Damian's Sister

The Blood Son

AN: I know it's been a couple weeks since I've updated. Sorry! I went to see my parents and didn't have time to write, but I'm back!

~ The Blood Son ~

Sparrow didn't catch up with the dynamic duo until they returned to the cave. Every time they started to meet up, something came up.

Sparrow obtained a bike from one of Batman's safe houses and rode into the Batcave with grace.

Robin was pacing, marching up to Sparrow the moment she parked the bike. "What did he want?"

"Nothing." She didn't feel like keeping secrets, but she was in no mood to talk about it. Robin went to protest but was pulled into a firm hug. He didn't hug her back but allowed it to continue. "You're here; I'm here. That's all that matters. That all that will ever matter."

"Tt, a bit emotional tonight, aren't you?" He didn't know why he didn't just accept the kind gesture. He loved it, didn't really want it to end.

"When am I not?" she shrugged, releasing him.

Robin didn't answer.

Batman watched from the bat computer. He had planted a bug on Sparrow's utility belt, but it had been disabled soon after leaving the cave. It was before they had separated; he had no way of knowing what happened after they left.

Sparrow removed her mask, beaming. She didn't have any marks on her face, but her suit covered much of her body so the possibility of a fight couldn't be ruled out yet. She seemed fine. A bit shaken but fine. He noticed her keeping a closer eye on Damian. It wasn't uncommon, but this time seemed different.

"Daire," he finally called, when she handed him that night's report. She stopped, facing him. Her body stiffened but she tried to appear otherwise relaxed. "What did you and Vidar- Heretic-" he wanted her to know he remembered her slip up, "-talk about?"

Her eyes darted to Damian, who looked focused on his report but was eavesdropping.

Bruce nodded. "I see."

Through the corner of her eyes, she saw Damian glance up. He hadn't heard a response- because she didn't give a verbal response- and didn't know what his father was talking about.

"Is there anything-"

"No," she interrupted. It was so quick, Bruce had half a mind to press further, but he doubted he'd get far. He nodded, accepting the end of the conversation and started turning his chair back to the screen. "Just-" Bruce paused, looking up at Daire. "Just, thank you for taking care of Dami. For-" she struggled for the right words, "getting him away from the League."

Bruce nodded. That was all he needed to know what happened between her and Heretic, including Heretic's actions before they left. Damian was considered a traitor of the League, and so was Daire. Their bloodline wouldn't protect them from the extreme consequences the League sought. But being with the Batman gave them an extra blanket of security. Talia had a soft spot for him, and she surely had a softer spot for her children.

They would be safe from the full force of the League of Assassins. He could handle that.

Although, something else was bothering him.