THE CALL CAME AFTER PATROL.

it was nearly dawn, and bruce had just woke up. he wasn't quite sure why jim gordon was calling him at first, since he was delivering news about a police case. while he didn't know bruce was batman, he knew bruce was smarter than he let on, and the commissioner only really called him like this when he needed help with a case. bruce rarely complained about getting to play sherlock every so often. it was a nice change of pace for him.

the case had all the hallmarks of organized crime, possibly tied to black mask or the triad, but bruce could tell gordon was holding something back. it took a bit of prodding, but eventually, jim sighed. "there's a kid, mr. wayne." ah. there it was. bruce knew why the commissioner was calling now. "am i to assume the victims were their parents?" he asked. "yeah. technically protocol says i need to turn them over to the state, but . . ." "they've already had enough trauma right now." bruce concurred. gordon sighed again. "i know you already have quite a few kids, but - " "i'll be down in a few minutes to pick them up."

it was a bit of a running joke among his family that he had an adoption problem, but bruce had the means and the resources to provide a lot of a kids with a good home, and why should he deny them that? the whole family was waiting for him when he brought you home, alfred already having made food and tea, while dick, jason, tim, steph, duke and damian were sitting at the kitchen table, all watching you like a hawk. bruce cleared his throat, rested his hand on your shoulder and spoke. "everyone - this is {{user}}."