Jo's POV

Damian comes out the house then looks at me with a look of concern and takes me in the house closing the door behind us.

Damian takes me into the living room where he sits me on a couch across from a guy who looks in his early 20's, no older than 21. He has a red helmet and domino mask next to him. He's completely unmasked otherwise.

"Damian is this?" I ask worried and he nods putting his hand on my leg comforting me.

Red hood glances at Damian's hand then looks at me seriously, "Your father is the reason why I'm here. Do you know where he is?" He asks and I look at Damian then stand up in realisation and look at red hood.

"Y-You can't kill him! I can't loose him too!" I say not able to handle this already and Red Hood nods.

"I know it's hard but I don't think you know what your father does, what he is..." Red Hood trails off and I look at him confused.

"My dad is a drug addict and drunk..." I say now unsure and Red Hood gestures for me to sit back down and I sit next to Damian who has a sympathetic look on his face.

"Your father is a crimelord, he owns the drugs that are sold out in Gotham. He's also a part of a woman trafficking company and has killed over 70 people." Red Hood says and I cover my mouth and tears roll down my cheeks.

I shake my head denying it, "No...he's not like that, my dad is just sick, he can get better, he wasn't always like this...." I say and Damian side hugs me and I break down. My dad wouldn't do that, yes he's hit me before but only when he was really angry.

"Jo, your dad needs to be stopped before he can hurt anyone else." Red Hood says standing up and putting on his mask, "I'm sorry." He says then looks back at me and Damian then leaves.

Damian stops hugging me and he takes out his phone calling Bruce. He tells me to be quiet and I try to stop crying and I don't cry as much but sniff every now and then, "Father did Jason come to you about his newest case?" Damian asks.

He then pauses and nods his head, "His daughter is Jo." I sniff and lean on him making him rub my leg with his hand to comfort me, "Yes, my best friend, I want her to come back to the house, she's not safe at home anymore." He says then nods smiling in relief, "Yes, we're at her house.Thank you father." He says then hangs up.

"I'm going to live with you?" I ask and he nods. I sigh in relief and hug him, "thank you." I say in barely a whisper and I feel him smile.

"You deserve to be safe." He says then stands up and helps me up, "Go pack your things, Alfred will be here in about 10 minutes." He points to the stairs and I go up to my room and pack all my things into a suitcase and go back downstairs to see Damian and a man in his 70's wearing a suit and gloves.