Hey devoted readers! So... notice how I'm not doing the military time thing on the side... Yeah, I got kind of caught up in the story and forgot to add the times. Sorry if some of you liked it, but it was becoming a hassle. If you liked it and want it back, just comment and I'll bring it back just for you!

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Robin's POV

I zeta tubed to the mountain after school. I was the first to arrive at the Mountain because M'gann and Conner didn't get out until 3:30 and Artemis had to go do who knows what at her house. I was really tired, and I was about to go to the medical room to check on her, but unfortunately, there was a big bat in the big room. He was typing away on a digital computer on the circular fighting platform.

"Robin, come here," Batman demanded, without even turning around, "I can feel you glaring at me."

Of course he would be able to. No one else was in the cave except us, so I walked over to him and just stood there.

"She should have woken up by now," I said simply.

"Do you have anything else to say?" Batman finally turned to look at me, but didn't stop typing.

"I really don't feel like arguing again. I'm really too tired. We're going to go through the same thing, again. I disagree, you say you're right, I continue to disagree, you demand that I agree with you, I disagree again, you attempt to persuade me to agree with you by saying everything so calmly and you give me analysis and data to prove your point, I get tired of fighting so I agree. Then as I'm walking away, I call over my shoulder that I still disagree," I say exasperated. I take off my mask and look at Batman. He takes off his mask and looks down at me. I never realized how much more I had to grow. I was a lot shorter than him, but I always thought my intelligence and strength made up for it. Well, not when facing the almighty Bats.

"Dick, it's over. You may not agree with me, but we're all here. Safe and sound. You guys came out unscathed, and we got the girl," Batman says. Of course, he says it completely calmly, like he's talking about what breakfast he wants Alfred to make.

"But the girl didn't come out unscathed! Broken ribs, extreme blood loss, a disfigured knee, and scrapes and bruises everywhere! She could have died! She could have -... No. I'm not getting into this argument again," I began to walk away, heading to the medical lab, away from the big bad Bats.

Batman narrowed his eyes at him. Something in the way Dick was being so protective... He turned back to the screen to continue typing, "Dick, she was remarkable. And I got you guys to her just in time. I see great potential in her and I think it will work out with the Team," Batman said over his shoulder.

That stopped me in my tracks. "What?" I spun around.

"I stopped you guys from helping her because I saw her fighting. She was fighting in ways even Artemis can't compare. She lasted a long time taking Devastation head on!"

"So you thought it was okay to be like, 'Hey, maybe let's just recruit this random girl that I see fighting in the parking lot!' Yeah, great idea Bruce," I said, my voice dripping with as much sarcasm as I dared. You can fight with the Bats to a certain extent, but don't go too far, or you'll end up tied up to the top of the Batmobile while he goes for a joyride.

"Dick, stop ranting. Just listen," Of course, Batman is extremely calm while saying this. Completely monotone, "What was that girl doing in the middle of the night? She's from who-knows-where, but she got the Motherbox late at night. Her backpack. It's too small to be a school backpack, too big to just be a purse. Perfect size for running away," He says.

"Still-" I begin to say stubbornly. But Batman wasn't done yet.

"Her clothes. All black. What does that say, Dick. You tell me the analysis," Batman demanded softly.

I glared at him for a second before complying, "She was in all black, no reflective clothing. Her shoes were real combat boots, although not heavy, therefore used for easy mobility, but protection," I said. I started to speak with more confidence and realization, now that I was the one analyzing her. I started speaking faster and faster because all the facts and analysis were piling up, "When we tried to fix her leg, we had to take off the wrap that she had done with part of her shirt. It was a complicated medical restraint. When we were trying to help heal her, Martian Manhunter and I saw a bunch of long scars along her back and her legs. Those weren't from the fight, so they must have been from something looked in her bag for the Motherbox, and we saw unscented food, a wad of cash, small clothes, and a couple small weapons," I said all that really fast. Full realization of what that all meant dawned on me. She was running away. But from what?

"And the way that she was fighting?" Batman urged me quietly.

"There were a total of 5 different fighting styles that I saw her using. And the fact that she was able to even continue fighting Devastation with a broken rib, disfigured knee, and blood loss is unexplainable and amazing..." I trailed off, "Batman, how did she know how to fight like that? Where did she get the weapons? How did she know how to medically tie her leg like that?... Who... Who is she?"

Batman did the famous BatSquint and turned around to face the computer without answering. Of course Batman was able to make all that analysis about the girl from just glancing at the girl for two seconds on a hacked street camera. I glanced at what was on the screen for the first time. He was using the girl's DNA to find a match, but it was blinking red. "There is no match. There is no match for her DNA on this planet." He typed in a bunch of different sequences. It was only then that I noticed that he had the Motherbox plugged in to his computer on his arm.

