Reasoning, Why not?

Soft, Martha's lap was so soft, I almost found myself falling asleep.  Thomas wasn't as insecure as Howard, he knew his wife loved him very much. He trusted his wife completely,. 

"So what is your name si=on, do you know of that at least?" Thomas asked gently, I smiled at him, "Aaron, at least, that's what I remember it to be...Aaron Jackson."

"A very good name." Martha commented, causing me to smile, "Why do you keep staring at us, or more specifically me?" Bruce asked curiously, and a little suspiciously.

I poked him on the nose, "Why not?" I asked,  "You're taking home, a complete stranger, a complete stranger, who you know nothing about, you do know I could be lying to you right?"

"Just from that question alone in that tone of voice makes me think that you aren't lying to me." Thomas said with his lips quirking upwards into a small smirk, when people lie, they don't ask questions like that."

"And you just took me in because you emphasize with me?" I asked in disbelief.

"I know what it's like to be lost and alone,"  Thomas said with a faraway look in his eyes.  This caused me to Narrow my eyes, but I said nothing. 

Bruce watched silently, he was too young to understand it either, but so far, with Aaron's actions, he seemed like a cool guy to be around; Perhaps he wasn't too bad to live with.

"So he's staying dad?" Bruce asked tilting his head curiously.

"At least until we find his family," Thomas replied softly. I gently drifted off to sleep.

Gotham- New Jersey  1/1/2  hours later.

"Aaron...wake up," Martha said gently causing my eyelids to flutter open, to the sight of the Iconic, Wayne Mansion.

"Wow..." I muttered as I took it all in, My mind flashing back to iconic movie scenes, from the Dark Knight trilogy. "Your place is very big," I commented, looking at it in admiration.

"We know." Thomas said with a slight smirk, as Bruce was asleep on his lap..."Alfred, while I go put this slugger to his bed, why don't you show young Aaron a Tour around the Mansion?

Alfred bowed, "As you wish Master Thomas, Come along then young man."

I smiled gently,  as I got off of Martha's lap reluctantly, and followed him inside,

Alfred gave me a Tour of everything that wasn't classified, which was still a lot, his mansions were like 6 h regular sized, houses combined. Each hallway and each staircase, caused me to have a flashback from different movie scenes from Batman Begins, The Dark Knight, and the Dark Knight Rises. 

Alfred was explaining each room, and identifying each purpose perfectly,  I found myself, admiring him even more, the butler job is no joke, and when you are a butler to the Wayne family? It has a lot of responsibility that is placed on his shoulders. 

"And here is your room, Young Aaron,"  Alfred said softly, as he opened the door, "The room you will be staying in for the time being until Master Thomas finds your family and  returns you home."

I nodded, and gave a small bow in respect, "Thank you, Alfred, you did  an amazing Job."

Alfred bowed again, "Thank you, sir,  if you need anything else,  he pointed to the phone on the wall, "Just call me." He handed a number to me, causing me to smile as I reached my hand out, and gently took it.

"Thank you," I said with a  small smile as I watched him walk off before  I entered the guest room.

After putting Bruce to bed,  Thomas went to the guest room where I sat,  and he knocked on the door.

"Come in."  My voice echoed through the room, signaling him to come in,  "Hey buddy.

  Thomas said gently, "How was the Tour."

"It was pretty incredible." I said with a soft smile, "But do you really need all of this space?"

Thomas chuckled, "Every space, no matter how wide it may be, serves a purpose kid."

I nodded slowly, taking in his words..."Right..." I said softly, we both stared awkwardly at the wall in front of us. 

"Why did you do it?"

"Pardon?"

"Why did you take me to your home, truly?" I repeated,  looking down with a faraway look, "I wasn't lying to you when I said that I could be lying to you." 

Thomas sighed... "You could be...but yet, at the same time, you could not be, and if you could not be, and I rejected a person in genuine need, where would that get me? My father taught me the same morals before he was murdered in cold blood by a robber when I was 7 years old."

I blinked... as I stared at Thomas did that really..happen to his character? I thought he went through something ... different,"My condolences."

"Thank you." He said  closing his eyes for a moment before opening them,  he patted my shoulder and got up he gave me a soft smile, Remember, if you need anything..." He handed me a card, and pointed to the phone on the wall, "All you have to do is call.."

I nodded slowly, and his smile grew, before he exited out. "That was eventful." Martha commented with a soft smile, as he met her on the way, "Yes, it was, come on my dear, I have to find this kid's parents."

"No...now, you have to rest darling." Martha said placing a hand on his cheek, "You have done enough, come, shower with me, and let us head to bed."

Thomas as usual, felt something warm in his body whenever she spoke like that,  he nodded,  and he raised his arm for hers to take.

Martha smiled before gently, looping her arm within his, and the two of them walked off to the bedroom.

I listened to them through the door that was closed in my room,  a soft smile on my face as I gazed at them before I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep; wondering just what other, surprises the future had in store for me.