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luvly-writer · 2 months ago

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Crimes of a Mother:

Ch. 3 Knowledge is power

Batfamily x reader

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Author's note: I FINALLY HAD SOME FREE TIME!!! Yk those slow weekends after a test week, perffffff that's this weekend and it is UPDATE DAY!!!! So ye, hope all of you are okay.

Warnings: Long chapter

Taglist: @nxdxsworld @give-jack-a-lightsaber @h0rr0r-10ver-69 @can-i-feel @n4muar @snowy-violet @ferakillia @mariadvorak @idonthaveanameforthisacc @yandereheros @omnivirgo

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Y/n was frustrated. It was late November, the streets of Gotham had only gotten colder and she, being usted to the warm climate of Puerto Rico, struggled more and more at staying out and watching the Batcrew. Not only that, finals were getting closer and she had to put her investigation on pause for the sake of not failing. The life of an over achiever was not easy. She still spent a lot of time with the Waynes. She truly had grown fond of them over time (and realized she enjoyed the calmness of the library at Wayne manor). After spending enough time watching them, it was funny to her how no one had ever seen the similarities between the family and their vigilante counterparts. She was sure they kind of knew, she knew, but no one ever said anything. Y/n thought it was mainly because no one wanted to break the ice, and as time passed she was kind of getting impatient.

They had invited her to spend Thanksgiving week with them seeing as she was the only one of her friends that wasn't able to travel back to Puerto Rico that week and they didn't want her to feel alone. Her mom had come up with some half assed excused as to why she wouldn't be able to pay for her tiket back and as much as Y/n wanted to believe her, she knew it was something else. So, she accepted, not only was she not alone for a holiday but she was staying an entire week with them and that could help her investigation.

Currently she sat on one of the sofas at Wayne Manor, late at night, getting warmed by the fire with her laptop in hand. Having finished and studied for the mayority of her things, she began stretching and turned to look to her side at the sound of footsteps. There, she saw Damian walking out of the kitchen.

"Hey Dames!" she smiled at him as she greeted him

Startled by the girl, he turned around and nodded his head at her in greeting. She had noticed that Damian was more sluggish and less alert than usual. His eyes looked droopy and he looked a little bit in pain.

"Damian...are you sick?" she asked worried because of his lack of vebal response. That alerted him quickly and made him shake his head and murmur that he was okay, just tired.

"Okay....you should get some rest, hun, I know it's Thanksgiving week and you don't have class but it would help" she said softly and Damian knodded, wished her goodnight and walked away. As she observed him, she noticed that he had a slight limp he was hiding very well. A normal person wouldn't have noticed, but she was too perseptive for that. She closed her laptop and stood up. Damian normally felt her presence rather quickly, it was odd that she took him by surprise. Quietly, taking advantage of his state (which she felt a little bad for it), she stood up and walked a few steps behind him, suspicious of his behavior. At once, she almost knocked something and cursed under her breath, making him turn and look around. She was rather thankful of her choice in wearing a black hoodie with black sweatpants, because she was able to blend with the dark corners of Wayne Manor. He turned back and kept on walking. She followed him through the doors, careful of her surroundings, down the stairs and into Bruce's study. She was familiar with the place, why was he here? Holding the door slightly closed, she looked through the small opening and saw him insert some sort of code with the hand into the grandfather clock.

Finally, she gasped as the clock moves and a panel is revealed with a door behind. Fascinating! Damian went through the door and she waited till the door closed and the clock was right into place to move. She entered the room and quietly closed the door.

"It was right under my nose this entire time!" She laughed quietly.

She waited a few moments and began working on the hands; the code being 10:48pm. She remembered, thankful of her photographic memory. She heard the mechanism working inside of it and watched it open, amazed by it. She bit her lip to stop herself from squealing as she walked through the door. A long decending staircase awaited her and she made sure to go down as quiet as possible. Little by little the cave had begun to reveal itself. Finally, she looked down, not fully visible to the people she could hear downstairs.

"Damian, you are on bed rest, how many times do we have to go through with this?"