"Batman, what are you doing with the Motherbox?" I said warily.

"I'm using it's data on different dimensions to make a connection with the girl's DNA," Batman said simply, like he was checking the weather. Suddenly, a picture showed up with the words "Match" written across it. Batman grabbed the picture and enlarged it, along with the information of the girl on the side.

"Her name is Bethany Norwood. It says that she is sixteen, she's from New York, and... look at her family," I said skimming over the information. While Batman was looking at her family's information, I was looking at the picture. She looked just like the girl laying unconscious in our medical room, except in the picture, she looked to be a little younger. The picture was probably a year old. I looked at the family information, "Her father died," I said simply.

"But they didn't find a body," We looked at each other knowing very well that that could mean that he was still alive, "He was in an explosion." I continued to look at her family's information while Batman started pulling up information about Bethany's Earth dimension. Bethany's former father was named Jackson Ford, her mother's name is Grace. With Jackson, Grace had Bethany as her first child. When her mother remarried when Jackson died, Bethany's new father was called Peter Norwood. Peter already had two kids. The boy was Cain Norwood and the girl was Ash Norwood. Bethany and her step siblings were all the same age. I pulled up pictures of Jackson Ford and Grace. They both had dark hair. Jackson was handsome and had wrinkles around his face like he was ready to laugh, but there was also this glint in his eye that made him seem adventurous and mysterious. Grace had small features. She had long brown hair, she was tan, and she was smiling. They looked truly happy together. Below them was this little girl with straight black hair. She was clutching her mother's leg. She had high pigtails on and she was smiling so brightly. You could see her missing tooth in the front. The picture made me smile and think of my own parents.

"It says here that Bethany's real dad, Jackson, was a secret ex-agent of the... wow that's a long name... the Highest Undercover Strategic Headquarters Agency," I said incredulously. I started trying to decipher what each word could mean about the agency, but Batman wasn't concentrating on the individual words.

"Hush. It's an acronym for H.U.S.H." Batman said.

"Oh. So, what's so hush hush about it? It can't be as advanced as our Justice League."

"What I want to know is what they are keeping so hush hush from their citizens." Batman turned back to reading about the other Earth. "It says here, that her Earth is the exact same as ours, except for the fact that there is no such thing as superpower or superheroes. There is no Justice League."

I pulled up family pictures of Peter, Grace, and the three kids. Wow. Grace looked different. She now had really short hair and she was smiling, but it looked forced and her eyes looked dangerous and angry. Peter was pale and had blonde hair that was slicked back with gel. He had a smile on his face, too, but his eyes looked dangerous and the way he was smiling looked almost... cynical. Ash and Cain both had blonde hair and were fair in skin. Ash looked overconfident. She had a lot of makeup on, her hair was almost to her waist in long beach waves and she had her arm around Cain. Cain had tousled blonde hair and was slightly built. He just looked like a wannabe, to be honest. He has a smiling face and his eyes looked like they were looking for his next victim. Ash and Cain reminded me of the bullies at Gotham High. Then, slightly isolated from the rest of the family, was Bethany. She had her straight black hair down, which reached to the high part of her stomach, and her smile was grim. She smiled a tightlipped smile without showing any teeth. Her eyes looked sad and you could see some of her scars on her arms.

"Batman, do you think that her scars are from..." I started, not being able to finish.

"If they are, then that's abuse. And the fact that no one from the family did anything about it is neglect," Batman replied. He glanced at the pictures for a few seconds, scrutinizing them. Probably doing that whole one-picture-is-worth-a-million-words thing in like two seconds.

"Recognized 13. Black Canary." A robotic voice said on the overhead.

"How is the search for this mystery girl going?" Black Canary asked walking through the zeta tube.

"It is obvious that Bethany was running away when she was involved with the Motherbox. She had the means, her father's weapons and fighting abilities, she had the motive, her new family, and she had multiple opportunities. She is from the other Earth dimension. The motherbox transported her to our Earth dimension," Batman relayed to her.

"So she ran away from her family and ended up here? She has no family now?" Black Canary asked. She looked a little distant.

"Yes. Her fight with Devastation was more than enought to prove her skills. Whether or not she will accept us, is entirely up to her. She will choose whether or not she wants to be on the Team. If she doesn't wish to join our Team, then she will be put in the adoption system," Batman said solemnly.

"Doesn't sound like you're giving her much of a choice," Black Canary said softly.I began to walk away, back towards the medical room to check on Bethany. She would have a lot to wake up to. She would have questions, but I have some of my own that I need answers to.

Ahhhh! Okay, took a long time to write this, so comment and like!

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