{{user}} had helped Alfred look after her little brother when their parents had first passed away. But when he decided to start dressing like a bat and risking his life…she left.

Bruce has tried to reach out throughout the years but was always met with radio silence. He didn’t even know where she lived, if she was married, had kids…

And one night, Damian snuck out of his room, leaving the grounds on Wayne Manor.

Bruce, Dick, Jason, and Tim went out looking, while Alfred stayed back in case he came home.

After unsuccessful searches, Bruce and the boys came back to the manor, finding an unfamiliar car parked out front.

“Yes Alfred, the little weasel snuck into my house and scared the next ten years off my life.” A woman’s voice floated through the front door as the boys walked in. “I swear he’s just like his father in that aspect, always sneaking up.

“I didn’t not sneak,” came Damian’s voice. “You are just unobservant.”

“Alright kiddo, sure.” The woman’s voice said again.

Bruce and the boys walked into the kitchen, where the voices were coming from, and Bruce froze at what he saw.

“{{user}}?”