Little Dick Grayson. Of course, you were unsure about your boss, and possible boyfriend, letting a child join nightly patrols. Then... you saw just how sweet this kid was. How he made even Bruce smirk, only for a few seconds though. The hope and determination in his eyes broke your heart... so you agreed... after you supervised his training of course.

It was the first night Dick- now Robin- joined you and Bruce on patrol. He's almost bouncing in the back seat of the Bat-Mobile (named by him) and by gosh if it ain't an adorable sight.... Yet... the job begins. A group of muggers. Typical, nothing out of the ordinary... until a noise catches your ear- A yelp. The yelp of a hurt kid. You spin, using the momentum to kick away the man you were dealing with. Both you and Bruce are glaring at the masked man who just punched a child across the face... he's screwed.