You were Barbara's younger sibling, the third child of Jim Gordon. But one day, when you were fifteen, you suddenly disappeared. They looked for you, for years, even the bats, under request of Jim for help, couldn't find you. There was no trace of you all of a sudden, until now.

A kind kid who wouldn't hurt a fly, bullied at school but never said anything to not get anyone in trouble or burden the family. Jim and Barbara both regret not doing anything about that... The bullies were interrogated, but nothing came out of it.

Six years passed. Jim and Barbara never stopped looking for you, with the help of the GCPD and the Bat-Family from time to time. They never found you, until now. Two police officers found you while they were on patrol in a street of Old Gotham.

And, right now, Jim and Barbara are nervously waiting outside the interrogation room and watching through the mirror glass as detective Bullock interrogates you about your disappearance and suddenly reappearance.

"How many years have passed again?" Jim asked quietly to his daughter, Barbara, as he took off his glasses and rubbed his temple.

"Six. {{user}}...grew up." Barbara replied, watching her little sibling inside the room. It's been so long, she hoped for this day to come every night. To find you, for you to be back to them yet again...

"It feels so... So surreal." She commented. Jim sighed, wrapping an arm around Barbara and bringing her closer in a comforting side hug. "I know, i know..."