"Grayson, you aren't the boss of me! Besides, I just wanted to stay in comns. Father already made it abundantly clear I can't go out to patrol"

"What did he ground you with now?" snorted Jason

Y/n heard a murmur and two laughs very similar to Tim's and Jason's roared through the cave. She smirked as she thought to herself, 'Never an incorrect investigation'.

"Quit bothering your brother, or I'll sit both of you too. Don't think I forgot about you almost falling asleep on Saturday Tim, after you swore you got 8 hours of sleep. And, you, Jason, don't you think I did not see you slip on the very same rooftop Damian fell on" Said Bruce with his normal fatherly tone.....

Bruce......

BRUCE!!!!!

Bruce IS Batman! He is BATMAN! She couldn't believe her eyes. There he was without his cowl reprimanding Tim and Jason, who were also without their cowls, the same way with he did to them last week!

"You swallow the fun of everything, B" complained Jason whilst he rolls his eyes with Tim agreeing, Damian had a satisfied smirk and Dick laughed.

"And you, Bruce Wayne, are sloppy as hell" she said walking down the stairs, making all of them pause and turn to look at the girl.

"Oh shit/fuck/no"

"Y/n, what are you doing here?" Bruce asked, taken aback.

"Which one of you idiots made it obvious?" Glared Damian with his arms crossed.

Before his brothers could jump him, she interrupted, "Actually, Damian, you were the one who led me here"

Having heard that, the other three errupted in laughter and began teasing Damian about being sloppy, who in turn was looking up at her horrified.

"Enough! You three, to patrol, now. Tell the others I will be late. Damian, upstairs, I will not be repeating myself. Got it" Bruce commanded in a voice familiar to Batman's but not quite there yet.

Each left the cave one by one, not before whispering a small good luck to Y/n and waving goodbye. (Aside from Damian, who she was sure was having an internal crisis. So much so, he followed orders without complaint.)

"Y/n"

"I knew it, Bruce, I freaking knew it!"

"I don't kn-"

"Cut the crap, Bruce, we both know you know exactly how. We both know everyone has been knowing I know. Frankly, saying you don't know how is both insulting to your intelligence and mine." She said flatly as if it was obvious.

He nodded and motioned for her to follow him. He walked towards the Batcomputer and brought a spare chair with him. Sitting down, he motioned for her to take a seat.

"Very well. I expected we would have this conversation much sooner but once you began focusing more on your studies, I had thought I had more time, but it seems that you have managed to take me by surprise, once again. What do you know?"

She began telling him everything, she had photo evidence, DNA evidence (it was easy to lie to the bio girl Taylor was screwing with because by now everyone kinda knew she was friends with the Wayne Family. So lying when she turned up with a blood sample and saying one of them gave it to her for her forensic investigation final once the results came positive, was easy as hell), she presented everything she knew...except her theory of Bruce being her father.

Bruce nodded along to her words, finding her investigation fascinating. He tried to think of ways on how to correct the "sloppiness" that led her to find out, but just like what happened with Tim years ago, it was simply impossible for a "normal" person to gather all of this. Tim and Y/n were the exception for this, they were brilliant kids. Once she finished, he had noticed in her face that she was a little hesitant of something and asked her about it.

"You are hiding something...what's wrong?"

".....I don't think I want to find out the answer....it will hurt either way" she whispered and he could hear hints of hurt in her tone.

"Hey," he conjured up a fatherly tone he had used at least a million times when any of his kids were in a vulnerable state. A thing he never knew he had until Dick arrived, "I am still me. The same guy that taught you how to play tennis and golf and the same guy you've beaten a million times in pool. Just because you know of my....other job, doesn't mean I'm someone else." he said softly.

Y/n did NOT calculate that confessing her theory would be so difficult. She had imagined herself being caught on some random rooftop, Batman kinda intimidating her from finding out of her investigation and her yelling everything she knew with a badass tone...She had not expected him to be kind and look at her with a sense of pride as she talked.

