Bruce sat there frozen as he looked at the letter and picture that he held firmly in his hands. He then looked up at his children whom have not noticed his worried look yet. There precious laughs and giggles filling the open cool air as they sat eating their breakfast as they talked amongest themselves. Bright smiles plastered on their faces making him worry more for his children's safety. He didnt want to lose his tresures that God has gifted him. He cleared his throat to get there attention. The kids looked up at there father curiously stopping their conversations.
"Dick may I speak to you privately? The rest of you go back to eating your breakfast." Bruce said before standing up followed by Dick.

Once they were outside in the hallway away from the rest of the kids, Bruce pulled out the picture and letter and handed them to Dick. Dick took them curiously and read the letter before looking at the picture. A worried look crept onto his face as he reread the letter before looking at Bruce with a panicked look.
"This arrived in the mail today." Bruce whispered looking at his first son with worry tone in his voice. Dick looked angry and scared at the same time. Angry for someone targeting him and his siblings and scared because it was his life along with his younger siblings life on the line.

"What are we going to do?" He whispered back not wanting his siblings to over hear his conversation.
"I am going to take you to the Watch Tower. That way I know you will be safe. I can't stand to lose any of you." Bruce said placing his strong hands on his shoulders. Smiling a reassuring smile as he tried to calm his eldest son down a little bit.

" I am going to tell your siblings now. So be prepared when they freak out some." he added before walking into the dinning room and sitting down along with Dick. He sighed a heavy sigh before softly but angrily throwing the papers down for his younger siblings to see. He didnt have the heart to just tell them He wanted them to see fir their selfs that they were in trouble and that it wasn't a joke that him and Dick were pulling on them. They looked at the papers curiously before looking at there father in concern and worry. He looked at them all. They all had the same face of worry and concern except for his only daughter whom had a look of pure terror on her face.

"Dose this mean we are being targeted?" asked Tim with a concerned tone. Bruce nodded before looking at his children with a sencere look.
"Go and pack your bags were going to the Watch tower were you will be safe from this man who is trying to hurt this family"

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Damian sat on Dick's bed covered in a bulletproof blanket that his father and older brother wanted him to wear incase something happened and they couldn't find cover fast enough. It also helped that he was cold to begin with. He looked up at Dick was was packing his things frantically. Dick glanced at Damian who had the blanket wrapped around his head and body. Duck smiled a heart filled dsmile to try and show his younger brother some concern. Heck he was 9 and had a lot to live for and being targeted was not something he wanted any of his siblings to go through. Damian might be hiding it but he knew he was scared of any of his siblings to be killed.  Dick sighed as he looked at the three bags in front of him.

One of them was his the other two was Margret's and Damian's. He was in charge of all the things that the two youngest and himself would need including shirts, Pants, underclothing, bathroom products, and things to help them out if they were attacked. Heck he even included books, Sketch pad and art tools for Damian, I pads with games on them, and even a pack of cards. So they will be entertained were they were at the watch tower for the next couple of days. Dick smiled as he looked behind him breafly to see Margret hiding under her Bulletproof blanket playing with her Doll she got from Bruce last Christmas. He then started to think of each of his youngest siblings who have started to be kids for once in there messed up life they have had.

Margret's long blonde hair was pulled back into a braid that Jason did earlier for her. Her evergreen forest eyes were filled with joy as she played. Her blanket was red as it was wrapped around her as she laid on her stomach being content with the doll that she was given. She had started to be a girly girl a couple of months ago when she figured out it was okay for her to ask for things and be the person she wanted to be and not someone wanted her to be. So when she started school she started to hang out around girls and noticed the way they acted and started to become a girly girl. Yeah some days she be a tom boy and play around with her brothers but she became a girly girl and made her brothers happy.

He small doll was a Barbie doll with black hair a evergreen eyes. Similar to her and the Wyane boys who had black hair. Currently she had her doll have a loose Black dress that went to her knees that had a pick outer layer of see through fabric around her waist. She also had on a dull pink high heel shoes that matched the outfit. She even went the mile to ask Jason to braid her Barbies hair just like her and him knowing Jason couldnt resit her puppy dog eyes that she used against him all the time. She even named the doll after her adopted Grandma Martha.

