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Two figures appear in the Batcave beneath Wayne Manor. One should be very familiar to the occupants of this universe. Clad in blue and purple, she's as beautiful as Selena Kyle with all the confidence of Bruce Wayne. Helena Wayne, the Huntress, daughter of the Batman and Catwoman of Earth-Two.

The other is a man approaching forty, just starting to gray, but in the fantastic shape that comes from a lifetime of exercise. His costume is a combination reds, yellows, and green, bright colors that had followed him since childhood. Dick Grayson, Robin, one-time partner of the late Batman and ex-Boy Wonder. He's loosely holding a bag which contains a change of clothes for the two.

"You sure about this, Hel?"

She nods. "I am, Dick. I know she's married and all... but I worry about "Aunt" Brenda sometimes. She's got a lot on her plate and a full house. I'm sure she could use some company and cheering up."

He laughs, something that comes easily to the former sidekick. "Bruce as a woman. Scary thought."

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She turns her head and smiles wearily as she backs the chair away from the computer and turns it so that she can offer her alter daughter a hug. "This is my playtime."

She'll get that hug. "If you say so."

She turns back to her almost-brother. "And may I introduce Dick Grayson?"

Brenda greets him civilly, but warily. "Helena speaks highly of you."

"Mooom?" calls a sleepy voice from the stairs.

"Yes, Adao, you can come and sit with us." She sighs.

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"Helena speaks rather well of you as well," Dick says.

She quirks a slight smile and offers her hand, not looking at the boy who comes to flop down on the floor next to Bree's chair, his curly black hair standing up comically.

((*hug*))

Dick takes the hand to shake it, before glancing around at the different children. "Quite the family you've built here."