Family studies. A class that Xia passes but doesn't really care for. She has this class with everyone: Terry, Max, Dana, Blade, Nelson, Chelsea, and Howard. Xia sits behind Terry, who is failing the class and is also currently not here.

The teacher stands up once Terry does enter the room. "Today's question is, how many of you expect to be parents someday?"

Most everyone in the room raises their hands, except Terry which makes Xia kick the back of his seat to pay attention.

"Idiot."

He rolls his eyes at her as he raises his hand.

"Excellent. This week's project will help show you what parenthood is all about," she continues, grabbing a cart and pulling it to the front. She stops in front of Terry and slightly narrows her eyes at him. "And for those of you who are failing, it will give you a chance to catch up. This assignment will count as half of your final grade." She picks up an egg baby from the cart, and it coos, making all the girls and some guys aww. "Yes, they are really cute, until you have the responsibility of caring for them, and that's exactly what you will be doing this week. Feeding, bathing, changing it, whatever it takes. I've divided you into random couples," she says, handing the baby to Nelson. "Nelson, you'll be paired with Maxine."

"Ugh..." Max groans, looking away from the smug grin of the boy.

She goes around the room, passing out the babies and assigning couples. "Finally, Terry McGinnis and Xiara Todd." She hands the baby to Terry.

"Nooo!" Xia groans, slumping onto her table.

"Each of your babies has a built-in computer which registers the amount of care or lack of care it's given. The score will determine your grade. As you can see the babies exhibit a wide range of emotions and expressions. It's your job to fulfill those needs."

"Mrs. Pinto, what happens if we drop it?" Nelson asks.

She lifts the baby she is holding up and lets it go. It smacks against the floor with a cracking sound. "You fail," the baby speaks.

Terry turns to her. "You wanna hold it?"

"I'll take it for today," Xia says, taking it from his grasp. "But you can have it overnight."

"I'm gonna have to fight with you on that."

"Already called it," Xia claims.

"I have things to do tonight," Terry responds.

"As do I!"

He gives an amused huff. "Oh? I'm sure Mr. Wayne would like to hear about these nightly activities you're going to do."

"Are you threatening me, McGinnis?"

"Oh no! I would never threaten my wife. I make promises."

Her eyes narrow, ending up with them having a glaring contest.

"Oh, look, McGinnis is having a lover's quarrel!" Nelson chuckles out, earning some chuckles around the room.

"And how about you shut your mouth before I do it for you?" Xia quickly retorts, snarling.

This earns a couple 'oohs' around the room.

"Alright, settle down," Mrs. Pinto hushes.

~~~

Xia ends up with the egg for the night.

"Hey, triple G?" Xia calls out.

Alfred appears before her. "Yes?"

"There any secret passageways that Bruce doesn't know about to get out of the manor?"

"There's not much that Master Bruce doesn't know," Alfred replies. "Though you are in Master Damian's old bedroom until he moved into a different room. He ended up using this room as a... storage room of sorts."

Xia grins, looking around the room. "Thank you, Alfred. I'll take note of that."

"There's one that leads right outside of Master Bruce's perimeter of cameras and sensors. Also, I should tell you that Master Damian made it when he was 11 years old. Might be a bit of a tight fit."

"Are you calling me fat, Alfred?" Xia jokes.

"Quite the opposite really," he answers. "Certain assets might make the adventure a bit more difficult. I can't promise the upkeep of it either. It has been many many years."

"Ami, look for it please?"

Ami nods and darts around the room, phasing through everything.

"At the end, there are a few motorcycles. Hopefully, they still work."

"Thank you, Alfred," she says, watching Ami come from the floor underneath the bed.

"You're welcome, Princess Xiara."

"Under here."

"Good job," Xia says, gripping underneath the bed and flipping it up. She looks at the little latch and pulls it up to find the small hole beneath. The lights flicker on slowly as she does. "Looks like I have some work to do later to upgrade." She walks over to the nest of blankets on a table nearby and grabs the sleeping egg baby in the center of it. "Can't forget this." She begins the trek down the ladder into the secret tunnel, holding the baby in one hand above her as it was a tight fit down. She presses a button that closes the door above and sets the bed back to normal. "Schway."

"Schway," Ami echoes, floating her way to the bottom.

At the bottom of the tunnel was an open area full of black ninja-looking suits to fit a child, along with multiple weapons, and a line of five, all-black motorcycles.

Xia smirks. "Who knew Great Uncle Dami was such a rebel? I really need to learn more about my own family, especially with the whole alien thing... I mean, we have two different alien races in one family. What's with that? Oh well..." She looks down at the sleeping baby in her arms. "I got more important things to do at the moment."

She grabs one of the keys hanging up on the wall and hops on the motorcycle it goes to. She places the egg on her stomach, wrapping her jacket around it and zipping it up to secure it against her body. She revs the engine before she's on her way to Terry's place. She exits the long tunnel right at the outskirts of the city and out of Bruce's manor's range just like Alfred said. The baby woke up along the way and began giggling.

She parks her motorcycle in front of his building and walks up to his floor. She rings the doorbell, after situating the baby on the floor, and leaves.

Her phone begins to ring. "Yello?"

"You on your way? What's taking you so long?"

"I'm on the way, Commish," Fia scoffs. "Had to drop something off real quick. I'm also on a really retro motorcycle, so I'm a little slower than usual."

