Jason's PoV

     When Dick called to invite me home for Christmas, I wasn't surprised: he tried every year. Every year I had refused, but this time would be different. This time I would be going home. It wasn't that I hadn't wanted to go home, I guess I just felt like I had something to prove. I wanted to show them I didn't need the people who let me die, but, truth be told, I had forgiven them a long time ago: not to mention the fact that I missed them.

     I took a deep breath as I grabbed the knocker on the large double doors. Here goes nothing. I let go of the knocker hoping no one would here it, but it was loud as ever. Maybe no one would be home...of course they are! Pull yourself together, Jason, you can do this. I was about to turn and leave when an older man opened the door, looking shocked.

     "Hey, Alfie," I smirked, "long time no see."

     "Master Jason," the butler quickly pulled me into a hug. "It's very good to see you."

     "It's good to see you too," I replied.

     "Jaybird?" I pulled away from to see Dick standing behind Alfred.

     "Hey, Goldie."

     "You came!" He ran over and pulled me into a hug, but I ducked out of it and walked into the Manor.

     "Where are the-" I was cut off as Barbara rolled into the room, followed by Cassandra  and Stephanie, as Tim and Damian walked down the stairs, talking over a paper. "-others? Why are the Replacement and Demon Spawn getting along?"

     "We've decided not to question it," Steph replied.

     Dick smiled, "As long as they're getting along-"

     "-we won't stop them," Babs finished, earning a nod of agreement from Cass.

     "Though they won't tell us what they're working on."

     "Hey, Bruce," I said to the newcomer. Tension flowed through the room as the man who was too late walked in.

"Jason," he said with a forced smile, "it's good to see you." We stared at each other for what felt like hours until he shocked me by surging forwards and pulling me into a hug. "We've missed you."

"I missed you too, Old Man," I replied hugging him back, deciding to drop any and all problems between us.

"Come then," Alfred said with a smile, "dinner isn't going to eat itself." With that we all walked to the dining room, laughing the entire way.

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A/N: And thus begins my first Batfamily fanfic. This is a very small Christmas story that will have short chapters, but I will try to update daily, or a few times a day, until it is finished. I hope you all enjoy your holidays!
-Screech