Bruce jolted awake when he heard a piercing cry. He was out of his bed and across his room before he even registered what he was doing.

Dick was laying in his makeshift crib, crying with his eyes screwed shut.

Bruce quickly scooped him up, bouncing him gently and making a quiet shushing noise as he made his way down to the kitchen. He grabbed the bottle that Alfred had prepared from the fridge and ran it under warm water to warm it up.

Dick had quieted down now that he was being held, and he was now chewing on a piece of Bruce's shirt.

When the bottle was warmed up enough, Bruce spread a blanket out on the floor to change Dick's diaper on while the baby enjoyed his bottle.

Dick watched Bruce with interest while he got out the supplies to change the diaper and commenced doing the unfamiliar task.

Bruce was rather proud of the result, seeing as it looked similar to the way Alfred had put the last diaper on. He quickly wrapped up the soiled one and threw it in the trash.

Not wanting to leave Dick on his own for long, Bruce hurried back from the kitchen. He scooped up the drowsy baby and settled onto the couch, looking up at the wall and noting the time.

It was early in the morning, earlier than Bruce had woken up in a long time in fact. He usually slept in as long as he could after his long nights of fighting crime. The amount of sleep he actually managed to get most nights was actually quite sad, which is why he took every opportunity to sleep in that he could.

It didn't take long for Dick to fall asleep again in Bruce's arms. Bruce smiled down at his son. As much as he wanted Dick back to normal, there was some part of him that just wanted things to stay exactly as they were at that moment. Though he wouldn't admit it, Bruce had actually enjoyed holding and caring for Dick. There was no denying that Dick was an absolutely adorable baby.

When Bruce thought of turning Dick back to normal the thoughts of all of their recent arguments and disagreements immediately came to mind. He hadn't exactly been the best parent to Dick recently, and he could understand why Dick had been so mad at him, mad enough to leave for Jump City in the first place.

Everything was simpler now that Dick was a baby... at least he definitely seemed happier than Bruce had seen him in a while.

"What am I thinking?" Bruce whispered. 'I can't just leave him like this... He wouldn't want to stay as a baby and have to relive the first years of his life. Would he?' Bruce thought to himself. He ran a hand through his hair again and looked down at the peaceful child in his arms.

Bruce sank back into the couch, letting his eyes drift closed again and carry him back into the depths of sleep.

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When Alfred came down a few hours later he smiled when he found Bruce sleeping with Dick in his arms. The butler grabbed a blanket and draped it over the two before leaving to get started on making breakfast.

Alfred prepared french toast with an assortment of fruit for Jason and Bruce's breakfast, and for Dick he blended up some pears, apples, and sweet potatoes to make three different types of baby food.

When everything was prepared, he went up to Jason's room and woke him first, before waking Bruce.

Bruce and Jason chatted while they both ate breakfast, Alfred having claimed the duty of feeding Dick as his own, which resulted in a much cleaner baby.

Dick seemed to favor the blended pears so Alfred mixed up another batch of it and put it in the fridge for Diana to feed to Dick if he got hungry.

Diana arrived at the manor a few minutes before 8. She was dying to know what had happened to Dick that required him to have constant supervision, but at the same time she had prepared herself for the worst.

"Hello Mrs. Prince." Alfred greeted politely when he opened the door.

"Alfred, it's nice to see you." Diana replied.

"Thank you for being so willing to come help with such short notice." Alfred said, gesturing for Diana to come inside.

Alfred led Diana to the family room where Jason was playing with some large, brightly colored blocks. Dick seemed more interested in either eating the blocks or knocking down whatever Jason managed to build, but Jason was smiling and laughing, not the least bit upset that his buildings kept getting knocked down.

Diana was speechless when she walked into the room. She saw Jason and baby Dick, but the scene didn't quite compute. That is until Jason said, "Knock it over again Dickie!"

Dick was all too happy to oblige Jason, taking the block he held in his hand and using it to smash the small tower Jason had been building. This caused the older of the two to burst out in laughter, earning a happy smile from Dick.

