A/N: Sorry for not updating sooner. Thank you for the reviews. Now I give the next chapter.

The first thing I noticed when I woke up was something was off. The first thing was that it was warm-my house was not warm, it was extremely cold. The second thing I noticed was I was not in my usual clothing-these clothes were baggy and soft, my clothes were scratchy and my weapons were not on me. The final thing I noticed was that I was lying on something soft-the floor of the shack I lived in with the guys.

"I think she's waking up," I heard a voice say. I recognized it as Nightwing. I heard the sound of footsteps and continued to pretend to be asleep. When the footsteps stopped I felt someone lean over me. Instincts kicked in and my eyes snapped open. It was Red Robin leaning over me, unfortunately for him I kick my leg up nailing him straight in the head. I shot myself up and used his shoulders as a spring to bounce over him. Now, I know what you're thinking why didn't, you assess the situation and find an escape plan. Well, let's just say I've never been one to think things through, and right now it's very evident because I'm surrounded by vigilantes.

"Shit," I mutter. Now I'm backed into a corner, with no escape.

"Calm down. We're not going to hurt you," Nightwing soothes. Red hood and Robin are in a fighting stance while Red Robin is picking himself up off up off the ground. I see batman and a girl with red hair besides an old man.

"Where am I," I ask slowly.

"In the batcave it's okay you're safe. No one I going to hurt you," Nightwing repeats. Slowly I lower my arms. The red head who was sitting in a wheelchair near the batman comes over to me.

"We didn't remove your mask, we didn't think that would be right," she says. I study her for a second and then speak.

"I'll remove mine if you remove yours." the red head nods.

"The boys will do it, but bats over their probably won't. I'm Barbara by the way," the girl finishes with a soft smile.

Slowly I took the mask off sporting a bruise that I had gotten in a small fight. Giving her a tiny smile a murmured my name.

The first boy to take his mask of was Nightwing. He gave me a megawatt smile, which I returned by turning my head to the side hiding my blush.

"I'm Richard Grayson. Also known as Nightwing. It's a pleasure to meet you Brianna…"

"Just Brianna Mr. Grayson."

"Call my Dick, everyone does," he said still smiling.

The next to remove their mask or rather cowl was Red Robin.

"Hello, I am Tim Drake." He smile softly at me which I returned. If figured I liked this guy he seemed natural.

The third person to remove their mask was Robin.

"I am Damian Wayne," he said not even smiling or saying hello. I raised a brow at him not smiling or anything else.

The final person removed his helmet.

"Sup, I'm Jason Todd. You're a pretty good fighter for a street rat you know," he said with a smirk. I gave him a similar one and he laughed.

Then something surprising happened: Batman began to remove his cowl.

"If you haven't guessed already I am Bruce Wayne. I'd say it's a pleasure but you know we've all just given you our identities."

"Come on B," Dick complained.

"If you'd just show me to the nearest exit I would be happy leave, and return home, Mr. Wayne," I said with no emotion.

"Sorry, but can't do that your brothers told us not to let you come home for a while," Red Robin explained.

"That's fine. I still need to go and, um, earn some money," I said trying to find the right words.

"If she wants to leave let her leave," Bruce said.

"Master Bruce, I thought I had taught you better manners than that," the old man who had yet to introduce himself say.

"Hello Miss. Brianna. I am Alfred Pennyworth. It is a pleasure to meet your aquatints." I didn't respond, I just continued to watch Batman.

"She doesn't have any place to go let her stay with us," Tim pleaded.

"Father I think it would be inadequate to let a child roam Gotham," Damian said. I bristled.

"For your information I am eleven therefore not a child," I said with a bit of anger. Damian looked over at me then turned back to his father.

"Come on Bruce," Jason said.

"It's final I will prepare a room for the young lady," Alfred said. Bruce and I continued our staring contest.

"Bruce if it's okay I think I'll spend the night with Bri, and I'll go home in the morning," Barbara said.

We made our way up stairs. And everyone went to their respective bedrooms.

"So, kiddo, what's your story?" Barbara asked.

"I don't know much about where I come from. I just know I was raised by assassins. And those boys the guys found with me are kind of like my brothers. I found them on the streets and decided to take care of them. By day I'm a pick pocket and by night I'm a vigilante," I said.

Barbara looked at me sadly.

"Don't worry I'm okay, I'm always okay," I said trying to make the situation better. The next thing that happened shocked me: she walked over and wrapped her arms around me.

I flinched, no one ever hugged me. Not even the boys hugged me.

"Shh, it's going to be okay. Nothing bad is going to happen anymore," the red head continued to sooth.

Slowly I started to relax into the embrace.

"Come on let's go to bed."

I laid down on the bed and Barbara laid next to me.

"You know you remind me of one of the assassins who used to raise me. She was kind like you. She had that maternal bone surprisingly. It was a while ago but I remember she used to always brush my hair before night and before I would go to sleep she would sing a lullaby."

My eyes slowly started to shut. And in minutes I was asleep. Barbara stayed awake late into the night contemplating over what the girl had said. She couldn't help but feel bad for her. The girl in front of her reminded a lot of both Damian and Cass. Around three sleep finally took the Barbara.

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