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Don’t Tell Me Final Part

A/N: And…here’s the final part. I originally wanted a smut in here but it just…didn’t happen and I’m sorry about that. I hate ending great stories, so I tried my best, and I hope you all enjoyed the ride. I’ll definitely keep writing for the Batfamily, so you haven’t seen the last of me. And I would like to thank everyone for their encouraging words and their full support for this series. You all mean a lot to me!

Warnings: Language and the fluffiest of fluffs.

It’s as if everything was a dream. The last three months of my pregnancy went by surprisingly smoothly, and with Jason’s constant support, I knew I was ready to become a mom. And before I knew it, I was tossed back into the Batfamily.

They were more than happy to have me back, and it was like I never left.

Dick became more than obsessed with being our baby’s uncle and Godfather, despite Jason and I already deciding that his longtime friend Roy Harper being named our baby’s Godfather.

Dick ended up finding out, became so upset (he literally threw himself down and had a temper tantrum and breakdown) and felt so betrayed that Bruce asked us to allow our child to have two Godfathers just to stop Dick from crying.

So now our child has two Godfathers, and I was proud to announce Barbara as the Godmother.

Bruce had finally accepted that he was becoming a grandpa, so he did what any rich-to-be grandpa would do: use some of his property to build a small, comfy home for us near the manor. Jason was initially offended because he had thought his penthouse was enough for us, but Bruce wouldn’t have any of it, and was even okay for us to live in the manor until the home was complete.

In the end, Jason and I agreed the small home would be better since the family would be really close by if we needed any help.

By the last month of my pregnancy, Damian still accompanied us to my birthing classes, because he believed he knew more about childbirth than Jason. Well, in Damian’s defense, he had read every childbirth book he could get his hands on.

But I was proud of Jason for just being there. It was enough for me.

It was time for our child to be born late at night. I was in the Batcave with Barbara, helping the guys while they were on patrol. While everyone initially panicked, I was somehow calm because I knew what was to be expected, and I was beyond anxious to meet our child. Alfred and Barbara helped me into a medical bed in the cave because Jason and I agreed on a homebirth, just to protect our child from any suspicious and evil watchful eye.

When the boys came home, they surrounded me to await the newest bat boy in the world. Alfred, Bruce, Tim, and Barbara were so helpful to me, and before everyone knew it, the bat boy arrived at exact four in the morning.

Jason Damian Todd.

Yes, I insisted ‘Damian’ to be our son’s middle name, because Damian stood with me every step of the way. And just when I thought Jason would have disagreed, he ended up shocking everyone with how he was proud with the decision and couldn’t be happier.

Jason was even surprised with me for naming our son after him, and I told him the truth: I love him, and I love our son.

So, J.J (Jason Jr.) became the nickname we all stuck with, and everyone in the family and league loved him.

And who wouldn’t love J.J? With his little messy dark hair and hypnotizing blue eyes, J.J was a little handsome man who melts every heart he’s come across. The only thing he got from me is my smile.

Jason even says he loves J.J’s smile, because it’s exactly like mine.

“You two are so perfect,” Jason whispers, and sits beside me while I hold J.J against my chest. “I can’t imagine life could be so kind to me and give me this.”

And after everything that’s happened, the family seemed whole again. But what I wouldn’t know is how everything would go from here.

4 Years Later

“I still don’t know why you want a whole weekend without J.J,” I complain, tossing J.J’s pajamas into an overnight bag. Jason had planned an entire weekend alone for us and assumed I would be okay with it.

J.J is my fucking baby boy, and even though he’s literally going next door to the manor for a weekend slumber party, the thought of him being gone just leaves me into a million pieces of broken glass.

And that shit fucking hurts when you step on it.

Jason grins, and throws himself on J.J’s twin bed. “Are you as mad as when I tricked you to go to Las Vegas for Roy’s wedding to Donna?” he asks chuckles.

“You mean the wedding that didn’t happen because it became OUR wedding?” I correct him, and I slightly smile at the memory.

Yes, Jason and Roy devised a plan to get the family and I to Vegas three years ago. It was supposed to be Roy’s wedding to Donna Troy, and suddenly the elopement turned to mine and Jason’s wedding, when he proposed to me while holding J.J in a little black suit.

And how could I say no to that? I said yes, and we got married right then and there…with no alcohol involved.

Our small family was perfect, even when we have the occasional arguments, the ups and downs, and the fun times like when J.J and I would ambush Jason when he would get home late and shoot him with nerf bullets with our nerf guns.

I just couldn’t imagine my life being like this…and I still wonder if I’m really dreaming.

“I wasn’t mad about your secret plan to marry me. It’s just…you,” I say. “You do things spontaneously when you’re being irrational, or just…romantic.”

“You know me, doll. Why wait six months to a year to get married when I could just marry you in twenty minutes?” Jason asks smugly. “And babe, the fact that Roy got ordained just to marry us was fucking perfect. He just knew how to make me look good when I read you my vows, remember?”

“Oh yes, because nothing is more romantic than to tell our family and friends that, ‘And I vow to always, always let you finish before I do,’” I say laughing. Just remembering Jason being a goofball on our wedding day just reminds me of how scared he was of fucking up our wedding.

