Chapter 1

When I helped to found the Justice League, I envisioned a startlingly quick and powerful response team to some of the larger and immediate dangers that most heroes, super powered as they were, could not handle by themselves. Well, that was the plan long before we decided to expand the Justice League, and created an effective army of superheroes that could counter any global threat at any time.

Of course now, with all of the added manpower, we all collectively found that it eased the burden of crime fighting, and allowed for more downtime in between missions, now that there was a team behind each of us to respond to threats as they came and went. What most of us did with that downtime was our own decision.

Wally decided to use said time to womanize, which I put up with as long as it didn't interfere with League business. Shayera and John spent their days wrinkling out the kinks in their relationship, after he had broken up with Mari. Obviously, relationships within the team didn't work out, and they never would, but it's not like I could realistically tell them that. Even I knew when to keep my distance.

J'onn returned to his wife as much as possible, which was good for him. As anti social as I was, I knew that he had taken it to an extreme early on, and that it was perfectly healthy for him to find some sort of social interaction. Clark did the same, spending most of his time with Lois, who was no longer his girlfriend, but his wife.

As for Diana, I didn't know where exactly she disappeared to when she wasn't needed. I suspected Themyscira, but I had no concrete info. Not that I really needed to know. I was just concerned for her, given that we are teammates and all. And me? I spent most of my time back in Gotham, usually tending to the Batcave, or working out some new inventions. Aside from that, I had to keep up appearances as Bruce Wayne, billionaire playboy, by going out to events as frequently as I could, given my hectic schedule.

And that hectic schedule was exactly why I was so against the idea when Clark had proposed it. What idea, you may ask? Well, let me explain.

I was sitting in from of my computer, attending to important research on a new development I planned on making to my suit, when my phone went off. Initially, I wanted to ignore it, but whoever the caller was, he or she was persistent, and as soon as my phone died down, it started up again, until I was fed up with it and picked up.

"Yes?" I growled irritably, trying to make it clear to the caller that they were interfering with some important business.

"Bruce! Nice of you to pick up!" I heard Clark Kent, better known to the world as Superman, reply back cheerily. Clearly, he didn't read the mood. Even with all of his types of vision and hearing, he still couldn't understand when I was in a bad mood.

I sighed, "What do you need, Clark?" Knowing that it was not just some marketer, and instead, a good friend, I allowed the anger in my tone to subside, if only for a short while.

"I'll get right to it. Lois and I are going on a vacation, and we could really use some help with Jason." Clark replied sheepishly from the other end, trying his best to sneak the last bit in. But I had heard it, despite his best efforts.

"Call someone else." I answered immediately, understanding where this was going.

I wanted to hang up, and Clark sensed it too, "Just hold up. I already did, but Wally has some big trip planned out, and you know that John and Shayera can't really be bothered right now…"

"Absolutely not." I repeated on the phone, intending to shut it off, even if that meant offending the most powerful being on the planet. There was absolutely no way he was going to get me to listen to his lunacy any longer.

"Come on. You know Lois and I could really use a break. Besides, you need to get your mind off work for a bit." Clark pleaded.

"I am the Dark Knight, watchful protector of the night. I am not… a babysitter." I managed, almost choking on the thought of me taking care of a child. Who in their right mind would think to call me for help on this?

Clark's voice noticeably quieted down a bit, "Well, about that, we kind of called Alfred ahead of time, and he said that it would be fine for us to swing by. So if you wouldn't mind, Jason's at the front door already with his things."

"WHAT?" I screamed, slamming my phone down and switching the view on my computer screen to that of a video feed I had hooked up to the front door. True to his word, I saw a small eight year old flanked by a dark haired woman I knew to be Lois Lane and Clark in his ridiculous disguise. Honestly, I had no idea how he was able to keep his identity a secret with those flimsy glasses.

I picked up my phone again, relieved to see that I hadn't damaged it earlier, "You can't be serious."

"Bruce, the flight leaves in an hour. We need to make sure you can take him in." Clark replied urgently.

Muttering a few curses under my breath, I stormed into my elevator, waiting for a few seconds as it rocketed from the cave to the top floor, hearing a noticeable ding as the cabin stopped at its destination.

I jogged to the front door, which I flung open with considerable force, hearing the expensive mahogany smash into a wall, making a note to inspect the damage later.

"Thanks so much, Bruce!" Lois cried out, blowing me a kiss as she and Clark ran off into a car that really wasn't necessary, considering that Clark could fly, and tore off, leaving me slack jawed with a child at my front door.

Yep. Clark was dead. Definitely dead.

"Alfred!" I screamed out, expecting my loyal butler to pop out from whatever nook he was in to aid me, but I was met with silence.

"Alfred!" I repeated, stomping to the kitchen, where he usually was, only to find a note on the countertop.

"Dear Master Bruce. Unfortunately, my mother has fallen rather ill of late, and as such, I will be gone for the rest of the month. My sincerest apologies for the late notice." I read out loud, jaw dropping as I did so.

This could not be happening to me.

I returned to the open front door, where Jason Kent was still waiting for me, a blank look of expectance on his face, which strongly resembled Clark's own, with the only difference being the violet eyes he had inherited form his mother.

"Er, why don't you come in?" I suggested awkwardly, doing my best to formulate some sort of solution. Anything I could to get out of the situation. I mean, what was I going to do with a child? My mind went completely blank, and I found that I had absolutely no idea what I was going to do.

"Think Bruce, think." I muttered to myself, pacing back and forth while Jason observed curiously, not saying a word as he slowly stepped inside, probably unnerved by my frenetic behavior, but could you blame me? I mean, here I was, looking forward to a weekend of tinkering when I suddenly had to take care of a child.

My mind scrolled through every possible solution before it switched to desperation mode and I began thinking of someone who could help me in this situation. Calling in Wally, John, Shayera, or J'onn was out of the question, as they all had something else to do, apparently.

I could ask the Question, but then again, while he was a trustworthy member of the Justice League, I severely doubted that he had any more capability in dealing with children than myself. Green Arrow and Black Canary seemed to get along pretty well with children, but I didn't want to imagine what they would do to my house if Jason got to be too much for them. Maybe I could give Commissioner Gordon a call. He had kids of his own, so he was probably the most knowledgeable person I could turn to…

Then, it hit me. Maybe there was one person I could turn to. It was a long shot, but I supposed anything would be preferable at this point than my alternatives.

I whipped out my iPhone, and scrolled down my contact list until I reached the number of Diana Prince.

I've been watching a ton of Justice League lately, and I was reminded of my favorite pairing ever, Wonder Woman and Batman! However, I don't want to continue this if no one is interested, so if you guys want me to continue, please leave a review or PM, and thanks for reading!