
Clark was wearing a pair of blue jeans with a Batman sweater and a Superman t-shirt along with a blue winter coat and his tan hiking boots.
Bruce was wearing his large black winter coat with black jeans and a black shirt under a superman hooded jumper, he also had a Batman scarf wrapped around his neck and leather gloves on his hands.
Dick was wearing black jeans, a Nightwing t-shirt, black snow boots and his usual green hooded jumper with a black winter coat, green scarf, green gloves and a green winter hat.
Helena was wearing a purple winter jacket with black and purple snow boots. She had purple track suit bottoms on with a matching jacket and a Wonder Woman t-shirt and purple gloves, hat and scarf
Cass was wearing a black winter coat with yellow and black snow boots, a yellow t-shirt with a black tracksuit with a black and yellow hat, scarf and gloves.
Jason was wearing a blue winter coat with black jeans, black biker boots, black gloves, blue scarf and hat, a blue t-shirt with a motor bike on the front and a blue jumper.
Steph was wearing a purple jeans with a matching jumper and a black t-shirt with a cat on the front along with purple and white snow boots, purple hat, scarf and gloves and a purple winter coat.
Tim was wearing red jeans with a matching jumper, red snow boots with a black winter coat and red hat, scarf and gloves.
Damian was wearing green jeans with a red hooded jumper with green and black snow boots. He also had a green hat with a green scarf and gloves as well as a black winter coat and a plain black t-shirt.
Conner was wearing a Superman t-shirt (cape and all) with a pair of blue jeans and Superman socks. He also had a blue winter hat with gloves and scarf as well as a full body snow suit in blue with little black and blue snow boots over it. The baby was happily sitting in his buggy with his hood up and his blanket wrapped around him with his Superboy plushie tucked into the pram next to him.
Just as the family where passing an ally-way to go the mall they heard a commotion inside so glanced in to see an obese man wearing a well-tailored suit holding a tiny boy, no older than possibly two, by the throat. 'You little bastard!' the man growled spitting in the boys face.
'I sowwy Mistew Gwaves!' the little boy stuttered helplessly as he tried to breathe, but the man had his hand tightly around the little boy's throat.
Clark looked at Bruce and Bruce nodded before Bruce and Dick disappeared and the family carried on walking to the mall like nothing had happened.
'I should never have taken you in you ungrateful little twerp!' the man spat in the boy's face which was starting to turn blue. 'How dare you get caught selling the drugs! How dare you tell the police the bruises came from me! How dare you say I beat you! I do not beat you! I punish you! Because a worthless shit like you deserves to be punished!' The man screamed and the boy gasped for air trying to fight the brute of a man.
Just then a blur of black caught the man's eye and he screamed out in pain as the blur hit his hand causing him to drop the toddler, the boy landed heavily on his side panting for air as the man gripped his bleeding hand. 'Who's there?!' the man screeched as he looked around trying to find the source that had thrown the object at him. The man heard movement and turned back around the face the toddler, only to find the toddler gone. The man turned purple in the face thinking the kid had run off again, that was until several Bat-A-Rang's came at him and pinned him to the wall of the ally-way.
Police sirens were heard in the distance as Batman and Nightwing approached the pinned man who had pissed his pants by now. Batman had the toddler hidden under his cape and could feel the small boy shivering in fear against his chest. 'We recorded the whole of that conversation Mr Graves, so there will be now getting out of it this time,' Batman growled giving the man a bat-glare while Nightwing gave his version of a bat-glare as well.
Once the Gotham PD had taken the man away and Batman had given them the evidence Gordon turned to the bat. 'Where's the child Batman?' Gordon asked sadly.
'I do not want the child to go to an orphanage,' Batman growled.
'We can't help that. He has no where else to go, and we need to question him,' Gordon said sighing. Batman just glared at the man who almost did not flinch at the stare. 'Well what can we do?' Gordon asked in a calm tone even though Batman could tell he was inwardly panicking.