Jason pulls me to the small bed and kisses me hard. “Hey, you know I was…nervous as fuck that day. I just…wanted to surprise you and show you how much I love you and J.J,” Jason confesses.

“I know, I just love hearing you say how much we mean to you,” I whisper and kiss him harder than before.

We hear footsteps running to J.J’s bedroom. J.J, who is completely dressed in a newer and improved red and black Robin suit, with older teenaged Damian behind him. J.J’s blue eyes were hidden behind his black mask, and he runs to the bed and jumps high to land on Jason, crushing his balls in the process.

“Oh fuck!” Jason groans loudly.

“I’m Robin! The new boy wonder! I work alongside the Batman, and I’ll kick all of you bad guys in the balls until you cannot get women pregnant!” J.J declares.

“J.J! Who told you about that?” I ask curiously.

“Uncle Damian, because he is my superior, Mom,” J.J answers.

Damian nods his head and smiles. “He learns well, Todd. Oh, my good fuck, I still cannot believe I have to call you Todd, like…that Todd…” Damian whines. “T-t.”

“Language!” I point out.

“Oh please, Todd. The child’s first word was ‘fuck’ if I remember correctly,” Damian mentions.

“No, it was ‘Mama’, then ‘Dada’, and then ‘fuck’, I believe,” Jason corrects him.

I roll my eyes. I slip the overnight bag onto Damian’s shoulder. Jason stands up while holding J.J into a flying position in the air.

“Just try to watch the language, okay? He doesn’t need to be cussing in preschool,” I say strongly.

“Blame your husband for the constant profanity, Y/N. He’s a bad influence on us,” Damian says. Ever since J.J was born, he was always around enough to eventually swear daily. “Cursing is much fun.”

“Get used to it demon spawn. I have to watch my mouth, too,” Jason teases. He lifts J.J in the air and puts him in Damian’s arms. “Now isn’t it time for you guys go play Batman and Robin back in the Batcave?”

“Yes!” J.J shouts excitedly and tries to wiggle out from Damian’s grip.

“Of course,” Damian agrees. “Pennyworth, Drake, and I don’t want our six months work on J.J’s Robin costume to go to waste. And since I am the blood son and next in line for Batman, I request J.J to be my Robin.”

“Isn’t Dick next in line to be Batman?” I ask.

“No, of course not. I intend to break Grayson’s ankles before he’s even thought of. Trust me, Todd. I am next to be Batman, and J.J will most definitely be my Robin.”

The thought of J.J being Robin terrifies me and excites me. I lean in and kiss J.J on the cheek. “I love you, J.J.” I whisper.

“I love you too, Mom. Now stop embarrassing me!” J.J says laughing.

Jason smiles, and ruffles J.J’s hair, while Dick and Tim rush in. Dick is dressed as the Riddler, while Tim is dressed as Penguin.

“Well, well, well…look who we have here. Robin’s family? Well, what do you say we go find the Batcave and steal the Batmobile?!” Dick impersonates Riddler.

“And while we’re at it, let’s steal the Robin cycle!” Tim chuckles during his penguin impression.

J.J makes an angry face and pushes Damian to drop him. “Not so fast, you bastards! Batman and I will stop you both, and you two will be locked up behind bars forever or my name isn’t Robin!” J.J shouts.

Damian smiles, and points to the door, while Dick (Riddler) and Tim (Penguin) make a run for it.

“Let’s go Robin!” Damian uses his Batman voice.

“Okay Batman!” J.J yells. “Bye Mom! Bye Dad!”

We say our good-byes, as Jason and I wave them off by the front door. He wraps an arm around my waist, while I lean my head against his chest.

“You know, I constantly wonder why life just keeps giving me more and more when I thought my time was done with surprises,” Jason says after a while of comfortable silence.

“Why wonder when you can just accept it, and keep looking forward and see what else life gives you?” I ask.

Jason turns me around so he can look down into my eyes. I can feel my heart beat fast when he grins and holds me.

“I love you more than anything I have ever loved before, Y/N. You and J.J…you both mean the world to me, and I’m swear I’m going to love, care, and protect you both for the rest of my life,” Jason admits, and rubs my lower back. “You know, I honestly thought I’d never get a happy ending…after everything.”

“I thought so, too. Maybe happy endings happen for people when they work to be the best they can be,” I say softly. “Make better choices and to think things through before they do them.”

Jason lowers his head down to kiss me. Our kiss is deep and becomes passionate until he pulls away to breathe.

“Oh, fuck doll, you know…I’ve been meaning to tell you that…I think we’re ready.”

“Ready for what?” I ask. I wonder what Jason’s talking about.

“Another baby…”

“Another baby?” I repeat slowly.

Jason picks me up and carries me back inside our home. He uses his foot to slam the door shut before he drops me onto the couch. He settles between my legs and smiles wickedly.

“The fam told me they could use a new Batgirl so…let’s get started on it, baby girl.”

“Oh, Jaybird.”

And just like that, a happy ending was made into the Batfamily, but it certainly isn’t the last one, either.

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