Chapter 7 (Rewrite)
I open my eyes to the light coming into my room. I stare at the unfamiliar stucco ceiling and frown. The memories of the day before come back to me and I smile. Grabbing my phone I notice that the time is still early morning. Getting up anyway I throw on a large grey Minecraft hoodie I stole for Tim over my PJs.
Checking on the twins in their bassinets. Seeing them still asleep I head to the kitchen. The house is an old Spanish style LA house with way too much wood, arched doorways and orange carpets. The main house is a 4 bedroom 2 bathroom with a sleepout in the backyard with its own bathroom that Tim is using.
I walk in to see Alfred putting on the kettle and making breakfast for us.
"Morning Alfred. How did you sleep?"
"Good Morning Mistress Sam. I slept very well, thank you. How did you sleep?" He makes me a cup of tea and puts it on that table in the kitchen.
Sitting down I take the cup and take a big sip sigh at the perfect taste. Somehow he always gets it just right. I had been missing his coffee and food over the last month.
"I slept great, the twin only woke up twice. I had to dream feed them . They must have been tired from all the activity yesterday."
Alfred put a plate of full English breakfast in front of me and cutlery. I never used to eat breakfast but after assimilating Ty Lee and Barbara I started eating more. I noticed that I now did everything more elegantly and with almost a cat-like grace. Even eating became more of a show of elegance. I wasn't doing it on purpose; it was now just who I was. I'm not even sure who is responsible for the change.
After finishing breakfast I head back to the bedroom and feed and change the twins before putting them on their tummies on their pay mat in the living room before heading into my bathroom for a shower and change. Still wearing Tim's hoodie I now have on a bra and grey skinny jeans with some white converse. Set for the day.
Going back into the lounge I see Tim on the ground playing with the twins.
"Morning Tim."
"Morning Sammy."
I sit down next to him and play with Levi. Making funny faces and funny noises like Tim is doing to Sage. I glance over at Sage and then back to see Levi turning over for the first time.
"Wow, good job Levi." I pick him up and kiss him all over his face, making his giggle smile. Blowing raspberries on his check so he giggled more.
"Great job Master Levi. Now it's time for your bath and I believe Mistress Sam and Master Tim that you both have a meeting at your office in an hour."
Alfred puts Sage in the baby swing and turns it on and the kids channel on tv on before taking Levi from my arms. He goes to the kitchen as Tim helps me stand up and comes back with two large lunch boxes and two thermos.
"Your lunches and tea. Coffee for you Master Tim. Now off you go I'll be fine with the young Masters."
"Aw, I don't wanna." I protest before slumping over at the look Alfred gives me. He could put Batman to shame. "Sigh, I pumped some more milk last night. There should be more than enough for the day in the fridge. If you need more than just grab it from the freezer." Kneeling down I kiss Sage
"Be good for Grandpa Alfred." Then get up and do the same to Levi in Alfred's arms.
"Be good for Grandpa Alfred, Little Man." Kissing him and then blowing a quick raspberry on his cheek making him giggle. If Alfred had a tear in his eye I swear I didn't notice.
I head to the door as Tim says goodbye to the twins.
"I'm driving." Grabbing the keys of our car out of my hands.
"Sure. I want to look around anyway."
The car is a new dark blue 07 Hyundai Santa-fe SLX. A family car that is fine for us to blend in around the area.
The neighborhood looks nice on the way to the offices. The house is in North Hollywood while the offices are in Burbank. It's only a ten minute drive but I get my first look at the area we live in.
It's still too much of a busy area for me. Barbara may have been ok with Gotham, but Ty Lee wasn't and neither was I.
"Tim, do you have soulmarks?" I have been wanting to ask for a while but didn't want to upset him if he hadn't. I have seen his chest, arms and back before and there was nothing.
"Yes, I have one on my right thigh. It's a White Hourglass with a metal fight stick. What about you? You never show off any skin other than your face, hand and feet." He flicked a look over at you.
"I have eight." I am thinking about the possibilities of his mark.
The car jerks as he turns to you stunned. "WHAT?"
