A.N. I'll be working on my other stories as well. Other chapters are already underway. I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Batman of any kind.

Never in a million years would Bruce Wayne have ever expected this to happen. Gordon of all people asking him to do this, asking him to take care of a kid, more specifically the kid that Batman had rescued a few days ago.

Batman had been going about his routine patrol in the Narrows of Gotham when he had heard a gunshot ring out in the night. Upon closer inspection, he saw the bleeding body of a woman splayed out on the ground and a man standing near her with a gun to his own head. Before Batman could get any closer, the man pulled the trigger. After alerting Gordon, he had heard some noises and when to investigate. In a rundown apartment building nearby, he had heard the noises even louder. And after knocking over the locked bathroom door, there was a little girl who couldn't have been more than four staring at him teary-eyed. He didn't know what to do then, he normally dealt with criminals, not children. So he alerted Gordon of the little girl and told him to take care of it. Gordon's only response was that he would try to find her a good home.

So here he was on the phone with the Commissioner of all people, asking him to take in the little girl Batman had rescued three days ago. How could the Commissioner have picked him of all people, the airhead playboy, though truth be known, he hadn't had much of a party life after Rachel died.

"Mr. Wayne, are you still there?" Gordon's voice brought him out of his thoughts.

Bruce finally managed to ask, "Am I to assume that it will be a more permanent stay?"

"Well, it would be better, yes Mr. Wayne," Gordon replied. It had been surprisingly hard to get in contact with Mr. Wayne, having spent most of yesterday calling around and wondering where on earth the girl could go. Gordon wasn't about to send her to grow up in a group home, but no one could take her, and his wife had already talked about not having enough room for their two kids. He had no idea what caused him to try Wayne of all people, and the butler hadn't been of much help, not knowing what Wayne's answer would be. But now he'd finally gotten a hold of him and he still have to guess.

There was another long pause in which he wondered how much danger he would be putting the little girl into, but it seemed like Gordon was counting on him more than he showed. Bruce spoke again, "Yes, I'll take her in."

"Well then, I can bring her over on Friday," the rest of the call was spent hashing out the smaller details.

What had Bruce gotten himself into?

A.N. I hope you enjoyed the rather short start of this story. I'll have more up very soon!