Another update?! I'm on a roll. Also, I keep finding all these cute fanarts on Pintrest and my heart can't take it! GAAAAH!

*ahem*

Anyways, here is chapter three of Hustle, I hope you enjoy it.

It was four weeks after the whole debacle with the young Justice League and the two brothers were playing in the meditation garden while Sensei's pupil rebuilt the meditation platform.

"Can't catch me, Jay! I'm too fast!" Damian laughed, ducking out of the way of Jason's swooping arms.

"Come back here, you little rascal!" Jason growled, turning on his toes to see where Damian went.

Damian was running across the fresh grass towards the bridge that led to the beach, his giggles carrying back to Jason. Jason grinned, running after the toddler. They ran down the bridge, Jason slowing himself down so as to not catch Damian too fast.

They reached the beach and Jason scooped Damian up in his arms, swinging him up. He tickled his belly, eliciting squeals of laughter from the four year old. "J-Jay! Stop!" Jason smirked, tossing the child onto his shoulder. Damian pounded his tiny fists against Jason's back, kicking his feet into Jason's chest. "Put me down this instant! I demand it!"

Jason chuckled. "Sorry, little demon, if I do that you'll just run away again. And I can't have my charge disappearing on me, now can I?"

"I swear I won't run, put me down!"

Jason swung Damian so he was holding the child under his armpits at arms length in front of him. "You swear?"

"Yes! Put me down!"

Jason smirked, putting Damian down. He knew the child was going to run and he was right. About three feet later Damian was sprinting again back towards the meditation area.

Jason chuckled, jogging after him. This time, he scooped him up and held him under his arm like a football, ignoring the small child's squeals of protest. "Sorry, Dami, you didn't listen to me. Now I've got to carry you."

Damian pouted, crossing his arms as best he could. "Meanie."

"Demon."

Jason paused when he heard a twig snap behind them, placing Damian on the ground and whirling around to face whoever was there with his katana out. He lowered his katana when he saw it was Ra's, choosing to bow instead.

"At ease, Jason." Jason stood up straight, feeling Damian peek from behind his legs. Ra's glanced down at Damian before looking back up at Jason. "I have a mission for you, Jason." Jason looked down at Damian before looking back up at Ra's. "Do not worry, my grandson will be going with you."

Jason's eyes widened at this. "You...you want me to take Damian on a mission?"

"Will that be a problem?" The threat was not very veiled in Ra's voice.

"No, sir. What is this mission?" Jason bowed his head in submission.

"We are running out of food. I need you to go retrieve some food for us. You are taking Damian with you to seem less suspicious. There are civilian clothes waiting for the both of you in your quarters. You will depart and retrieve the food items on this list. Do not draw attention to yourself. Meet me at the helicopter pad once you are dressed."

Jason nodded, taking Damian's hand and leading him to their rooms. He got dressed in the clothes given to him, a pair of black joggers and a maroon sweatshirt, before making his way next door to Damian's room. Damian was dressed in black jean overalls with a green shirt underneath. He looked up at Jason and grabbed his hand, walking with his older brother to where Ra's had instructed them.

Ra's gave them both a once over before nodding his head in approval. "Here is the list and a communicator. Place it in your ear and alert us of any issue. Make sure there is no issue. Understood?"

"Yes sir."

Jason got into the helicopter after being dismissed, buckling Damian in before himself. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before they took off towards their destination, a place called Gotham City. Apparently, according to Ra's, there were many orphans there and the city was crime ridden, so nobody should notice a teenager and his little brother shopping. They wouldn't think twice of it.

Talia approached her father, watching as the helicopter disappeared over the horizon. "Is it...is it safe to send him to a place with so many memories for him to unlock? By himself?"

Ra's side eyed his daughter. "He isn't by himself. He has Damian with him. They will be fine."

Talia nodded, not being able to help the worm of worry that rested in her stomach. She just wanted her boys to come back safe.

Gotham City

Jason stepped out of the helicopter, taking Damian out with him in his arms. He made his way down to the street level, ignoring the looks the tenants of the building were giving him and Damian. He hugged Damian closer to him, pushing through the door and onto the streets.

"Jay, I can walk, you know." Damian whined, wiggling in Jason's arms.

Jason sighed. "I know, but not outside, okay? When we get to the store." Jason promised, maneuvering through the streets.

It wasn't hard to find a grocery store, and true to his word, Jason let Damian down once they stepped inside the store. He grabbed a cart and started to push it with one hand, the other holding his brother's tightly. Damian looked between Jason and the cart, eyes wide. "Jay?"

"Mm?"

"Can I...can I go in the cart?" Jason smiled down at Damian, picking him up and placing him in the basket area of the cart. Damian squealed at the sensation of being pushed around. "Eep! Faster! Faster!"

Jason chuckled, obliging the child's wishes. He started to jog through the store, stopping occasionally to grab items off the shelf and place them in the cart with Damian. Damian giggled, occupying himself with rearranging the food as Jason put it in.

Once they were done with the food shopping, they went up to the register to pay, getting behind two teenaged girls around Jason's age. They looked back at Jason and Damian, eyes widening slightly when they saw Damian's face.

This didn't go unnoticed by Jason, who subtly pulled the cart with Damian in it closer to it. Damian giggled. "Jay, can we go for another lap?"

Jason smiled fondly at Damian. "I'm sorry, little demon, but we have to get this food back to mother before it spoils. Next time, okay?"

Damian pouted, crossing his arms. "Okay, meanie."

One of the girls in front of them, the blonde one, cursed. "Cass, I forgot to grab something. I'll be right back." The Asian girl with her nodded. The blonde passed Jason and Damian, looking down at Damian. "Awe, aren't you a cutie. What's your name?"

Jason glared at the girl. "Don't talk to my brother."

The girl held her hands up in defense. "Sorry, my bad." She walked away, looking back at her friend over Jason's shoulder and giving her a subtle nod.

The Asian girl took the basket in her hand and stepped out of line, gesturing for Jason to go first. Jason looked at her suspiciously but thanked her, starting to unload his carriage onto the conveyer belt, Damian helping every so often. "Jay?"

"Mm?"

"Why didn't you let me talk to the pretty girl?"

Jason chuckled, ruffling his hair. "We don't talk to strangers, little demon. That's a good way to get hurt." Jason paid the cashier and loaded the bundles into the carriage with Damian, pushing them out of the store. He paused, taking the bags onto his arms and put Damian on his shoulders, making the small child giggle. "There, now I can still carry you."

The brothers left towards their helicopter, leaving behind the two girls to converse over them.

"So, what'd you think?" The blonde one asked, coming back from her hiding spot.

"Small one...looks like Bruce."

"That's what I was thinking!" The blonde exclaimed. "And the older one?"

The Asian one was quiet for a moment. "Not sure."

The blonde nodded. "Yeah, he's a mystery. Whatever. He was mean to me. Let's go tell Bruce that we found a child that looks like he could be his son."