I don’t take the sky for granted; It can fall anytime it pleases

Placing both arms around the shuddering child he held him tight and stood. Rubbing the boys back as he wordlessly moved from the room, through the hall, up the elevator, out of the destroyed building, to the Batmobile. What was he doing? Where was he taking this boy? Home? When he might be sick with a deadly disease that could kill him, and Dick, and Alfred? But looking down at the tiny child in his arms he knew he had to do something.-Bruce Wayne adopts Beastboy and becomes his dad with Dick as his big brother!