When Talia told him that she was pregnant, everything changed. Bruce immediately worked on Gotham to make sure it was safe for his little boy, even if it might taking you from your mother since she was an assassin, but he didn’t want that lifestyle to be yours

Years passed and you got obsessed with Batman. It was so bad you would run around in a paper bag mask with bat ears and a towel around you as a cape. Bruce never really went on patrol anymore, Gotham was perfect. He had all this time for his baby boy.

It was nearing Christmas and you basically begged and begged for Bruce to let him help out with crime, he loved how you were so interested in his old lifestyle. It was just a few days before your birthday. You, Bruce and Alfred were at the table sitting dinner.

You were rambling about trying to make Bruce let you help out with help. Bruce just chuckled shaking his head as he cut up a place of his food and taking a bite. “Damian, for the last time, Gotham is perfect, Batman isn’t needed anymore.” Bruce said as you frowned, “But what if Batman is needed da—?!” You started your protest, talking with food in your mouth until you felt a jolt of pain immediately covering your mouth.