We waited in a boat near the docks already after taking two hours in arriving. As usual, Talia wanted to make quite a dramatic introduction for when her 'beloved' would arrive. It was pretty uncomfortable this whole scenario, so I decided instead to step outside and think about what Talia just told me. 

She wanted me to go with Damian and stay with his father for a couple of days after this whole situation is over.

My mother told me that I have to go with Damian because she feared something might happen to him. So I accepted her request and decided to stay alert and protect Damian at all costs no matter what. I know he's an excellent fighter, and if I tell him to take care of himself, he will do it. But I know that there are lots of dangers in Gotham City. Some I might even know of. If something were to happen to my little brother, I could never forgive myself. 

So, from now Damian is going to be my priority no matter what, as he has always been. I agree to go with him, but he wasn't as pleased with the idea of me coming with him. But I know that even though he's cold and arrogant sometimes, he is my brother. And like it or not I'll always be with him.

A few minutes already passed, and I can see that both Damian and Batman are stepping off the boat. Before I get off, I go to Talia and ask her if she told him about me going with them.

"Yes, I did. He said that it wouldn't be a problem".

"All right," I say as I'm walking out, but then feel Taliah's hand holding my left hand from behind.

" We taught you well, Isabelle. I care about both your brother and you. I know our relationship is... unique. I know I don't say it often, but I am proud of the daughter you have become".

It feels odd when Talia says things like that. Deep down in my heart, I know she cares about Damian and me. She has helped me in some moments when I hit some of the weakest points of my life. She helped me a little bit when it was obvious that Ra's would obviously prefer Damian over her granddaughter, from the father he never approved of. Moments like this, I actually appreciate them for as long as they last. 

"Thanks" I reply, 

I take a deep breath, give one last glance at my mother, and jump off where Damian and Bruce are. 

As I saw the boat leave, it felt so weird just being Damian and me. We'd been alone together before, so I knew what to do. but now that we're with his father, Batman, I felt somewhat intimidated by him, which I shouldn't be. I knew who he was behind the cowl. Bruce Wayne, Gotham's city's most famous philanthropist, and playboy. And yet, he somehow had the ability to make me feel intimidated, scared even. But for the sake of the situation, I remained calm and try not to show that.

"You didn't know about me, did you?" Damian asked.

"No".

"So mother has made us your responsibility".

"Something like that" he responded sternly, walking in front of us.

" This isn't necessary, I have Isabelle to take care of me, we'll do fine ourselves".

"Damian, I can't always take care of you all the time. And besides, mother told me to stick with you. He's your father and we need to stay with him. Those were her orders." I told him directly, as I looked at Bruce for a second.

"Your sister is right". When he said that, I never would have expected him to agree with me.

"I do too, but things have changed. She thinks you'll be better off with me, for now."

"What do you think?" Damian asked as he crossed his arms.

"Better than the League of Assassins".

"They taught us how to fight". Damian said angrily which was starting to annoy me.

"And I take it not much else". Finally, Bruce opened up the batmobile.

When it opens, there were only 2 seats. I expected three at the most But there was no other choice. 

"Damian we're gonna have to share a seat". I sat down and sat Damian in my lap, I couldn't help but just let a stifled little laugh out. I could tell Damian was feeling really awkward about this by the look on his face. Just as when the roof got closed up, Bruce started talking to somebody.

"Alfred?"

"Yes?"

" We're gonna have company".

"A sleepover, oh goody". The man responded sarcastically through the communicator.

As we started to drive off, I looked at Gotham City through the window. Amazed by how mysterious it looked with stone gargoyles in almost every building we passed and wondered what would it look like when the sun was setting. How did this city look before all the darkness was painted over? Joker, Killer crock, Riddler, Two-Face, and many others have plagued this city with a dark cloud of insecurity for the people. That's one thing I do admire about Bruce, despite everything that goes wrong in this city, his true purpose is to protect the innocent. That's something not all of us are willing to do

When we arrived at what I supposed was the Batcave, the roof opened from the car and we got out.

"Welcome back sir".

This person looked like a Butler or servant of some kind.

"I presume this is the young man and woman you spoke of ".

This is Alfred pennyworth, the servant who turned into a Father figure to Bruce for the rest of his life, at least that's what Taliah has told us before this whole thing.

"Hello pennyworth. I've heard of you". Damian said in his not-so-nice tone which bothered me.

"I'm terribly sorry for his manners. I'm Isabelle, his sister". I presented myself as I shook his hand.

"At your service Miss Isabelle and Master Damian". He said as he bowed at us.

"Where are the rest of the servants?" Damian asked impolitely.

