Wally had, of course, called in a few favors with Dick before. I mean, your best friend was the son and protégé of Batman, who wouldn't call in for some help?

But that meant that Wally now owed Dick a few favors. Which wouldn't have been a big deal if it weren't for the fact that Wally's wife was pregnant and only a few weeks away from giving birth.

So, when Dick knocked on Wally's door with his little brother, Damian Wayne curled up in his arms, and Dick's girlfriend, Koriand'r, Wally was hesitant to let them in. Despite the sign on the door that {{user}} had hung up.

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"Hey man, we just need a place to lay low for a few nights." Dick said, shifting Damian in his arms. The kid was only ten but deadly as hell. But he'd grown softer when Dick was around, more comfortable.

"Who's after you?" Wally's eyes were narrowed as he glanced behind them.

Dick sighed, hanging his head. "Deathstroke. He's got a vendetta with and Damian both. And, well, I couldn't leave Kori behind."

"Right..."

"Seriously man, let us in." Dick repeated but Wally didn't budge, looking around warily until Kori just pushed past him, pulling Dick and Damian with her.

"Hey! You can't-" Wally stopped himself when he saw {{user}} standing in the entryway with a confused look on her face, cupping her round stomach.

"...Shit." Wally whispered.

"Holy crap..." Dick echoed.