"Wow, easy there." Grabbing the dashboard.
"Sorry." He drives carefully for a few minutes in silence. "So, eight? What are they?"
"Four soul-sibling and four soulmates. Center chest, blue circle with a triangle in the middle and lines connecting them that seem to glow. Right hip, circle with a ring of red, white and red with a blue center and a white star in the middle. Right forearm, hawk holding a bow and sword. Left calf, green fist holding a flask. My soul-siblings.
"Left upper arm, hourglass with black widow spider. Left hip, knife and gun crossed over a red star on a silver circle. Left lower back, silver bolt with blue mist shading around it and finally on my right thigh a Falcon with black, white and gray feathers." I shrug and look at Tim. "Eight in total. Right now I don't want anyone seeing them, as that could cause some issues later.
"You know who they all are don't you?" He pulls in the parking lot and parks the car and turns to give me his full attention.
"Yeah, but it's best if things play out in the way they are supposed to."
"Do you know who mine is?"
I open the door and get out of the car. "I have an idea and no don't ask me about them. It's better to let fate be."
"You're probably right. Do you have a plan for how you are going to tell them about who and what you are?" Turning the car off he grabbed our lunch and drinks before head to the door.
"Pfft. No. That, I am just going to wing it." I walk through the open door that Tim has opened for me.
"Snort. Of course you are. Ready for the first face to face meeting Boss Mama?"
"As ready as I'll ever be Baby Dragon."
We head inside and the rest of the day has been filled with greeting, meetings and game planning. The plan so far is to keep updating Minecraft and hiring a new team to start work on a new game, a game to be determined after a planning and design meeting.
Meetings though lunch. Pumping milk in the bathroom. Normal, ordinary day at work. Twitch will be a slow work in progress as it will need adjustment as needed rather than big changes.
"It's late. Everyone head home, we'll discuss more tomorrow." I get up and grab my lunch box and thermos. Going to the fridge I pull out the pumped milk and put it in the clean lunch box before heading to the door where Tim is waiting for me.
"See you all in the morning."
Getting in the car with Tim in the driver seat again we head home in the dark. On the drive we talk more.
"We need to start our own intelligence network. The works. Spies, assassins, hackers and a taskforce or ten to complete missions and jobs."
"Like what Shield was intended to be you mean?" Tim flicks his batman gaze at you.
"Ah huh. This world isn't nice to hero's. Not like yours with the Justice League. And I know you still apprehensive about killing but in most cases it won't be necessary. We just need to have the ability to deal with threats if there is no other way. Besides I would rather a trained team watching over our 'Batcave' rather than just a computer system." I meet his gaze unafraid. I know Tim by now and know that he's not really at all happy about killing but he understands the necessity.
"Unless we get everyone from your overpowered BS system then we would have to investigate everyone we add. And if Bruce taught me anything, it's that you have to have a game plan. For everything. Even for death." I had told Alfred and Tim my secret. They are my people and I have to put a let of faith and trust in them to help this Universe.
"That feels familiar, have you said that before." I looks at his face trying to place the feeling or maybe its a memory. looking away again as the feel goes.
"I have a few people I plan to add to the group and I plan on using the Gacha tonight with my luck potion to see what we get. We also need to start getting shields notice as heroes." I watch the streets lights flash by. Having a photographic memory is great but it doesn't work for memories from before. Getting used to it hasn't been the easiest. "By the way I am thinking of giving you the Tron Suit, but its up to you."
"The Tron suit, from what you told me it actually suits me pretty well. Maybe tonight you can Gate me to New York so I can take it out and test it while doing some ground work there and maybe get Shields attention." Tim is thinking about the idea. He's used to being a vigilante so sitting around and not doing anything was starting to wear one him. I could tell after the time we have spent together.
I think about the image Shield would have of us be now. Snickering. "Us popping up in random locations will have Shield scratching their heads for a while."
We keep discussing the hero work and names for the rest of the drive home laughing at the probable faces of the shield agents at us seemingly being everywhere and then nowhere all at once.