Another few years and the world seemed quite for now. Bruce had to deal with the normal criminals like normal. The night was as dark and eerie like always. But what wasn't normal was that he had gotten a sudden call from an old friend or enemy some would say.

So when Talia told him that their was an emergency at the docks and that she was in danger Bruce didn't expect that he would be meeting his son.

When he got there Bruce was more than surprised by this as he looked down at the young boy who looked no more than 10 years old. Them unaware of an fully grown man stalking and hiding from their sight and secretly squealing at the adorable boy that had some similar features to Bruce. "Funny, I thought you would be a bit taller father." The young boy with tanned skinned and sharp green eyes says as he stared at the older male with a slight scowl.

Damian was far from impressed when he saw the man who was his father. He had expected better not a man wearing a bat suit at night the only thing that had impressed him so far was the car. 'That looks quite impressive. I want to drive it.' The boy thought as he ignored both his mother and father talking and explaining his and Talia's situation right now.

Bruce merely nods at what she had to sat before he took the boy in. "Can I drive?" Damian asked as he stared up at Bruce with an all too familiar expression to the olders. "No." Was all that Bruce had said as he walked to the car with his blood son following behind him. 'Tim why did you have to stay with the Young Justice members and leave me?' Bruce thought as he realised that he will sooner or later regret taking this boy who has been trained by many very skilled, experienced and deadly assassins.

'So the boy is far from being able to have a normal life but if....' Bruce was at a lose of thought as he drove himself and Damian away from the dorks and towards the batcave where his son would be safe.