'Bruce Wayne is a good friend of mine, as you know he funds the Justice League. Ask him if he would take in the child, if he says no, which he wont, then take him to an orphanage,' Batman replied before parting his cape and passing the, now sleeping toddler, over to Gordon and then disappeared into the shadows with Nightwing.
The Kent-Wayne family where sitting in a restaurant waiting to be served when Dick and Bruce joined them with a shopping bag in hand. 'How did it go?' Clark asked in a whisper.
'Batman told them to ring me and ask if I'd take the boy in,' Bruce responded in a whisper. Diana and Clark smiled and so did Dick and the other children. 'I have already informed Alfred and he has ordered some clothes and such for the boy to be delivered immediately to the Manner,' Bruce added. Just as he finished talking his phone began to ring in his jacket pocket. 'Wayne here,' Bruce said as he answered the phone.
'Mr Wayne? We have a situation here I was hoping you could come down to the station,' Gordon replied timidly from the other end of the phone.
'Why? What's happened?' Bruce asked showing panic in his voice even though he was completely calm.
'I'd rather tell you in person Mr Wayne and not over the phone,' Gordon replied.
'OK Commissionaire we'll be there soon,' Bruce replied and hung up the phone before Gordon could reply. He then turned to his family who were all watching him and waiting for him to say something. 'Well let's go then,' he said and the family all got up to leave.
Commissionaire Gordon was trying to get the toddler to talk but he wouldn't say anything all he did was shake and dart his eyes around trying to find an escape route. 'Commissionaire, Mr Bruce Wayne is here,' an officer said entering the room.
'OK. Come on son let's go,' Gordon said and the toddler followed him still trying to find a way to escape. Gordon sat the boy on the plastic chairs in the main hall before walking over to the large family stood in the hall waiting for the Commissionaire to tell them what was going on.
'What's going on Commissionaire? We were Christmas shopping,' Bruce asked before getting elbowed by both Clark and Diana in the ribs. 'Ow!' he growled indignantly.
'Well we got a call from Batman to come to an ally-way not far from the mall. He said a child had been attacked by a large man wearing a business suit. When we arrived Batman and Nightwing had pinned the man to the wall of the ally-way and Batman had the child. After we took Mister Graves away Batman passed me the sleeping child but demanded that he not go to an orphanage. I asked where the boy would go and Batman said to ask you to take him in,' the Commissionaire replied swallowing slightly trying not to show how nervous he was.
'What's his name? Bruce asked softening slightly.
'We don't know. The only thing we can get out of the kid was that he was born on the street's and he parents were murdered about six months ago and he was taken in by Mr Graves but made to live in the yard. We also found out that Mr Graves made him sell drugs and steal things but when he gets caught or doesn't do things right the man beats him. And we got most of that from him being half asleep so he wasn't aware with what was going on,' Commissionaire Gordon admitted as he ran his hand through his greying hair.
'Let me talk to him papa,' Jason said speaking up causing everyone to look at him.
'Why Jason?' Bruce asked kneeling down to the seven-year olds height. Jason just looked at Bruce sadly and then at the boy, Bruce understood what Jason was trying to tell him without words. 'Oh Jason,' Bruce sighed and pulled the seven-year old into a hug.
'What?' Commissionaire Gordon asked looking at the two confused.
'Remember Commissionaire Batman found Jason four years ago on the streets and asked Bruce to take care of him,' Dick supplied and the Commissionaire paled as he had forgotten that, even though he had been the one to sort out Jason's file to give to Batman and Bruce to look through.
Finally Jason and Bruce parted and the two walked over to the toddler who looked up at them with wide fearful eyes. Bruce knelt on the floor so he was eye level with the little boy and smiled at him sadly. 'Hello little one. My name is Bruce Kent-Wayne, but most people know me as just Bruce Wayne. This is one of my sons Jason Todd, he's seven,' Bruce said and pulled Jason forward so he was stood in-front of the frightened toddler.
'Hello,' Jason whispered smiling slightly.
