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“Wait up” Duke’s voice was slightly drowned out by rain, the rest of the Bats followed behind him. Earlier in the night, Nightwing had been cursed by some inexperienced warlock and well he turned into a baby. Also he clung to Jason like his life depended on it.
So here they were, the majority of the 3 of 5 Robins and Batman, walking up a mountain, trying to get to a friend of Jason’s, they weren’t even sure if you were that.
“where are we even going?”
“to see my wife” Dick cheered, and Jason smiled at him.
It was Bruce’s turn to ask questions “your what?!”
Jason forgot that nobody else except for Dick and whoever you told knew he was married, “my wife” he looked at them and down at his brother “I’ll explain later, we’re here”
He pushed the doors open, well tried to before you sensed his presence and the doors opened for him opened the door. Your butler, Jamie wasn’t waiting on the other side for once.
What they hadn’t expected to see was flashing lights.
Yellow and red?
And yelling “You fucking idiot, you brought it here?!” you, but who were you yelling at?
“In all honesty love, I didn’t think it would follow me” Constantine, oh how Jason despised him. He took every opportunity to piss Jason off, like standing too close to you, or holding your hand. He knew you didn’t care much for it, because you both viewed each other platonically and you tried to get him to stop but John Constantine was a stubborn man.
But it also made Jason a little insecure, John was a powerful warlock despite what everyone would say he was a nice guy. You probably related to him more, both of you deal with the supernatural everyday.
But everytime Jason has those thoughts you shoot it down, you make him know that he’s the only one you’d ever want, the only person you’d ever need.
“It’s from hell, John! Of course it’d find you” you took a quick break from yelling at him to mutter a spell under your breath.
Chains appeared from the ceiling, shackling the demon and ripping it from the woman’s body. The ruins you had drawn on the bottom of your carpet came in handy for once. It trapped the demon in place, as the two of you performed another spell to send it back to hell.
“Another day, another demon” John breathed out “you alright love?”
“I’m going to kill you Johnny” you grinned, turning around you saw Jason. “I thought I sensed your presence Jase”
The bats mustn’t have realised they were staring until you started to walk up to Jason, and gave him a kiss and looked down at the oddly familiar baby he was carrying.
“aww, hi dickiebird” you cooed at the baby waving your fingers at him as he giggled.
“We need your help” Jason smiled at you.
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“So, Johnny what do you think?” baby Dick Grayson was asleep in your arms as you turned the page of some old book about age regression magic, pointing at something and John looked over to read it. It wasn’t hard magic, but most of the time done on accident, like a slip of the tongue, or mispronouncing something.
When he finished reading the paragraph you showed him, he spoke “sounds about right, and should be simple enough to fix”
Batman was confused, how come Constantine hadn’t spoken about you before? Why hadn’t Jason told him? Maybe 'cause Bruce would’ve acted very weirdly about it, like full background check and stalking weird.
Damian was the one to ask though, as if he read his father’s mind “how did you two meet?”
you looked up and smiled “I tried to kill him”
Jason laughed at the memory, Dick had been there with him when it happened. “Hm, failed miserably might I add”
“Oh fuck off babe” you grinned
“Why?”
“Because I heard her a mile away” he spoke, earning a soft mutter of liar from you.
Damian was getting irritated “no why did she try to kill you?”
you looked at the current Robin again “thought he was some possessed corpse”
“Can you help Grayson?” Damian hesitated at first, but asked none the less. “Yeah should be able to, but-”
“but?”
You looked at John, “nothing important, I’ll help yeah?” he answered for you.
“I hate non-verbal magic”
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About thirty minutes later, you had drawn the runes on the walls. And started the spell, you went red? Like your hands and your body were engulfed by a red glow.
You were beautiful.
Most of the time Jason spent thinking about, he would wonder how he deserved you, how you a literal goddess could look at him and see beauty. You often called him graceful, telling him that even Greek sculptors could never create something as beautiful and flawless as him, no statue, no being in any universe compared to your husbands beauty and grace.
And you let him know it everytime, he often turned red and hid his face in your neck or in your hair. One time the Outlaws heard you tell him that, and every single one of them were speechless- even Roy.
You always managed to remind Jason he was loved, no matter what.