~~~

Batwoman found Batman in his batmobile on the way to the next location of rubies to be stolen. She jumps off the top of the building she was on and lands on top of the batmobile, leaning her face over the window to wave at him to let him know it's her.

He lands on a nearby building, and she jumps off before he opens the top of the batmobile.

"Batwoman."

"Batman."

"What're you doing?"

"Helping you with Ma Mayhem and the ruby problem, duh?"

He nods. "This way then."

The two creep down the side of the building, watching as Ma and her sons pull up in the front. The two watch them get out and right before they get in the building the sound of a baby rings off.

Batman runs back up the building as Batwoman turns on invisible mode. Ma and her boys look up, seeing Batman run up the building.

Batwoman sighs, crawling back up herself after seeing them catch Batman.

"You dumbass. Now they know we're here," she groans, standing next to him as he pulls out an egg baby. Her eyes widen. "You have an egg baby? That means you're a teenager."

"Guess I could say the same to you. They didn't start egg babies till this year." He smirks. "Guess I should call you Batgirl instead."

"Don't ever call me that. Ever," she hisses. "Besides, maybe it's new at your school, but not where I went."

"Okay, okay, Batgirl."

Her eye twitches. "Alright, Batboy, what're gonna do with your kid?"

"I hate you."

"No, you don't."

Batwoman hears the hum of someone speaking in Batman's ear.

"Uhmm... it's not what you think," Batman says. "Really."

She laughs, guessing what was said. "He's a teenage daddy!"

"No! No! No, I just met her a few weeks ago!" Batman huffs, glancing away from her. "It's not a child... it's... turn on your vid link. See? It's not a real baby."

Batwoman hears them before they make a move. "Batman, duck!"

The more muscled son, Carl, begins shooting at them.

The egg baby ends up getting rolled to the end of the roof, leaving Batwoman to deal with Carl while Batman leaves to tend to the baby.

She's quick to knock him down only for the skinnier son, Slim, to start shooting at her along with Ma.

By the time Batman returns, the three villains are gone.

"Why didn't you follow them?"

"Well, one, I can't fly. Two, I don't know how to fly the batmobile. Three, you would've killed me if I took it. And you left me!"

"Sorry, that baby is a big part of my grade or I'm gonna fail." He groans, blasting down to pick the baby up from where he left it and returning.

"Don't you have a partner you can give it to?"

"Yeah, but she's such a hardass that I doubt it. She just left the baby with me," he sighs. "Whatever. We'll go after them another night at the next place they raid."

He leaves off in his batmobile.

Batwoman looks at Ami beside her. "Well, wanna continue looking for trouble?"

...

Xiara has been avoiding Terry for the day cause she already knows that he's going to have a bitch fit with her because of what she did last night.

And she's been successful so far. They have just about every class together, so she's been arriving and leaving right as the bell rings. No chance to talk to her.

She's currently chatting with Blade and Dana.

"You're lucky to have a partner willing to keep the baby all to himself," Xia says to Dana.

"Yeah, but he never gives me a chance to be around him," Dana sighs.

"I'd love that," Xia sighs. "Wanna trade partners?"

"And be with Terry? No." Dana sighs. "It'd be incredibly awkward. We still haven't really made up after the breakup."

"Hmph," Xia huffs.

"Yeah, you've been avoiding Terry like the plague," Blade laughs at Xiara. "What's up with that?"

"I dropped the baby off in front of his house then left last night," Xia sighs.

"Oh? You have a hot date or something?" Blade grins.

Xia grins right back. "Or something." She then groans, seeing the group of guys and Max ahead.

"Ya gotta face him eventually," Dana says, going up to Howard.

Xia rolls her eyes. "Like you have room to talk."

Blade continues on with a wave seeing as her partner isn't with them.

"I can't believe you," Terry huffs at Xia.

She rolls her eyes again. "He seems to be fine. Looks like a good nap."

"You can't just ditch him at my house!" he huffs.

"I told you that I couldn't take him for the night!" she huffs. "Just like I can't tonight.

"To do what? Go beat the crap outta someone? Get in a fight?"