'Hi,' the toddler answered back still unsure of these people as he looked at them and then the large crowed at the end of the hallway talking to the Commissionaire.
'What's your name?' Jason asked still keeping his voice low and keeping as much distance as possible while still being close by, so not the startle the small boy.
'Aawon,' the toddler whispered, because he could feel in his heart that these people could be trusted; and the man. . . Bruce, he seemed familiar to the boy.
'Aaron?' Jason asked softly and the toddler nodded. 'Aaron what?' Jason asked and the toddler screwed his face up as he tried to remember his full name.
'Aawon Kwyle Lestwawd,' Aaron responded.
'Aaron Kyle Lestrade?' Jason asked to confirm what he translated the boy to, again the toddler nodded. 'How old are you Aaron?' Jason asked and watched as Aaron held up two dirty little fingers. 'Two?' Jason asked and Aaron nodded again.
'Wow practically an adult already aren't you?' Bruce asked also in a soft voice so he didn't startle the child either. Aaron smiled at Bruce slightly timidly but it was a smile non the less. 'How would you feel about coming to live with me and my family?' Bruce asked gesturing with his head over to Diana, Clark, Conner, Damian, Tim, Steph, Cass, Helena, Claire and Donna who were all stood (or sat in the buggy in Conner's case) at the end of the hallway.
'Li' wid you?' Aaron asked in a quite voice his ice blue eyes alight with surprise and confusion.
'That's right. But you have to answer the Commissionaire's questions,' Bruce said and the toddler flinched before swallowing and nodding his head. 'I'll sit with you and hold your hand,' Bruce said and the toddler's eyes grew wide as he gazed at Bruce with hope in his eyes.
'Pease,' the toddler whispered and Bruce smiled before picking the boy up and taking Jason's hand in his.
'He's ready now,' Bruce said when he returned to his family with Aaron on his hip who berried his face in Bruce's shoulder.
After an hour of questioning and paper signing Aaron Kyle Lestrade was now adopted by Bruce Thomas Kent-Wayne, Clark Jonathan Kent-Wayne and Diana Hippolyta Kent-Wayne and was on his way to his new home.
When Aaron saw the Manner he gasped and stared wide-eyed at it. 'Yeah that was all of our reactions to when we first saw the Manner,' Jason said smiling and Aaron turned to him with awe written across his face and his eyes shinning with toddler like curiosity.
'Home?' Aaron asked pointing to the Manner and Jason nodded.
'Yeah welcome home,' Jason replied and jumped out of the limo with the rest of the family Aaron following along holding Jason's hand in one hand and Bruce's in the other, he was terrified but at the same time he knew these people would not hurt him.
Bruce led the family up the stairs to the room Bruce knew Alfred had prepared for Aaron next door to Conner's room. The carpet and the walls were a soft green and the ceiling was painted a dark blue with glow-in-the-dark stars stuck to it, the light shade was made to look like the moon and other little planets were stuck to the ceiling. The curtains where navy blue with silver stars stitched on to them, the bed was a rocket-ship bed with Batman bedding on it, which was reversible and had Superman on the other side.
Bruce opened the draws next to the bed to show Aaron the clothes that were inside as well as the wardrobe with other clothes and Aaron gasped. Bruce then took Aaron into his adjoining bathroom which was painted sky blue with a white tiled floor with a soft blue mat placed next to the bath and some steps attached to the toilet to make it easier for Aaron to use the toilet during the night. 'What do you think?' Jason asked as Bruce started the bath for the toddler.
'Me?' Aaron asked with his head cocked to the side looking at Jason questionably.
'Yup all of it is for you! Including the toys and the books in your room,' Jason replied and Aaron's eyes widened in shock.
'Jason, could you take Aaron into his room and help him choose some clothes to wear?' Bruce asked turning to face his new ward and his son.
'Sure Papa! Come on Aaron,' Jason said and tugged Aaron back into the bedroom making Bruce smile.
Yes this child would fit in nicely into the Kent-Wayne family. Now just to tell him the family secret.