"I am the sum total". Alfred responded.

"You only have one servant?"

"He's not a servant, he's a friend". Bruce responded. I hope he doesn't have this bratty attitude for the time staying.  We both then started looking around the Batcave.

"So this is the fabled Batcave, grandfather told us all about it". Damian said as he sat down on the chair in front of the bat computer. 

"Smaller than I imagined, very efficient though".

 I went up to the upper level of the Batcave and saw a Robin suit. Damian followed me and also saw it.

"Looks rather feminine, don't you think?". Damian said. I didn't say anything to not cause any problems, but his attitude was irritating me a lot.

"Master Dick was a boy when he used that". Alfred said.

"Where is he now?" I asked out of curiosity.

"Moved on, so shall we. Would you like to see where you two will sleep at?"

I know it's none of my business to know, but I always thought It was really dangerous and risky to have a child for a sidekick. Robin wasn't someone that was mentioned a lot, so I don't have much to say about him. From what Talia told us, he was Bruce's adoptive son. That's all I knew. But with that only information, she started to rot Damian's mentality in having to almost grow hatred towards him.

 It's really unfair what happened to Damian. Knowing that his biological father is with a son who is not blood-related to him. But I always told him that he shouldn't be so hard. Maybe he did need a home at times of need. When he deeply needed it the most. But as much as I tried, I could tell that his resentment towards him would never go away.

Alfred showed Damian his room first as I waited outside. Wayne Manor is huge, probably because it's the first time that I've seen it. As Alfred was guiding us to our rooms, we passed one that intrigued me a little bit. Since it was a little bit open, the only thing I was able to peek at was that it had a nightstand with picture frames in it. This was his room. Robin's

"This is your room, Miss Isabelle". Alfred said as we were entering my room. My room was next to Damian's. That's good. So I can keep a close eye on him. As we entered the room the first thing that brought my attention was the walls were a deep brown with a marble effect and as I looked up, a little chandelier with small crystals hung on onto the roof. I loved how so much detail there was on it. I've never seen anything so classy. 

"That door leads to your bath and that is a closet ". Alfred explained, pointing in both directions

"It's perfect, thank you, Alfred". I said to Alfred.

"I'm so glad you liked it, Miss Isabelle."

"Do you need help with anything else?"Alfred asked politely. 

"No, it's ok. I can take it from here." As Alfred left the room, he walked towards the hallway and back to the Batcave I suppose.

*****

Now that everything is silent and nobody is there, I took the chance to get a look at the mysterious room that was right next to me. I waited until Damian fell asleep so I could see it for a little bit. I quietly open the door and turn on the lights, and the first thing I notice in there was a college banner stuck to the wall that had a logo with a sword, going through a shield that said Gotham Academy with the colors red and white stuck on the wall. A pretty nice logo I'll admit.

With how rich Bruce is, I'm sure he sent him to the best schools. As I go in more to this room, there are a lot more interesting things to see. Next to the neatly made bed, the nightstand that I saw earlier with things that likely. There were band posters stuck to the white walls. The nightstand that I saw earlier had pictures. The first one I picked up was of a kid, around thirteen or fourteen, holding a trophy t that said 2009 Gotham Academy mathlete honoree: Dick Grayson. So this is the one that Alfred was mentioning.

The one was Robin. He was definitely a nerd in high school. The next one was where he and Bruce were in their suits, where he was making a silly face while Bruce was as serious as always. 

"This was Master Dick's room when he was younger". Alfred said in a tired voice. I was startled when I saw him.

"So this the one who used to be Robin?" Alfred nodded in response.

"He's a noble young man. It was very sad when he left. Bruce and he did not have a nice farewell". Alfred said with a little bit of sadness in his voice.

"Is he still in contact with you guys?" I asked.

"He doesn't live here anymore. Yes he comes and visits now and then, but he has other matters to worry about now ".

I nodded, as I took one last glance at the room before we left the bedroom.

"Well, I better go and finish unpacking my stuff. Good night Alfred".

"Good night, Miss Isabelle". Alfred said with a closed smile.

After I went to my room, I quickly changed into a black tank top, and some black shorts and went to try to sleep. The bed was pretty big, well at least for one person. But at least I don't have to sleep uncomfortably anymore as I did in Nanda.

******

For some reason, I was having a hard time sleeping. Probably because I'm not used to sleeping in another place other than Nanda. So when that happens I took out my iPod as usual and started listening to my music. While listening to my playlist a song came up when out of nowhere I get the thought, what happened to this guy from the room next door? Why did he leave? That's the two things I remembered thinking before I fell fast asleep.