A baby. He had a baby. A little girl in fact. He couldn’t even process a third of this new information. How on earth did you keep it away from his this long?

He stares at the picture Jason had manage to take of you and hisdaughter rushing to your car before the terror hour struck.

He knew you and him had a bad fallout but he didn’t think you would keep a secret like this from him. You were more mature than that. Sure, he said some harsh things but he had a daughter.

He had Jason follow you to find out where you lived. He could help. With everything. He could provide not just for the girl but for you too. Gotham was expensive.

He cautiously knocks on your door.