They're looking for you.
Jason had received the text from Roy not even a minute ago. He didn't have to ask who 'they' were. Jason knew the Bats wouldn't leave well enough alone and let him live his life, but he had hoped. He sighed; he couldn't worry about that now.
"Everything's okay, daddy?"
"Everything's fine. Let's go finish packing your things."
Jason had found a new place for them to stay in the following days since they found Jazz and Ellie. Thankfully, he had money, or they would've been stuck in the small cabin for a while. Jason smiled as he watched Danny hum while putting away his few toys.
The cabin had come furnished, so Jason had bought new furniture to be delivered to the small four-bedroom house he had rented. It wouldn't be their permanent living space. It was only until he could buy a bigger house.
The kids would have the smallest rooms, Jazz would have the biggest, and Jason would take the second-biggest. He didn't have much and hadn't had a chance to take his books out of storage yet, anyway. Jazz walked into the room and watched Danny while she fed Ellie a bottle.
Ellie waved at Jason and then smiled. Jason couldn't help but smile back; she looked so much like Danny.
"I have to thank you again for doing this for us."
"Nonsense, Danny is my kid now, and you're his sister, well, my sister. Family sticks together."
Jason and Jazz were now the Nightingale siblings. They were raising their kids as single parents. If asked, Danny's mother died during childbirth, and Jazz's no-good boyfriend left her and their daughter behind. The two siblings decided to pool their resources together and raise the two cousins under one roof.
Jazz had just turned eighteen, but her new fake ID said she was twenty. Jason had aged himself up, too. He was twenty-three instead of twenty.
"Not many people would help a random kid they met in an alley, let alone adopt him and then take in his sister and clone."
Jason shrugged, "I'm not like many people."
He ignored the voice that told him he was becoming Bruce.
"Besides, I'm being selfish; Danny has helped me with my pit madness."
"His ectoplasm was yucky, Jazzy."
Ellie finished her bottle, and Jazz helped burp her.
"Hmm," Jazz hummed while looking a Jason. It made him want to squirm.
"Once we settle into the new place, I'll tell you both what happened in our dimension. Right now, I'm too tired to recount things."
"That's fine, Jazz. Take your time. I'm not in a hurry to find out why I'm so small."
"He's right," Jason reassured her, "you don't have to tell us yet; you've been through a lot."
"Thank you," she whispered.
Jason smiled, "now, who's ready to see their new home?"
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"Roy, please, I need help."
Roy gritted his teeth; he was tired of Dick pestering him.
"You have the rest of the Titans looking for the poor guy, and Batdad probably has Superman on his ass. You don't need me."
"I just don't understand why you're not in a hurry to look for him to find out if he's okay. It'd be one thing if you knew already—unless," Dick's eyes narrowed.
"Of course; why didn't I see it earlier? You do know where Jason is, and you didn't tell anyone?!"
Roy dodged the first punch but was unable to escape the kick. Dick got him by his shirt and slammed him against the wall.
"Where is he?"
Roy almost forgot how much of a bad temper Dick had and how scary he could be.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"I swear to God, Roy if you don't tell me where my little brother is..."
"Even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you."
Dick scowled and let go of Roy. As Roy walked away, Dick yelled after him.
"We will find Jason and bring him back home."
Roy ignored the man; he was too full of himself.
