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"Bruce," Superman watched the Dark Knight stride into the conference room. Batman had called both Flash and him to a meeting a little over an hour ago. "What's wrong?"

Flash leaned forward in his chair. "Yeah, Bats. Why did you have to see me and Supes so badly?"

"I..." Batman paused. Superman narrowed his eyes, knowing that it had to be something truely horrible to make the Dark Knight pause with uncertainty. "I need you two to...babysit."

As if on cue, Diana entered the room, a sleeping toddler in her arms. Batman's tense posture relaxed slightly at the sight of his wife and sleeping daughter. "Bruce and I want to go out tonight, and we need someone to watch Emma."

Flash pouted. "I had a date tonight!" All eyes in the room fell on him. "Yeah, okay. You got me; there's no date, but I need my me-time! Besides, why can't the others watch her?"

"Because Shayera , J'onn and John are on an off-planet mission." Diana fix her gaze on Flash. "Wally, please."

Flash sighed, unable to hold up against Diana's look. "Yeah, okay."

Superman looked to Batman with a smirk, knowing it must've been Diana who convinced him to allow them to babysit. And it was killing the Dark Knight. Batman turned his head to the Man of Steel, growling. "Wipe that smirk off your face, Boy Scout."

Superman raised an eyebrow at Bruce. "Well when you put it nicely like that..."

"Kal," Diana said, turning to her friend. "Please...help Flash watch Emma."

"By that, you mean make sure Wally doesn't screw up?" Supereman grinned.

Batman nodded. Turning to his sleeping daughter, Batman kissed her forehead, letting his Batman facade waver for a moment as he smiled to his daughter. Diana smiled and walked around the table to Superman. Giving her daughter's forehead a kiss as well, Diana passed the toddler to the Man of Steel. "We'll be back around midnight," Diana informed the two, before walking to the door.

Batman glared at Flash and Superman, his protective father instincts kicking in. "So help me, If I find one scratch on my daughter, I will send you orbiting around the Watchtower, Flash. And Clark, I'll have a special piece of kryptonite with your name on it."

Superman shivered slightly at the seriousness in the Dark Knight's threats. Diana grabbed Batman's arm, dragging her husband out of the conference room. "This isn't a good idea, Diana," Batman frowned, following Wonder Woman as they walked down the hallway.

Diana chuckled, slightly swaying. "You're the one who proposed that we go out for a date night," she pointed out.

"Yeah, but I assumed we'd be leaving her with Alfred. Not... them," Batman growled.

Diana turned to Batman, smiling softly. "Bruce, Emma is going to be fine. Have faith in your friends."

"Where'd Emma go?!" Flash said, his hands over his eyes. "There she is!" He cried, pulling away his hands quickly, causing Emma to giggle and clap.

Superman picked Emma up out of Flash's lap, holding with her with one arm while he walked towards the now empty cafeteria. "Let's get you some Cheerios," Superman grinned to Emma.

Grabbing the box Cheerios, he poured a few into a small bowl, handing it to Emma. Flash sped into the room, grabbing the Cheerio box and pouring himself a bowl of cereal. "I don't know why Bruce has such a hard time leaving her with us; we're great babysitters!" Flash pointed out through a mouth full of cereal.

"Bruce, relax," Diana said, glancing across the restaurant table to her husband. "Emma will be fine."

Bruce sighed, shaking his head. "Something's going to happen, I just know it."

"They love Emma," Diana pointed out softly, reaching across the table to take his hand in hers. "The wont let anything happen to her."

"I guess you're right," Bruce nodded.

"I know I'm right," Diana grinned as the waiter poured them two glasses of wine. "Everything will turn out fine."

I swear! I didn't mean to lose her!" Flash cried, before frantically trying to explain what happened to his babysitting partner. "I was just getting her a bottle of juice and when I turned around, she was gone!"

"You're the Flash! How could she be quicker than you and get away?!" Superman cried, using his x-ray vision to scan the cafeteria for any signs of the little toddler.

"How could she be quicker than me and get away? She's the child of Wonder Woman and the freaking Batman!" Flash protested, speeding around the cafeteria and looking under tables and chairs. "She has stealth and metahuman abilities on her side!"

Superman groaned. "We'll never find her in time!"

"Bruce is so going to kill us!" Flash cried.

"Us? Us?! You were the one who lost Emma; there is no 'us'!" Superman snapped.