Her eyes narrow at him. "You know what? Yeah. That's exactly what I'm doing. You gonna go tattletale to grandpa?" she says mockingly. "Tell him I'm getting in fights? Grow up, Terry." She stomps off.

"I want a divorce!"

Xia throws up double middle fingers without looking back.

Max looks at him, crossing her arms. "You gonna tattle?"

Terry sighs, body slumping in defeat. "No."

Max grins. "Yeah, won't exactly get her in your good graces, huh?"

Nelson laughs. "Good graces? What you scared of her or something?"

"More like the exact opposite," Max chuckles.

"Max!"

"What? Dude, you make it so obvious," Max chuckles. "Even as she just left, you were staring."

"Yeah in disbelief and annoyance," he scoffs.

~~~

"You really brought that thing again?" Batwoman huffs, rolling her eyes.

Batman called in Batwoman when he found out the next location for the final heist. A museum of fashion.

"It's not like I can just leave it," Batman huffs, placing it in a little blocked-off square on the roof. "This'll be perfect. Now, please, don't wake up."

"They're already here, hotstuff," Batwoman says, pointing to the door with no handle.

He moves up beside her, shoving the door open. "Then let's hurry."

The two creep down to where the three criminals would be.

"...now let's get outta here before the pointy-eared twins show their mugs again," Ma Mayhem says right as the two jump down.

"Too late," they say.

"This is getting old, you Bats," Ma sighs.

"Look who's talking," Batman retorts, earning a laugh from Batwoman and a piercing glare from Ma.

Slim leans out from behind his Ma and shoots the two with his mud blaster. Batwoman dodges it with a backflip while Batman gets blasted back through mannequins. Slim follows after him.

Batwoman meanwhile goes after Carl. She grins up at him. "Come on, big and stupid, let's see if you can keep up."

"Argh!" he shouts, throwing a punch that she swiftly dodges.

She swings herself around his body and pins him to the ground. "See? Technique works better over brutes."

"Momma!" Carl cries out.

Ma is already beside them, smacking her purse into Batwoman's face.

Batwoman doesn't move an inch. "Was that supposed to hurt? More annoying than anything." She stands up, pulling Carl up with her and swinging him right into his Ma.

Slim blasts Batman straight into Batwoman which disorients them just enough for the three to get away.

Batwoman looks down at Batman on the ground, groaning in pain at the impact. She wasn't thrown back, only somewhat catching him. She picks him up and places him beside her.

"What're you, a tank?" Batman huffs, brushing himself off as they chase after the three.

"I told you I'm not human, right?"

They rush out onto the roof to find out that the little square thing Batman placed the baby in was Ma's truck. Batman blasts off after it.

Batwoman watches and blasts off in the direction the batmobile is located. She manages to get inside. "Hello?"

"Who's this?" a modulated voice replies.

"Batwoman," she answers. "You must be the OG Batman. Listen, I don't know how to fly this thing. Think you can take it to the current Batman's location? Remote control from your end or something?"

"Why? Where's Batman?"

"He went after his baby."

A loud sigh is heard. "Get in."

Batwoman hops in and the roof closes over her, taking her to Batman. The roof rolls back as the batjet hovers next to where he is.

"He's gone."

"I know." She crawls to the back of the batmobile. "But it's a good thing. Get in. We can track them using your baby."

He gets in and the roof closes back. "How?"

"They have trackers in them."

"His cries are also computer generated, correct?" OG Bats says.

"Yeah, so?"

"God, you're such a dumbass!" Batwoman complains. "It means in simple terms that it has a certain digital property."

"Which means I can set the batmobile to scan for them, can't I?"

"Duh."

"Uh-huh. Unless they've already made an omelet out of him."

Batwoman starts laughing.

"Oh hey!" Batman complains. "It's not funny! Stop laughing!"

"It's pretty funny," she snickers behind her hand.

"Yeah, me failing the class is such a good idea." Batman rolls his eyes.

"You're seriously failing the like easiest class?"

He points to himself, gesturing up and down. "Batman. Hellooo?"

She does the same to herself. "Batwoman."

"You haven't been doing this as long as I have."

"As far as you know."

She senses the eye roll he gives in reply.

"Yeah, I'm sure. You're better at this than me. Yadda yadda," he sarcastically waves off. "You've been trained well. Wanna share from where?"

She grins, sliding her hands over his shoulders and down his chest from behind. "Wanting to get to know me? I don't think we're quite there yet, Bats."

His steering goes off for a second before he realigns. "Hands off."

She pouts, recoiling her arms. "Oh booo, you're no fun."

A beep goes off.

"I got the signal! Gonna follow it."

"Remember it's not worth risking your life... for an egg."

Batwoman snickers.

They race to the signal, seeing Carl holding it out at arms length from a broken window. Then drops it.

