wife, and one that loves him and is currently brushing her fingers through his hair.

"Why are you here this time?" Damian—your Damian—asked. He huffed and crossed his arms over his chest, which his future self observed and chuckled at. With a smile, one true and nothing like Damian Wayne at all, Dams addressed himself,"TT. Did I really have such a baby-face? I always imagined something more... dangerous."

Cyra clutched her stomach and started laughing so hard she almost fell off the chair. Batmom caught her by the cape while stifling her own laugh. Collectively, they all tried to hide their giggling as Dams began to speak and explain. It was then as the tone of the conversation grew professional and important that he matched it, but still with something better than happiness quirking in his less-serious eyes.

"Cyra came here three years ago after my mother Talia Al Ghul got her hands on time-manipulating tech. We recently located the artifacts she had been using, but she hid them before we could acquire them. When we went to search the locations we learned they were hidden, they were not there. Y/N assumed she hid them in the past and we've come to find them and destroy them." Dams said. He then added,"...Also, I really need a vacation. Where's everyone else? Dick, Jason, and the others?"

"Either off-world, busy, or out of Gotham." You told them, staring at Batmom's face. Were you really that pretty? No wonder Damian gazed at you across the room so much (and then acted like he wasn't).

"Damn. The house is empty for once. That's weird." Cyra commented.

"It's nice." Dams and Batmom corrected together. Batmom smiled at him, breathing and closing her eyes,"I could use the peace and quiet. You kids—combined with the twins, and Mar'i, the animals, Jessie, and the occasional visit from the entire Justice League and Superfamily—are loud."

"No, we're not!" Richie said, loudly. Dams rolls his eyes.

"Well, I'm sure Master Bruce, Master Damian, and Ms. Y/N would all enjoy you staying for as long as needed." Alfred chimed,"Shall I prepare guest bedrooms?"

"Three, please. And thank you so much, Alfred." Batmom grinned. Dams nodded with a refrained and sad smile that made Damian's stomach twist,"Yeah." He looked at Alfred like he was meeting an old friend after such a long time,"You're the best."