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Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight

Percy and Bruce were still going strong almost a year after their marriage and Batman was officially apart of the Justice League that was growing by the day. Tempest still stuck with Gotham and so wasn't as big a name outside of Gotham as Batman was - which she was totally fine with.

And none of the League, luckily, knew their secret identities too even though Bruce had figured them all out in a week and so the two of them lived their lives with Alfred and couldn't be happier.

"Do we really have to go, love?" Percy asked, not really wanting to go to this old lady's birthday party where she was celebrating her 4th 40th birthday party.

"Unfortunately we must. Don't worry, however, I heard that this year there is a circus not a regular ball so we won't have to talk to any of them for too long." Bruce said as he came up behind her and zipped up her dress for her.

She wore a black and white dress with a white shawl over it and had black heels on. Bruce matched her in a black and white suit and the two made a dashing young couple.

"Master Bruce, Miss Persephone, the car is ready." Alfred said as he came to a stop at the doorframe to their bedroom.

"We'll be right down, Alfred." Percy said with a smile, the butler returning it before departing back down to the car to wait for them.

"Shall we, Mrs Wayne?" Bruce asked with his hand outstretched towards her. She met his dark blue gaze.

"Indeed we shall, Mr Wayne."

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Percy and Bruce could only watch in horror as the couple of the trapeze act fell to their deaths. Percy was the first in the screaming chaos to notice the horror struck young boy who, she assumed, was the son of the couple. She darted over to him, leaving Bruce's side and came down in front of him pulling him into her chest.

"Don't look, little one, they wouldn't want you to see this." She whispered in his ear as he began to cry into her chest.

Feeling someone crouch down beside her, she looked up to see Bruce there and over his shoulder Commisoner Gordon. Percy pulled back and looked down at the black haired blue eye boy in her arms.

"Hey, sweetie? This is my husband Bruce and our friend Commisoner Gordon." She saw a spark of recognition come into the boy's eyes and knew why even as she smiled gently down at him. Bruce saw that his wife was rapidly growing attached to this young boy and he knew he himself would if he allowed himself to.

"Ah, I see you know him?"

The boy hiccuped from his tears but spoke softly. "He helps Batman and Tempest."

Percy didn't let herself react to the fact that this boy knew about Tempest but warmth did fill her at his words though.

"Yes, that's absolutely right. Now, Commisoner Gordon needs you to come with him for right now, okay?" The boy didn't outwardly react other then stiffen but he slowly drew himself out of Percy's warm, comforting arms and into the arms of Commisoner Gordon whose eyes met Percy's. "Take care of him, okay?"

He nodded before leading the little boy away. Bruce helped Percy to her feet and the two exchanged glances before leaving and heading towards the car Alfred was waiting in for them.

Percy, exhausted, leaned her head on Bruce's shoulder and he wrapped an arm around her waist, the two taking comfort and strength from each other.

"It wasn't an accident." Percy said in the darkness of the car as they drove through Gotham.

"I know."

"Find who did that to that little boy."

"I will, don't worry. There's no where they can hide where I can't find them."

"Good."

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It has been two weeks since Percy and Bruce attended the circus where the adult Graysons fell to their death. It's been two days since Zucco was captured by both Tempest and Batman and put behind bars. It has been two minutes since Percy last thought about Richard Grayson, the now orphaned boy that - now that the danger for himself has passed - was put in an orphanage.

And it has been two hours since Bruce left for a mysterious reason with Alfred in tow.

Percy sighed, finishing putting her hair into a sleek long pony tail. She wore a white sweater and black leggings with a pair of black socks as she knew nothing was planned for the day so she went for comfort instead of style.

The sound of the front door opening made her curious and so she made her way to the front hall to see just in time to see Alfred disappear into the kitchen. Then her eyes became locked onto the small figure beyond Bruce's own as he met her at the foot of the steps.

"Bruce, is that?" She trailed off as the boy's awed expression turned into one of delight as their eyes clashed. He raced towards her and launched herself into his arms, causing her arms to come up and wrap around him to keep him from falling. She easily held him and didn't move a muscle at the small missile ramming into her body and couldn't help a small smile from forming onto her lips.

"It's you!" Richard exclaimed.

"It's me... Bruce?" She asked confused. Her husband chuckled even as Richard pulled back to look up at her.

"I'm sure you know this already but I'm Dick Grayson. Bruce came to the orphanage earlier today with Alfred and he says I'm to live here now. I didn't know you lived here too!" Percy stared wide eyed at her husband as Dick continued rambling on.

"Do you work here?" He asked innocently. Percy smiled at the boy amused even as she shot a look at Bruce letting him know they would be talking later.

"Actually, no. I live here. Bruce is my husband."

Dick's face lit up. "Cool!"

"Master Grayson, I have a snack prepared for you. I believe Master Bruce and Miss Persephone have some things to talk over."

"Coming, Alfred. I'll see you later, right, Persephone?"

Percy smiled down at the little boy. "Call me Percy. And of course. Now go on, Alfred's cooking is to die for."

The boy darted after the butler leaving the couple standing in silence.

"You couldn't have forewarned me?" Percy asked with a quirk of her lips, Bruce internally sighing with relief that she wasn't too mad at him.

"I wanted it to be a surprise. I know you've been thinking about him, worried about what would happen to him in the orphanage, especially in Gotham and I know you made a connection with him that night. I figured maybe he could become our ward, and maybe in a few months when he is comfortable with us, adopt him. He's bright, intelligent, and kind hearted. He didn't deserve what happened to his parents and I also figured if anyone could help him, it would be either Alfred or myself."

Percy sighed and ran a hand over his arm soothingly even as he wrapped his other arm around her waist to bring her into the circle of his arms.

"Okay, okay. Let's see how this goes."

Placing a light kiss on his lips, she moved out of his arms and towards the excited chatter of the only child in the manner and she couldn't help but think that the boy needed them as much as they needed him.