"Take the controls!" Batman shouts, racing down with the batjet then blasting out the roof with his repulsor boots to catch the egg baby.

She flips over the seat to the controls. She swings the batjet back around as she watches the criminal family shoot at Batman before heading up to their getaway truck. She maneuvers it to cut them off, a wing slicing through the bottom of an important pipe on their getaway vehicle.

It sputters and blows, making Ma have to bring it down onto a rooftop. Batman lands, dropping smoke bombs to take them out. He easily takes out the sons, having trouble with Ma. Aka she beats the crap outta him before he manages to finally take her down.

Batwoman lands the batjet on the rooftop right as Batman finishes tying everyone up. She hops out with a grin.

"Look at you. Got them finished a smidge faster. Though you still got smacked around a bit," she says, sauntering up to Batman. "I'm somewhat impressed."

He slides the backpack with the giggling egg baby inside to her. "Just watch him for a second. I gotta get those jewels that were dropped."

She waves him off, disdainfully taking the bag and watching him blast off the side where Ma is hanging from. "Well, aren't you just a bundle of trouble, huh?" She lifts the baby up a bit. It squeals before giggling. "Guess you are kinda worth it though. Hmm, wonder how my partner is doing with ours?" She thinks about Terry, shaking her head at how stupid he's probably being with it. "Oracle?"

"Here."

"We're finished here. You can come pick up the Mayhem's."

"A team is on the way."

Batman returns after 10 or so minutes after recovering all the jewelry with Ma's help of what was still missing. She seemed relieved once each piece was regathered.

"I'm gonna take them to the police," Batman says.

"No need," she responds, pointing behind him. "They're already here."

He looks then shifts himself to invisible. "Then we should go."

She follows suit, climbing into the batjet behind him. She props herself right on his lap. He gives her an annoyed look. "I have no room back there."

He rolls his eyes with a 'hmph' and lifts them into the air, camouflaging it as it goes. "Where should I drop you off?"

She snuggles into him, sliding a hand over his chest. "I'm good right here." She snickers at the resulting face he makes. "Oh, you're no fun." She huffs. "Anywhere is fine though. Unless you're not going home yet. We can have some fun still. I'm sure we can find something. It is Gotham after all. Always something bad going on."

"You're wanting to patrol still?"

"Unless you think you should be home with the little tike," she says, glancing down at the sleeping egg in her lap.

He grunts. "Forgot about him for a second."

"Glad I have that kinda effect on you then."

"Are you gonna continue if I go?"

"Why? Worried about me?"

"Quite the opposite really."

"You don't trust me, hotstuff?" She gasps in mock hurt. "I'm wounded you think so little of me."

"In good reason. I don't know you. You appeared outta nowhere."

"Could say the same thing about Batman," she retorts. "Or any other hero for that matter. Besides, I don't know you either. Maybe we'll get there one day. The whole reveal ourselves to each other."

He doesn't respond as he descends to the lowest rooftop he could find. She calls her motorcycle to her.

"I very much doubt it." He opens the roof.

"We'll see," she responds, cupping his cheek and giving it a quick kiss before jumping out. "I'll see you around, Bat." She swings off the roof down into the city below before gliding right on her passing motorcycle.

Batman watches her go until he can no longer see her. He sighs. "She's trouble, but I don't think she's bad."

"I want to agree, but I'll leave it up for you to decide," Bruce says. "Now, head on back. No more patrol until your omelet is gone."

"Oh, hey!"

...

The egg baby's final day was today. Much to both Terry and Xia's relief.

"According to this data, you all did borderline jobs at being parents," the teacher announces, looking at her tablet. "Mainly Cs..."

"But Mrs.–" Howard who was crazy over caring for this fake baby calls out concerned for his grade.

"Yes, Howard, you and Dana fed yours, and rocked it, and gave it plenty of nap time, but a baby needs more than that. A baby's mind needs to be stimulated too. According to my data, there was only one baby that was properly stimulated. The one belonging to Terry and Xiara. Congratulations, Mr. McGinnis, who knew you'd be such good father material. You got an A."

Xiara claps him on the back, distracting him from all the girls ogling him. "I don't know what you did or how you managed to do it, but thank fuck you did something right."

He rolls his eyes. "I'm honestly surprised you left it with me so much with how I'm failing the class."

"I have a 100. If we failed this, I'd still be passing." She shrugs, leaning back in her seat. "Wanted to see how you'd take it."

"Why? You curious to see how I'd be as a dad?" he smirks, eyebrow raised.

"No wanted to laugh at your misery."

"Gee thaanks, twip." She kicks the back of his seat which pushes it, so his chest ends up smacking into his desk. "Ow!"

"Well deserved."