Diana's mouth dropped open when she finally realized that the little ebony-haired baby was Dick. She suddenly understood why he would need to be babysat.

"Wha... What happened?" Diana asked, turning her questioning gaze toward Alfred.

Surprisingly, it was Jason who answered. "A bad man hit him with a spell while he was away with his friends Auntie Diana." Jason said innocently, picking Dick up and carrying him over to her. "Do you want to hold him?" He asked, holding the baby out.

Diana had to admit that Dick was an adorable baby. She couldn't resist taking him from Jason's arms even if she had wanted to. She booped Dick's tiny baby nose and watched with amusement as he grabbed her finger, bringing it towards his mouth. She let him chew on her finger, and she turned back to Alfred.

"Does anyone else know about this? Wally? Clark?" She asked, careful to only use the superheroes' civilian names while Jason was listening.

"I don't believe Master Bruce has told anyone else." Alfred replied.

"I hope he's planning on letting everyone know... at least the team deserves to kno— OW!" Diana jerked her finger out of Dick's mouth. "Geez this kid is like a little piranha!" She said, looking at the small tooth marks on her finger.

Dick started crying, having been startled.

Diana quickly passed Dick back to Jason, not really knowing the best way to deal with the crying baby.

Dick calmed down once he was back in Jason's arms, laying his head rather adorably on Jason's shoulder.

"Bruce said you shouldn't let him put your fingers in his mouth." Jason said, slowly rocking back and forth and rubbing small circles on Dick's back.

"How about I give you some brief instructions before we leave Mrs. Prince." Alfred said, leading Diana to the kitchen where all of the baby supplies were still in their bag.

Alfred quickly pointed out the extra blended pear, as well as another pre-made bottle, giving instructions for warming the bottle before giving any other tips he deemed necessary and pointing out the extra diapers and supplies that were in the baby bag. He grabbed the pacifier as they left the room, handing it to Diana and telling her that it might help keep Dick calm.

Dick cried when he was passed back to Diana, reaching out for Alfred and Jason as they left the manor. He continued crying, despite Diana's best efforts, until she wrapped him in a blanket and gave him his pacifier.

'What have I gotten myself into?' Diana thought as she looked at the now slightly more peaceful baby that was wrapped up in her arms.

Dick warmed up to Diana after a while. It was easier than it could've been because of the similarities between her, Bruce, and Jason in her black hair and light colored eyes. Once he settled in around Diana, Dick once again became the smiling giggling baby he had been when Jason was playing with him earlier.

Diana and Dick played with the blocks Jason had left out on the floor for a while. Diana noticed once again that the baby was more interested in chewing on the brightly colored blocks than playing.

After a while Dick got bored with the blocks and started trying to crawl away. Diana laughed at his first attempt at crawling and stood up, following the baby as he wandered through the halls of the manor.

Dick's crawling improved very quickly and soon he was crawling down the halls at a slightly concerning speed. Diana floated a few inches off of the ground and followed behind him, making sure she didn't lose sight of him which she succeeded in doing, until there was a knock on the door.

Diana turned when she heard the sound of a fist pounding on the front door of the manor. Alfred had told her that there was a code on their gate that the mailman knew, so she assumed that it was just a package being delivered.

When Diana turned back around, Dick was nowhere to be seen. "Great." Diana muttered under her breath. She flew through the halls, checking room after room for any sign of the tiny baby she had lost track of.

Diana finally found Dick in the fourth room she looked into. The room looked like some sort of game room and Dick was in there chewing on a cordless remote.

Dick smiled and giggled when he saw Diana and held his arms out for her to pick him up. Diana walked over and picked him up, tickling him as she flew back towards the family room.

Diana stopped when she heard another knock on the door. She balanced Dick on one hip while she walked over to the front door and opened it.

What Diana saw when she opened the door was not what she had been expecting. She had been expecting the mailman, possibly a family friend, but she definitely hadn't expected to be met with the barrel of some sort of gun.