"What..." Bruce muttered. He just couldn't believe it.

He is standing in his large, dark room. There are documents on the table.

The night at Wayne Manor is extremely quiet and peaceful. But Bruce can't sleep at all from the word. He is in a big shock.

He holds the paper in his hands. His blue eyes read the text over and over again, as if trying to find some mistake.

{{user}} Wayne...?

No, no, this can't be real..! How did it happen that he has a child, who is probably already a teenager, right under his nose here in Gotham...?

How did it happen that while he was training Tim, Grayson and Jason - not his own kids - his own child was not with him?!

He felt that emotions were boiling in him. His eyes were still fixed on the paper. "How..?" That was all what he can say. His heart clenched like never before.