Margret even learned from her friends at school what a Tea Party was and actually enjoyed it when she went to one that her friend Sally held a couple weeks ago. So she then decided to hold one her self for her family. She figured out what day everyone was free and made invitations and handed them all to her brothers and father along with Alfred. She then planned on what she wa going to make for them and what type do tea she was going to use. They all acepted the invetations and were happy to attend the party for the sake of their sister. She was only 7 for christ sake.

He then looked at Damian who was starting at Margret. His black hair was sticking out of the blanket making his head free to look around with his baby blue eyes that were filled with rage and worry. His blanket was black and he wasn't doing much besides keeping an eye on Margret. Dick sighed as he sat on his bed next to Damian and wrapped his arms around him, rested his check on Damian's head. Damian leaned into the touch for once and sighed a worry sigh. He was really worried for his siblings and didn't want any of them hurt. They were to young to have to go through this and it worried him. There was a knock at the door and the door opened to revile Bruce in casual clothing that consted of a grey shirt and black sports pants that he wore when he was working out.

"Daddy!" Margret yelled at him. She stood up and conconed her and Martha in the blanket and ran towards him. He smiled as he knlet down to catch her and Martha. She giggled as he jumped up making her jump in his arms.

"Are you and Martha okay?" He asked his daughter. He included Martha now because he learned quickly that his daughter thought of the doll as a normal person and should be recognise and not forgot. He sighed as he did. Realizing it was only a phase she would be going to but he would rather deal with this phase then the dating phase. Lets just say that he is overprotective of his baby girl.

"Yeah Daddy me and Martha have been laying on the floor waiting for Dick to finish packing so we could leave." She replied happily.

"Are you being good for Dick and Damian?" Bruce asked hugging his Daughter tightly. He had loved all his kids and was afraid that they were going to get hurt by this Carlos guy that made the mistake of targeting them. He loved how they all were getting along like siblings but of course there was some sibling rivalry but they usually got along. Margret then rested her head on his chest as she tightly gripped his shirt and Martha. He then looked at his watch that was wrapped around his right wrist. It has been two hours since breakfast about the time that she took a nap. She was hyper kid and wore herself out fast after breakfast. And had to take a quick power nap then she was good for the rest of the day. He smiled as he wrapped the blanket around her tighter and rested his warm cheek on her head and rocked her gently.

"How about we go find your other brothers and head up to the tower were you and Martha can nap?" He asked her. She slowly nodded as she gripped his shirt tighter that what he was. He turned to the boys and smiled. He opened his arm that didnt hold his daughter for Damian whom quickly jumped off the bed and ran into his fathers arms. Clinging onto his side and he burried his face into his shirt letting a few tears fall that he has been holding in. Sick smiled as he grabbed there bags and walked out of the room follwing his Dad and siblings.

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Meanwhile Tim was sitting on Jason's bed covered in a yellow bulletproof blanket that his father and oldest brother insested he wear incase if any assassin or gang came in and started shooting in this time of distress. He knew why they had him wear it so he went along not wanting to get hurt. He had finished packing quickly and ran towards Jasons room not wanting to be alone. Jason was still packing so he sat on Jason's bed instead making small talk with the rebel child.

Jason glanced over at Tim who comfortably sat on his bed covered in the blanket his father and older brother instead the three youngest wear. He was covered everywhere but his head the poped out of the blanket leaving his shaggy black hair and blue eyes filled with worry and fear. Jason finished packing his have and slowly sat on the bed next to Tim. He placed his muscular arms around Tim pulling him close to his chest letting Tim rest his head over his heart. He then felt a wetness on his shirt knowing that Tim was crying. Jason felt a pain in his heart and wrapped the blanket aroynd Tim's shoulders tighter as Tim burry his face into his chest. Jason just sat there silently wrapping comfortable circles on his back while humming a lullyby that calmed his siblings down when they were upset.

"What's a matter Timbo?" Jason asked him quietly not wanting to startle his little brother. He was worried about his younger siblings and his family. Tim and him has become pretty close after they made up about a month and a half ago. They found out that they loved oved  to baseball or football games and eating chili Dogs together. He was the only one Tim can talk to and feel okay with it and not have to worry about being Jugded about it.

He had also grown to like Damian as well. Since Jason and Damian were both killers at one point in there life's they understood each others point of view and interests. They even went on patrol together.