This moments had two alternatives and both hurt. What if he was her dad? That means he left her for 18 years and had spent those 18 years loving and nurturing other kids. What if he was her dad and didn't want another kid? He already had a bunch of them. Sure he welcomed her into his home, took time to get to know her, spent time with her and even invited her to spend a holiday with him. Sure, she had thought of how great it would be if he were her father and almost called him dad once. Whatever, right?

But what if he wasn't her father? Could she stand the look of pity when he denies it? Could she be able to handle knowing the feeling of almost having a father figure and it being ripped away? What if he was weirded out by her theory? What if he hated the thought of having her as his daughter?

This internal monologue overwhelmed her and her eyes teared up a little. Bruce was taken aback by this and was once reminded of something..she is a genius sure, but she is a kid. This has happened with all of his kids at least once. They are all amazing and estraordinary in their own ways, but they were still young. Dick and Barbara were 25, Jason, 23; Tim and Steph,20; Cass and Duke, 19; and Damian, 12. They are all still young, and that count Y/n too as she is only 18.

Finally, she spoke up in a terrified tone, "I think you're my dad....and whether you are or not...it will hurt.."

His eyes softened, he understood Valentina's motived for keeping their daughter away, but seeing her now, so torn, he was definitely calling her later and having a word with her.

"Y/n.... " he spoke slowly and softly, as not to scare her. She scrunched her eyes ready to listen to the worst, "You are correct. I am your biological father."

Hearing this, she snapped her eyes open and saw nothing but sincerity in his.

"I am Y/n Wayne Salazar..." she said softly and he nodded, unsure of her response

"They are my sibblings...My grandparents are dead, you are my father. Damian is my blood sibbling. You are my family and you have been knowing this entire time?"

"I found out I was your father the day I met you"

"YOU LIED TO ME", she snaped once she heard this.

"Your mother made me lie for your safety", he could see her growing more agitated by the second

"MY MOTHER IS NOT HERE! SHE WOULDN'T HAVE KNOWN!"

"We both know she would have Y/n"

"Ye..I...UGH", she stood up and began pacing back and forth infront of him, "I KNOW THAT BUT YOU BOTH LIED TO ME! SHE LIED TO ME ALL THESE YEARS SAYING THAT SHE DIDNT KNOW WHERE YOU WERE AND THAT IT WAS BETTER THIS WAY! THIS IS BULSHIT BRUCE! YOU KNEW!" She stood in front of him and just glared at him.

"Y/n, your mother has her reasons for keeping you away and they are valid-"

"OH! So you know those too! WONDERFUL!"

"Y/N." He spoke in the same tone that he used on the boys. "Your mother had her reasons, and it is very important that you know this."

"Are the Salazar family that bad that she had to hide me away on a damn island?!" She gestured widely

"Yes."

That made her stop on her tracks and turn to look at him.

"Yes they are, Y/n. They are extremely dangerous and if they confirm your parentage, you could be in true danger. Valentina and I agreed it was best if you stayed close to us so that we would be able to protect you. We also agreed it was best for you to know about all of this. You took us by surprise because you were able to go undetected in our radar for a long time during our patrol hours. That is admirable, not many are able to do that for so long, but we didn't push you away so that you would be able to integrate yourself little by little as you grew comfortable. We have all been waiting until you came to us."

"Everyone knew..." she said a little bit dejectedly "Yes, and we made sure to respect you investigation enough so that you would confront us when you were ready. Y/n, the Salazars are not people to mess with"

She stayed quite for some time processing everything. "So, you guys have been there...just because my mom asked you?"

"At first, but we truly care about you. You are part of our family and have been for a long time. Trust me, I needed Alfred's help controlling them because they wanted to tell you the instant that I told them it was alright for you to know about all of this. They have been wanting to share this part of their life with you. Everyone has been impressed by your detective skills." he tried to reassure her.

Y/n nodded and sat once again. Bruce sat watching her, respecting her space as she processed everything.

"Bruce..." she called out and he hummed a response, "can....can I call you dad now? or is it too soon for that? Are you uncomfortable with it? It is okay? You know what? Forget I asked,you probably think its weird that this random kid that you've only known for a few mo-"

"Yes, Y/n. I have not been seeing you as some random kid this entire time you know. You are my daughter. That is something impossible to ignore. Ask you mother." He answers as his hear melts a little.

