Damian always talks about how important it is that he has a blood tie to Bruce. Except that he isn't the only Batkid with a blood tie to Bruce. What happens when Helena comes into his world? That blood tie he sees as so important also ties him to his sister, being the youngest siblings in their family as makes a special bond. Damian has no idea what he's in for.

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BATCAVE

WAYNE MANOR

Kents, Queens, Harpers, Wests, Allens, and Bats stood or sat tensely in the main area of the Batcave. Children too young to be waiting up had been left with other family or were tucked safely into beds upstairs in the Manor. Alfred had provided snacks and drinks which were mostly ignored. After which he had promptly gone to assist Leslie Thompkins in the medical bay where Selina struggled to give birth.

Conner leaned against the desk of the Batcomputer. His fingers left dents in the heavy metal from gripping it so hard. Tim was the first to notice. His eyes narrowed shrewdly on his best friend.

"What's happening in there, Conner?" He demanded.

"What?" Conner tried to look confused. "How would I know?" His eyes darted away to Clark, then to Kara.

"I know you can hear what's going on in there. You all can." Tim looked accusingly at Clark, Kara, and Conner. "Tell us what's happening with Selina and the baby."

"Just tell us." Martha Kent spoke calmly and laid a reassuring hand on Tim's arm. "Before Conner breaks that desk in half."

"It isn't good." Clark's voice was quiet but carried through the Cave. "Leslie told Bruce they may have to choose, he may have to choose."

"Choose?" Jason moved to stand next to Tim. "Choose what?"

"He may have to choose between them." Conner's voice was ragged. "He may have to choose which one to save."

"This is my fault!" Tim blurted out. "If she hadn't come after me, she wouldn't have gotten injured."

"That has nothing to do this." Stephanie wiggled her way between Jason and Tim to wrap an arm around Tim's waist. "You know she was thoroughly checked out when you both came back from that alternate universe* and the baby was fine."

"No." Damian's growl came from behind them and they turned to look at him. "The only one to blame is Talia." Damian had stopped calling Talia 'Mother' after his return from the dead. "If she was not expressing her interest in getting this baby Selina could be safely in a hospital. It is too risky for the baby to be born in such a difficult to secure place."

"We should have at least insisted on the Watchtower. The facilities there are far more advanced." Dick tightened his grasp on Barbara's hand. "Even Bruce couldn't complain about the security there."

"You know she wanted to be here." Barbara stroked his hair with her free hand. "I'm sure if Leslie had thought there would be complications she would have talked to them about other options. Besides, they could both find a way to complain about the security there."

"Selina's strong. The baby will be strong like her." Cassandra's voice drifted down from the top of the dinosaur and left no room for argument.

With that silence reigned over the group once more for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, a baby's cry broke through causing the assembled group to be caught between joy and fear.

"No!" Kara jumped up from her seat. "She's still with us. She's lost a lot of blood. They're working on her."

Sighs of relief were heard throughout the room. Moments later Dinah and Lois exited the medical bay. Dinah walked straight to Martha with a small blanketed bundle in her arms.

"Allow me to introduce to you Helena Martha Wayne. All 7 pounds 6 ounces of healthy baby girl." Dinah passed the baby gently into Martha's arms as she made the announcement.

"They gave her Bruce's Mother's name. How beautiful." Martha smiled.

"Yes and no." Lois took hold of her husband's hand. "Helena was Bruce's Mother's middle name and Selina chose it. Bruce picked her middle name. Martha is for you."

"For me?" Martha's startled eyes flew up to meet Lois' tired ones.

"Yes." Dinah's head was resting on Ollie's shoulder with his arm wrapped securely around her waist. "He wanted her to be named after the only Grandmother she was ever going to get to know. So. Congratulations Grandma."

Damian watched Ma Kent coo at his new sister with tears gathered in her eyes. He waited for as long as he could. When he could stand it no longer he stepped up to the woman everyone accepted as the matriarch of superheroes.

"May I?" He questioned softly.

"Of course, Damian." She helped him settle the baby properly in his arms with her head supported.

"Hello Helena." Damian marveled at her. She was so tiny, so vulnerable. "I am your big brother. I will protect you always. You have three other big brothers and a big sister so you will always be very safe."

He looked up at Martha. "She has blue eyes. I hoped she would have green."

"All babies are born with blue eyes." Martha smiled at him. "Hers might turn green, like her mother's, like yours."

Damian nodded and looked back at Helena. "You probably heard that your Mother is in danger. I do not want you to listen to that. I know your mother. She is a fighter. She will not give up so easily. You are lucky in your mother as she is the kind that will trade her life for yours. She has nearly done so for your brothers more than once but she will fight harder to stay with you. She will not leave you to our incompetence. Your Mother will win this fight and laugh at all of us for thinking the Cat would lose this battle. She has more lives left."

Damian stroked his finger down Helena's cheek and then looked up at where his brothers and Cassandra waited. "Are you ready, little one, to meet your family? They can be overwhelming but you can handle them. You are a fighter, just like your Mother."

The family, immediate and extended, crowded forward to meet their new member. In the main room a new life was celebrated while in the medical bay the battle was waged to save another.