More Than Anything - The DamiJon Sequel

Discovery

Damian, Jon, Dick, Kori, Jack and Cissie, were with their kids in Gotham park, chatting to themselves. Damian was forced by young Richard to play with him as they played on the swings, leaving the others to chat amongst themselves.

"So..." Jack leaned on Cissie to rest. "How's work, Bud? I imagine it would be challenging, since... you've got two kids..."

"Dami generally works from home..." Jon began. "Or he takes Richard to the office, if he hasn't got a meeting when he goes." He paused before continuing. "I heard you're the new head of Star Labs..." he smirked.

"God..." Jack sighed. "Dr. Stone had to pick me... Instead of Victor."

"Vic's with the league." Jon raised a brow. 

"Oh yeah..." Jack realized. "How about you, Mayor Richard? I heard your approval rate was high."

"I'm just doing what needs to be done..." Dick claimed. "There's more to this than just masks and capes." Everyone nodded in agreement. "Oh yeah, Jack... I'm putting more security at your press conference next week."

"Oh... okay, thanks." Jack nodded. "After what happened two days ago..." 

"What happened two days ago?" Jon raised a brow.

"He got poisoned." Cissie revealed, Jon's eye widened. "Died... came back."

"And you didn't tell us?!" He glared at Jack.

"Didn't want you guys to worry... You've got children..." Jack reasoned. "Besides... 5 years without dying... I consider that as a record."

"Jack..." Jon couldn't help but lightly chuckle at him. "So... who did it?"

"Dunno." Jack shrugged his shoulders. "Still investigating..."

"Is Dami helping?" Jon asked him, Jack kept silent. "Oh come on..."

"I told you we should've called them." Cissie gave Jack a look. "Now you're in trouble... you find your way out of it." She crossed her arms.

"Wha? Come on..." Jack sat up. "Jon..." He looked to Jon, who had his arms crossed, glaring at him.

"Told you..." Dick chimed in, smirking.

"TT." Jon shook his head. "They're right."

"Oh, don't give me that." Jack scoffed as Jon glared harder. "Sorry."

"Hmph!" Jon looked away, clearly mad at him.

"Oh, Jon, bud..." Jack stood up and went over to him. "I'm sorry..." Jon kept silent. "What do I need to do to make it up to you?"

"Hug." Jon murmured.

"Oh, you are impossible." Jack chuckled as he hugged him. "Young Richie's got Dami's face but has your emotions..."

"Heeeey..." Jon complained as he pulled away. Jack began to walk back to his side, sitting next to Cissie. "Jack."

"I know, I know..." Jack nodded. "I'll talk to Dami when he's not busy..."

"He's not busy, now..." Jon reasoned.

"Ehem..." Jack cleared his throat, as he pointed to Damian, who was busy playing with Richard in the playground, pushing his son lightly on the swing.

"Yay! Papa!" Young Richard exclaimed happily as he swung, with a happy Damian smiling lightly as he played with his son.

"Touché." Jon chuckled. They spent their time continuing to chat to themselves, catching up on the past few months of not meeting with each other, because of responsibilities. After a while, the kids finished playing as they went back to the table, to eat and rest. After a few minutes, Damian finally came back with a content Richard, holding his hand as they walked back.