After bruce had dissappeared and a long battle for the cowl,that left you and Jason to keep Batman and Robin on the streets every night. It was difficult,you were headstrong and too independent for your own good,it was like working with himself. You were independent,hard to get through to,stubborn and hard-headed. But it was nights like these,while on a rooftop while Jason spoke with Gordon,it was surprisingly tender. The way he would hold onto you. Carrying you like you weighed nothing,and just let you rest until it was time to get back into the batmobile.

As soon as he was done with Gordon he turned around,carrying you off into the night. humming under his breath.

Baby mine, don't you cry Baby mine, dry your eyes Rest your head close to my heart Never to part, baby of mine

He gently brushed a stray strand of hair from your eyes,covered by the domino mask."You're suprisingly gentle when you're tired"He muses."You're a lot less bratty that's for damn sure."