Now his sister was a completely different case. He and his brothers loved her to death and loved the fact she was inpracing the girl veiw of things. Making it easier to shop for her by simply going to the little girls section and buying something for her that they knew she would like. They also loved that she was a happy kid since she moved in with them and started to trust them Jason loved her just like he loved his younger brothers and the rest of the family. He even sat patintly when sge asked him if he could braid her hair.

Heck he was even looking forward to him and his brothers along with Bruce and Alfred to attend her tea party this afternoon. He looked over Tim's head and saw the small piece of paper with pink and red lettering saying.
"Your Invited To A Tea Party!
I am hosting a tea party in the living room at 3 on September 3rd. Please come to enjoy tea and sandwiches"

He smiled as he looked at the small lettering and rounded lines in different colors he looked back at Tim accepting the answer he was going to give.
"I am scared Jay" he whispered into Jason's chest. Jason's face feel. He knew the feeling all to well.
"We will get through this Timbo. I promise. I will be by your side every step of the way. Were going to be fine. Bruce is going to chat this guy and everything will be back to normal. Okay?" Jason said back to him tightening his grip on him. Tim nodded and let go and wiped his eyes when they heard a knock at the wooden door and his siblings and father walked in.

Jason smiled as he looked at the nearly asleep Margret that rested aginst Bruce's chest cluching his shirt and Doll. Her blakent nicely wrapped around her. He then noticed Damian clutching to Bruce's side with his blanket still wrapped around him. Jason frowned when he realised that Damian was actually scared because something like this hasnt happen to him before and his family taught him it was okay to be scared of this and show it instead of bottleing it up.

Dick then walked in and placed three duffle bags next to the ones next to the door that Tim and Jason owned. Tim then jumped up and ran to his fathers side quickly hugging him before hugging Dick. He then returned to the comfort of his older brother that sat on the bed. Jason smiled as he rewrapped his arms around the frightened child.

"Are you all ready to go to the watch tower?" Bruce asked in a calm voicr not wanting to frighten any of the scared kids that were there. Before any of them could answer Alfred walked in and took the bags that rested near the door. Bruce smiled before looking back at his kids them all nodding.

"Okay before we go anywhere lets discuss some rules" Bruce said in a little harsher tone that woked up the dazed Margret. They nodded before turning to fully look at there father. He then began to speak about the rules that were going to apply while they were at the tower.

"Rule number 1 is that you will be on your best behavior while I am gone. Rule number 2 no guns are allowed. I'm looking at you Jason. Rule number 3 there will be absolutely no swords or knifes as well. This time I am looking at both Jason and Damian. Rule number 4 there will be no murdering anybody. That includes if they are annoying you. Rule number 5 there will be no annoying each other and finally Rule number 6 there will be no drinking. That is all the rules that I would like for you to follow." Bruce said as he looked at all his sons with a serious look. He didnt have to worry much about Margret because he knew that she would be on her best behavior because out of all the kids she was the most well behaved. Bruce think its because of having been in that sick disgusting orphanage, making her think if she did something wrong she would be sent back bwcause she was told enough times that she was a bad kid and deserved everything she got. So it took a little bit to convince her that it wasnt true but she still thought she would be sent back if she missed behaved.

"Father, when do you think this mad man will be captured so we may return back to you and enjoy our life without looking over our shoulders and be safe?" Damian asked as he looked up at his father with a curious look. Bruce sighed before realising each of his children were wondering the exact same thing. He sighed before answering
"I'm not sure Damian as soon as me and the cops find this man I will let you know until then you each need to look out for each other and keep each other safe okay?" He replied in the nicest way possible. Each of the boys nodes along with there sister.

Bruce hated having to leave his children because of a mad man wanting to hurt them. He loved each of his kids and they knew that but he could never express how much he does. Each of his kids were apart of him in some way. Dick was his fun side of things. Since he always made him laugh. Jason was the one that made he do risky things. Tim was the one that helped him when he was stuck on something. Damian was what kept him on his toes.Then his little girl was his way of knowing things were going to be alright. In a way if he lost one his life would be over. He can't bare to lose any of them.

Wow 3010 words. I can't believe it. I don't own anything but Margret and Carlos.