~4 months later~

Dick's POV

I woke up stretching. It was Monday, time to get Damian up for school. I went to his bedroom, I saw him sleeping peacefully. I really hated waking him up, but he needs to go to school. I have noticed something though, he's been sleeping through the night now. He'd normally wake up and not be able to fall back asleep and he'll just stare at the ceiling, well that's what he told me. 

I shook him to wake him up and he moaned as he always did. "Come on kiddo! Time to get up!" He sat up, his hair was all messy as usual. He pushed his hair out of his face and stretched. I ruffled his hair making it worse. "Grayson you idiot!" I stopped and noticed something. I put my hand on his forehead. "Richard what are you doing?" I took it away and sighed. "You have a fever Dami. Just lie back down."

"So I'm not going to school?"

"Guess not." He smiled and fell back on his bed. He may have been raised by assassins, but he's still a child. He as defiantly changed over time, in a goo way though. He's become a lot more patient, and would be more open at times. Every now in then, he'll let his inner child slip out. And What he just did, every child does when he finds out they're not going to school. 

He hasn't been sick in a long time. So, I'm not certain on what to do. Well, Damian fell back to sleep in to time at all. He was quietly snoring, it was adorable! He was all wrapped in the his blankets, it was so cute! Well, I don't blame him. It's been a little chilly, and this is the last week of school before Christmas break. What I think is funny, is the fact that Damian didn't know there's a way outta school! 

Later that morning, I heard Damian coughing. Great! He's sick! If he throws up, I'm gonna throw up. Guess this is what I get for adopting a ten year old. I went into his room and found him awake. "Hey kid, how ya feeling?"

"Awful." I put my hand on his forehead. "Richard, why do you keep doing that?"

"Well, I can check your temperature that way. And when are you gonna start calling me dad?"

"When I want to, I stopped calling you Grayson didn't I?" He did. He was even starting to call me Dick when he's a pleasant mood. I remember he actually did call me his Father once while ago...

--Flashback--

Damian came home slamming the door, We only live a walking distance from the school so he always walks home. "Hey Dami! How was school today?"

"Terrible! "

"What happened?" He looked at floor still looking angry. "Change outta your school uniform and then we'll talk." He walked to him room and was back a few minutes later wearing normal clothes. "Okay, what happened?"

"I'm not telling you."

"Oh come on! You can tell me anything!" He sighed. "You'll be disappointed in me."

"I'm sure your over reacting." 

"Fath-Bruce was always disappointed when this happened though,"

"Well I'm not Bruce! I'm your Father now remember?" He sighed and looked at me. "I failed a test okay!" 

"That's all? You were freaking out over a failed test?" 

"I would always get punished for failing tests! I'd get grounded!" I looked at him, he was being serious. I put my hand on his shoulder. "I will never be disappointed in you just because you failed at something. Just study some more okay? But I'm not gonna make you spend every second studying before it's an A. "

"Really?"

"Really." He smiled at me. "Thank you.....Father."

"What was that Dami?"

"Nothing!"

--end flashback--

"You did stop calling me Grayson." I nodded my head smiling. Damian looked at the wall in front of him. "Richard, you can leave now."

"Okay"