"There is no 'us'? What, are you breaking up with me?" Flash asked, voice dripping with sarcasm.

Superman sighed, rubbing a hand down his face. "We can't argue now; we have to find Emma before Bruce find us!"

Flash nodded. "I'll speed around the Watchtower and see if I find her. You try to use your x-ray vision and see if you spot her."

"Alright," Superman nodded, beginning to look through the walls.

Flash returned three minutes later, shaking his head. "I searched every room, twice! There's no sign of her anywhere. How about you?"

"Nothing," Superman sighed. "We are so dead!"

"Ha!" Flash abruptly pointed a finger at Superman. "You said 'we'! Now you're officially associated with losing Emma!"

"Get serious, Wally!" Superman snapped. "She has to be around here somewhere!"

Suddenly, a muffled giggle echoed from above. Superman and Flash looked up at the ceiling, eyes wide. "The air vents!" they cried in unison.

Superman flew up to the vents, peeling back a metal grate and creating an opening into the vent. Poking his head in, he found Emma sitting a few feet to his left, giggling. Her short, silky black hair was ruffled slightly as she looked back at him with piercing, icy blue eyes. Smiling, she turned and began crawling to opposite way from him. Pulling out of the vent, Superman called down to Flash, who was watching from the ground. "You're going to have to crawl in after her."

"What? No way!" Flash protested. "Why can't you?"

Superman gave him a look. "Do you honestly think I can fit in that small vent?"

"What makes you think I can?" Flash cried as Superman lifted the speedster up into the vent.

"You have a better chance at it then I do," Superman said, before taking a moment to glance at the clock mounted to the cafeteria wall. "Now hurry; it's almost midnight! Meet me at the conference room when you find her!"

"See, Bruce," Diana smiled, looping her arm around his as the couple walked towards the conference room. They had finished their date, changed and returned to the Watchtower within minutes of midnight. "Everything seems fine. I told you they could handle Emma."

Batman grunted. "We'll see."

The couple walked into the conference room, finding Superman pacing, holding Emma's blanket, and not Emma. Batman didn't need to be a detective to notice the worried expression that quickly flashed across his friend's face before disappearing at the sight of the parents. "Hey Bruce, Diana! How was your date?"

"You're stalling." It wasn't a question.

"You wound me, Bruce." Superman said. "If I was stalling, don't you think I would be more believable?"

"No." Batman growled. "Where is our daughter, Kent."

Superman sighed. "Well, you see-"

"Here she is!" Flash called, walking in with a smiling Emma in his arms. "She was just finishing her juice."

Batman gently snatched his daughter away from the scarlet speedster, cradling Emma in his arms. Diana smiled, the sight of her husband and daughter warming her heart. "Thank you, you two," she said to Superman and Flash, before elbowing Batman.

"Yeah, thank you," the Dark Knight muttered under his breath.

"I'm sorry, Bats," Flash grinned, leaning forward. "I didn't quite hear you."

"Don't push it, West."

Diana laughed, placing a hand on Bruce's shoulder. "We should get going. Thanks again, you guys."

The family left the room, leaving Superman and Flash alone. Superman let out the breath he had been holding, looking to Flash. "Lucky you came when you did."

"Damn, that was close. Even for me," Flash sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Imagine, by now we would've had our asses handed to us if Bats had found out we lost his daughter in the air vents."

"You. Did. What!" Batman's voice boomed from behind.

Flash squeaked, turning to face the Dark Knight, who was standing in the doorway, now without Emma. "B-Batman! W-What are you doing here? I thought you left!"

"We forgot Emma's blanket," Batman growled, motioning to the blanket still in Superman's hands.

Flash gulped, backing up as Batman slowly walked towards them, fists clenched. "RUN, SUPES, RUN!"

Hey guys! :) So this is my first fanfiction on my new account, and my first Justice League fanfiction. I promise my stories will get better once I get back into the writing mood; this was kind of like a warm up :) We'll I hope you guys enjoyed it, and Im sorry if any of the characters seemed out of character, really. I also apologize if there's any spelling mistakes; it's 3:30 in the morning and this is the second time I wrote this one shot (accidently deleted the first one :/). Oh, and I got the name Emma because I was watching the show 'Friends' and Emma is the name of Rachel and Ross's daughter.

Anyways, have an awesome day and thanks for reading :)

-Bubblegum