"Is she gonna be mad at me for finding out?"

"Kid, your mother has been waiting for the moment you found out. She has texted me every weekend asking if it already happend. She knew you were too stubborn on your investigation to not find out. As a matter of fact, she was hoping you’d find out so you could finally focus on all your studies completely"

"Yeah..that sounds like her...is she okay? She told me she wouldn't be able to buy my ticket back and I know that's an excuse"

"That's my fault. I begged her to let you stay with us this week. The boys and girls wanted to spend a holiday with you and well so did I. She had to come up with an excuse so you'd stay."

Y/n nodded, this was NOT how she thought this week would go. She looked at Bruce, who sat studying her. A thought ran across her mind and as she opened her mouth, he spoke up,

"I am NOT giving you any information about the Salazar family. That is one thing your mother has stricly prohibited me from doing." He said sternly and she narrowed her eyes at him.

"We'll see, Batsy. You just gave me a whole new investigation to focus on now that my first and second are completed."

Smirking lightly at her competitive spirit, he responded, "Three ongoing investigations at once?"

"Yes, and I solved two in a matter of months" "Because we allowed it"

"Keep telling yourself that so it can soothe your broken ego, we both know you did not noticed me the first month or so, and when you did, it was because I let myself be known"

"Is that what you think?" He gives her a small smile

"Yup"

"Where do you think you got those detective genes from, kid?"

"No wonder my mother cursed you out everytime I got in trouble" she replied, giving him a mischievous grin

"Excuse me" he let out a small laugh startled, already wanting to ask Valentina what Y/n meant by that.

"I will find out everything about the Salazars! You will see"

"How has that third investigation gone so far?"

"......."

"I am all ears, Y/n" he says amusedly crossing his arms, "What do you know about them so far?"

".....Nothing besides from the fact that they come from Spain..." She murmurs crossing her arms and looking to the side.

Raising a thick eyebrow he laughs at her reaction.

"Shut up, dad" she lets out and that makes him stop and smile a little.

"Good luck on that search, kid but, you will not find anything without a good database."

"Fine, I'll break into yours" she argues and he shakes his head at her.

"Bring it on, sweetheart" he says as he stands up and puts on his cowl.

She smirks at him, oh how she loved a good challenge.

"You can stay there and try as you wait for the rest to come back, but a. if you create a lockdown, you are grounded and b. it is way too cold here and I can see you shivering. I'd suggest you go up and wait with Alfred, he enjoys your company." He said as he walking to the batmobile.

"You can't ground me!" She teases him as she stands up and begins to walk towards the stairs, he was right, it was freezing down here. How they were able to work here in only spandex suits was a mystery to her.

He whips his head to look at her and she almost laughs. Sure she was used to seeing Batman being intimidating, she has presenced it a bunch of times, but the clear indignation in his face took away a lot of the intimidation. "You call me dad, I am your biological father, I have your mother's approval to do so, do not test me"

"Sure, old man" she giggled as she walked up the stairs.

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Author’s note: do you know how frustrating it is to forget your own timeline?! OF YOUR OWN STORY!? BC YOU FORGOT TO WRITE IT DOWN!!!!

Anyways here’s the timeline:

Prologue: May (pre time skip)

Prologue: Early August (post time skip)

Ch. 1: Middle of September

Ch. 2: Late October

Ch. 3: Late November

(This will help you as much as it will help me)

ALSO, BEFORE YOU COME HERE TO COMPLAIN AB BRUCE BEING “TOO NICE”! BRUCE IS A GOOD FATHER AND DC CAN GO SUCK IT IDGAF!!! HE IS A GOOD FATHER!! HE IS A GOOD MAN!! THAT WHY WE LOVE HIM!!! HE IS A GOOD FATHER DON’T COME AT ME!!! You discredit Alfred raising him by saying he would be a bad father and you discredit the core of his character and the fact that a person can go through trauma, have their flaws bc of it and still be a GOOD!! FKN!!PERSON! Bruce is a good father case closed idc for whatever DC has to say about it.

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