I open my eyes and see its morning and I'm tucked into a bed. I must have passed out...

"What were you thinking." Damian says sitting in the corner on a chair. I honestly don't know why he cares so much, he's the one who constantly locks up my mom with Bruce.

I don't answer and sit up feeling light headed and he walks over to me and sits on the end of my bed, "Why did you take me here?" I ask him feeling sick and he observes me.

"You need a home and some protection." He answers and I look at him.

"I could kick your ass any day Damian." I say. It's true, I'm more skilled than him. And quicker.

"Not like this." He says gesturing me then he looks down, "Why do you do this to yourself Cat? I know first hand you're a good person and don't deserve this" He asks and I shake my head looking at the door.

"You know why I do this." I say under my breath but he still hears it and his palms turn to fists.

"She puts you through hell, you don't need to be with her anymore, you could live here or-"

"Damian, please just stop telling me what to do, I know it's your job and all but I'm a bad person and I've done bad things, I don't deserve to live." I say and he stands up completely loosing it.

"You're not killing yourself!" He yells making my flinch and I get out of bed feeling really sick then go to the bathroom and throw up. Even without eating I still feel sick.

Damian follows me in then holds my hair for me and I wipe my mouth and look up at him, "Damian sooner or later I'll get the chance to end my suffering and I'll take it." I say standing up then walking past him and back to the bed where I lie back down, "Until then I'm taking advantage of your wealth and enjoying my stay here." I say feeling better lying down.

He ties to stay mad but smiles, "You better because you're here until you fully recover both physically and mentally." He says seriously and I smile back. He can't stay mad at me for more than a few seconds.

"Might as well adopt me then because I'm not getting better anytime soon." I say sarcastically and he nods.

"We know, which is why father became your legal guardian as of this morning." He says with a smirk on his face and I sit up looking at him.

"No way am I staying here with you!" I yell then try to get past him but he restrains me without much effort at all pissing me off and I give up once feeling weak and I lean on him with what's left of my weight and he sighs in frustration at me.

I look up at him and smile making his face soften a little, "If you wish I can take you downstairs, that's if you don't mind Todd, he's been staying here the past week because his safehouse got raided by the GCPD." Damian says and I nod and we go downstairs.

"Jason looks a mess." I say looking at the passed out 19 year old on the couch. Jason is Red Hood, an antihero and the last time I checked, him and Bruce didn't get along and everytime Jason got near any of the Bat Family he'd disappear. He must be desperate if he's staying in the bat family house...

"Todd decided to go down to the cellar." Damian mumbles then rolls his eyes at Jason who's lightly snoring. You have to pay attention to hear him snoring it's that quiet.

Damian sits me down on a sofa across from Jason then puts a blanket around my shoulders, "Want anything to drink?" He asks me and I shake my head.

"One beer, preferably iced." Jason says in a tired husky voice.

Damian glares at him, "Father has told you many times, no drinking or smoking, you're 19."

Jason groans tiredly then puts his arm over his green eyes, probably to clock out the sunlight shining through the gap in the curtains and onto his face, "Alfred!" He yells still tired and Alfred walks in.

"What now master Jason?" Alfred asks sounding fed up of him asking for things constantly. I can just imagine Jason asking for things every two seconds. He's used to the criminal life like I am so when you come to a nice place like this you have to take advantage.

"Can I get a Corona? With ice." Jason asks and Alfred nods then comes back with a pint of...apple juice.

Jason drinks it then sighs lying back down, "what did I expect?" He asks himself annoyed then looks at me with that smile of his, "Cat how are you?" He asks knowing I'm here because I'm unable to live alone. Yeah, he's still a jerk. I preferred him when he was sleeping.

Damian glares at him, "She's here to improve her health and get better, something you can't seem to do." Damian wittily replies for me and Jason scoffs before getting up and leaving the room as someone else walks in.

I stand up shocked and happy and run up to him and hug him tightly, "Dick!"