A/N: I'm sitting in a hotel room writing this! I feel like a Steven Kind character! This is my first YJ story and I've only seen like 13 episodes so far so bear with me! :) This is an attempt to fix my writers block which sucks.

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Chapter One

Batman glared the the teens accusingly.

"Well? I'm waiting" His bat-glare slowly made its way to each of the teens face, flinching teens, he ameanded. M'gann was the first to break.

"It wasn't our fault! It was the Jo-Joker, he-he ambushed us! and we didn't know wh-what to do! we thought Robin could handle himself with the Joker!" Wally shook his head, poor girl hadn't even realized her mistake.

"One: Robin could handle himself, you could not, therefor he was forced to intervene. Two: The Joker should not have 'ambushed' you's so easily. and Three: This a team, not a group or club, you exist as a unit or you do not exist at all do I make myself clear?" M'gann's face had become redder and redder through out his speech, her cheeks ablaze by the end. This was her fault, she was the one who was supposed to be working with Robin to get the hostages while the others secured the area, she was the one who was supposed to look out while Robin untied and removed the terrified party goers and she was the one who had allowed the Joker to prance his way through the door and attack a defenceless Robin as he carried a group of small children to safety, children who had made it impossible for him to fight against the insane, giggling man as he sprayed the small teen in the face.

As if the older man could read her mind he continued.

"This is not one single persons fault, it is the teams, it is just a shame that because of the teams actions Robin is the only one who must bare the brunt of the fall out"

He looked down silently as he felt little fingers prod the compartments in his utility belt. He cooed at the small boy in his lap, silently brimming with excitement at the thought of having the tiny little bird to watch over again, even if it was just for a few hours. Or days, weeks, months or years. He pushed that to the back og his mind, no, Gordan would get something out of the Joker, Fox would come up with a solution or if all else fails he supposes he could just get that big boy scout to run around the earth again. Not that you can't enjoy it while it last's. He reminded himself.

He gently ran his fingers across the tiny forehead to push the soft raven hair out of the bright blue orbs. Alfred would be thrilled to have their little Dickey bird back for a while. He felt his angry swell up again however when Artemis coughed loudly. He stared down at his son, his much smaller son, he reminded himslef, all because these kids went in head first without a proper plan, or enough people dealing with hostages, he sighed, he had said it himslef they were kids. He needed to calm down and deal with this later.

"The Justice League will be having a meeting later on tonight to decided the faith of the team"

"What?"

"That's not fair!"

"Seriously!?"

"Do you not think that is later harsh Batman?"

"ARGH!" Superboys fist went through the drywall. He silenced them.

"Go get some rest, clean up and get some food, you will be called in a few hours when you are needed" The small group retreated, brokenheartedly. Batman stood from the chair, collecting the contents from his utility belt from the table as he went.

Yeah, Alfred would love this.