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Chapter 2: Explanations and Consequences
Bruce Wayne surveyed the scene of his youngest son sheepishly trying to make his way back to his room while still maintaining some semblance of his inherent dignity; and then his at his second son storming out of his room after him with just pajama bottoms and no shirt on and looking outraged. Through the door behind Tim, Bruce caught a glimpse of Conner getting dressed and trying desperately to be invisible.
It didn’t take the ‘World’s Greatest Detective’ to put together the pieces of what had happened here. “Damian, return to your room for now and we’ll talk in a few minutes.”
‘But Father,” he began to protest with an adolescent squeak that just added to the unfamiliar and uncomfortable feelings of embarrassment he was experiencing. “Damian, now!”
Damian had enough “discussions” with both Bruce and Richard about disobeying and even outright ignoring orders in the field to know that tone in his father’s voice meant business. He skulked back to his suite quietly cursing Drake and Conner under his breath. Tim could tell what was on his mind from his body language, and actually smirked at his anger. Conner could hear him despite how quietly he whispered to himself and looked shocked that someone so young knew such language.
“Tim, Conner, downstairs in the Cave.” Just as Damian did, Tim knew his adoptive father’s tone brooked no argument. Conner was not easily intimidated by anyone, least of all an ordinary human being; but Bruce Wayne (aka The Batman) was one of the few people on that very short list, and he likewise, offered no argument.
“Just what did you two think you were doing,” Bruce demanded of the two teenagers sitting before him in the gloomy twilight of the Batcave.
“Dad,” Tim said (he rarely addressed Bruce by anything except his given name), which told everyone just how apologetic he was right now, "I’m sorry, but everything has been so crazy lately, and this is the first time we’ve been able to be together that wasn’t ‘official business’; I’m also sorry you had to find out about me and the ‘way I am’ like this.”
Bruce’s expression softened, “Timothy, did you really think my opinion of you would be diminished by something like your sexual orientation, or that I wouldn’t have already figured it out?”
“If you knew why didn’t you say anything?” Conner impulsively asked and immediately wished he hadn’t. “Because Conner, it wasn’t my place to confront him about it; it was for him to come to me when he was ready. Now you two have managed to push us into that whether anyone was ready or not.”
“Besides that you two are members of a team; and not just members but leaders on that team.”
“A relationship with a coworker can be full of pitfalls, you risk the stability of the team by getting yourselves into this.”
Even as he said it, Bruce knew it sounded like a pretty lame reason, and held up a hand to silence their objections. He was well aware that there were other members of Young Justice and their sister organization The Titans, in relationships; was this a personal issue for him then?
“I just wish you had been more discreet Tim, and not been with Conner where Damian could find you together.”
“And Conner, you still haven’t fully mastered your powers how do you know you wouldn’t injure or even kill Tim?”
Knowing there would be even more objections he held up his hand again. “Conner, I know that you’d never do that intentionally and obviously you two are very close, but it’s a valid concern and if you care as much about Tim as I do, you can see why I might be worried.”
“So, what are you going to do,” Tim asked.
“We’ll take things at one at a time and there’s one other person who should be part of this conversation,” Bruce saw the look of nervousness on Conner’s face and Tim reached out to take his hand.
“I’m sorry, but he’s the only one who can help you so that it’s safe for Tim and for you; he should be here any...” Bruce’s statement was cut off by a rush of wind coming from the entrance to the cave. “Now,” he finished his sentence.
The look of nervousness on Conner Kent’s face grew to full blown panic as the last person he wanted to see stood there.
“I believe you called,” Superman asked Bruce Wayne, who gave him a nod and then looked over at their two protegés.
"You two have really left me one hell of a headache," Bruce told them and looked upward to where one confused and irate twelve-year old waited for an entirely different conversation.
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