Epilogue

Artemis watched as multiple caskets were lowered into the ground at the Wayne property. The team had been invited to the private funeral, or reburial of the boys' parents.

Artemis shifted awkwardly in her borrowed black dress. In her desperation to find funeral appropriate clothing she had asked Bette. The girl had eagerly allowed Artemis access to her closet until the reason for needing a black dress was revealed.

Artemis closed her eyes before refocusing them on the Wayne brothers and their father. Each of them was wearing a black suit except for Jason who was wearing black jeans and a black button down with the sleeves rolled up. He had a cigarette in his hand, the likes of which the butler had promptly tried to take away until Jason had murmured something about high stress and Lazarus and the cigarette calming his nerves.

Artemis had no idea what that meant, but decided to let it go. Just because the Bats had given up their secret identities, did not mean that they would become open books.

Artemis looked up when Dick cleared his throat. "Um. I guess I'd like to say a few words. That's what you're supposed to do at funerals right? Mom. Dad. I just wanted to let you know that I'm happy. There's no need for you guys to worry about me. And nobody will ever be disrupting your slumber again. Mr. and Mrs. Wayne? I just wanted to say thank you for raising Bruce right because he is an amazing father and my best friend. Same goes to everyone else here. Thank you for giving me my brothers."

Artemis was not tearing up. Nope. Not at all. And if she were, she definitely wouldn't turn to Wally of all people for comfort like she was now. She watched as Tim said something quietly to his parents before squaring his shoulders and looking off into the distance. Jason sighed deeply and threw down his cigarette, stomping on it forcefully.

"Catherine. Mom. I guess I should tell you that I don't blame you for ODing. Life was rough and you tried your best to make things good for me."

Dick moved to stand next to Jason but made no move to touch him. "Jay? Would you like to say something to Sheila? Or would you prefer we go inside?"

A flash of pain crossed Jason's face, and not for the first time, Artemis wondered who Sheila was. They had said earlier that Jason had two moms, but by the sound of it, Jason barely knew the other woman. "Sure. I'd like to say a few words about Sheila. She was a bitch. A bitch that watched as I was beaten by a crowbar by Joker. She died in the same explosion that killed me. But I came back, and she didn't. And while I may never know her, I'll…...Artemis! Artemis Wake up!"

Artemis sat up with a gasp. Looking around the room in panic, she saw that she was in her bed at Mt. Justice and that Wally was looking down at her worriedly. "Sorry. I came in here for my flashdrive and saw that you were crying in your sleep. You kept muttering the name 'Jason'. I don't know. I figured I should wake you up though."

Artemis shook her head trying to dispel the lingering fog. It was all a dream? They were never actually in Ecuador? She turned to the redhead and studied him. He didn't look like he had just trekked through the Amazon Rainforest. "Wally, do you know Robin and Nightwing's secret ID's?"

Wally's face radiated confusion. "No? Should I? As far as I know, Bats hasn't given them the all clear yet."

Artemis' shoulders slumped. Had she made it all up? Or was her subconscious mind putting together clues that her conscious mind had yet to connect? Was it possible that the Wayne family was actually the Bat Clan. It would make sense. The Wayne's had the resources to fund and create all of the gadgets that Batman used.

Getting up, she shooed Wally out of her room and got dressed. She then made into the living room and flipped through the channels. Stopping on the news, she watched a segment on Superman saving a cat from a tree and a fire down by Los Angeles. Then a breaking story came on.

Artemis instantly recognized the the event. The Waynes were announcing the grand opening of the Mary Grayson Pediatric Oncology wing at Gotham Medical Center, the biggest hospital in the city. Just as Richard was about to cut the ropes, a figure in black tackled him. A gunshot rang out within milliseconds of Richard hitting the floor. Looking dazed, Richard and the rest of the Wayne's were rushed off the stage as the figure in black, Batman she realized, chased after the gunman.

Artemis sat back in a daze. So much for the Wayne family being the Bat Clan. Unless Bruce could split himself in two, there was no way that he could be standing there with his family and take out the gunman. It was too bad, she liked the idea of being smart enough to figure out the secret identities of the most elusive and mysterious members of the Justice League.

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Dick pulled the cowl off of his sweaty head the second he reached the safety of the cave. It had been odd, doing a protective detail on himself. Well technically Martian Manhunter. But the guy was wearing his face. It was too bad to, he had really wanted to cut the ribbon.

When they heard chatter about a credible threat on Dick Grayson's life during the ceremony, Bruce had immediately called up J'onn as he was one of the few members of the Justice League that knew his identity, and he could shapeshift. Bruce had decided that the moment was the perfect opportunity to dismiss the idea that Bruce Wayne could be Batman. With the whole family standing on the stage, someone who was not in any shape or form a Wayne had to be the man behind the cowl. Of course most people didn't see a person and think to themselves, That might not be my friend Larry. That might be a martian pretending to be Larry, so that Larry can pretend to be his father in a giant bat costume.

Basically, the world was now convinced that Batman and Bruce Wayne were not the same person, and that Bruce Wayne taking in the same number of kids the same gender and age as Batman's partners was just a big coincidence. And people wondered why he didn't believe in happenstance.

Dick shook his head slightly and took off the heavy armor, leaving a trail behind him. Bruce could pick it up later. The Batsuit really cramped his style. It was hard to perform his usual acrobatics when wearing something so bulky. And then there was the fact that he was acting like Bruce so he had to focus more on being a heavy hitter and less on using his usual flair of one liners and flips.

Putting on a pair of sweats, Dick didn't bother grabbing a shirt before running up the stairs two at a time. Sliding out of Bruce's study, Dick wandered into the kitchen scratching his chest lazily.

Finding his whole family there Dick smiled. Nodding his head in greeting, Dick meandered over to the fridge and pulled out the milk. He was about to take a swig out of the carton when Tim said, "I think Artemis knows who we are."

Dick ended missing his mouth and pouring the milk all over himself much to the delight of his brothers. His father even let out an amused chuckle and Alfred had a look in his eyes that said that he got what he deserved.

Trying to soak up most of the milk with a paper towel, Dick turned to face Tim. "What'd ya mean she knows who we are?"

Tim shrugged. "I was accessing the cameras for security purposes, when—"

"You mean you were being a stalker." Jason interrupted with a smirk on his face.

Tim blushed slightly but didn't deny Jason's allegation. "In her sleep, Artemis was was clearly saying our hero names along with that of our day time personas."

Damian scoffed. "Even if the harlot did remember her dream, after Grayson's performance today she will undoubtedly assume that she was incorrect."

Bruce frowned slightly, the amusement of seeing Dick covered in milk fading from his face. "Even so, we must be extra vigilant for the upcoming months. She may try to catch us unaware with our real names."

Dick rolled his eyes. He doubted it. Artemis had probably already dismissed the idea as a foolish and whimsical dream. Even so, he would be on guard for the coming months. But not for the reason Bruce wanted. He had to get revenge on his brothers for laughing at him. And so would be the beginning of another prank war. He looked forward to it. He only hoped that the Young Justice team was prepared for the mayhem that was unavoidably coming their way. But that was a different story. For now, Dick was happy sitting with his family and plotting his revenge. What happened later was anyone's guess.

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A/N: Okay...so that's it! What did you guys think? Did you like the surprise ending? It was a dream, which is why I put the inconsistencies like the team revealing their secrets even though I wrote that into Nightwing is Den Mother. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this fic, because it is officially complete. Please review!