Talking Birds (BatFamily FanFiction)

To Georgie-Jay, From Stephie

Georgie-Jay.

Seven and a half months ago, I found something out. I can't tell you because it's not important like it would be if you had moved here with me like I wanted when you were younger. It would have been a lesson for you, but for me, now it's just in the way. I keep thinking about you through it all. Like when you came to us, when I first met you. See I was just a year younger than Tim when you were a baby and me and Dick were really the ones who took care of you most. Alfred and Bruce handled us and we handled you. The little girl that I remember was disputably the last thing that I could ever tell this to. My mother, Tim, Dick, even Jay came a little bit higher on the list. I just would've wanted you to have a childhood, not have to worry about your big brothers and sisters, and of Dad like we did. It's easy to worry your childhood away, and I hope, wherever you are, that Jason has at least given you a childhood.

Today you're going to be 13, am I right? I think I am. Tim's the one who reminds us all how old you are and that today was the last birthday before you would be with us again. He says that every year.

Your going to grow in ways that Jay can't explain. Your going to get tall, taller than me for sure, and grow breasts. It's going to ache, and itch and maybe even hurt a little but the worst part is the zits. Don't stress over them, but don't ignore them. Jay used to tease Babs about them, he'll probably do the same for you. If you just let them be a part of you, but not make you, then it won't matter. You'll be able to laugh with him. You're going to be such a pretty girl, such a pretty woman.

There's one more thing I want to tell you about. Periods. They're a pain, a horrible pain. It's probably going to be worse for you, just because Jason's no good with girl stuff. He gets all giggly and red. (So if you ever wanna laugh, that's how.)

I love you G. And I miss you. We're going to keep looking and I'm going to come home one of these days and help. I've been doing as much as I can from England but I feel like I can do more at home. If I'm with the boys and Babs. Right now, however, I need to take care of something that you will never have to face, at least not like I face it. You will be home to tell those boys about it, to talk to Barbra, your honorary sister, and for them all to support whatever decision you make. I'm all alone here and Dad won't let me come home, plus it's too late for that anyways. So I'm going to imagine that you're grown up into the 13-year-old woman you surely are, and I'm going to hold your hand through it. Because I'm a little scared and she's scared and the only way we BOTH will get through this is with you, Georgie-Jay.

You'll never know how much I miss you, how much I love you and how much I can't wait for you to come home.

--Stephie

~A/N: Omg, Steph's plot line, yay!!! Stay with me now loves, it's not all airy bs, there is some twists and turns to come yet. Also, please comment for a name for Georgie's baby (it was going to be a boy), I'll be taking suggestions until the end of July.~