A/N: Hey there! I know it's been forever since you last read bout Maggie and I'm sososososossososso sorry about that but... I got uninspired. majorly. My bad! So here is my attempt at a jump start into this story, i guess you can put it that way. again, sorry for how-many-days-of-no-maggie-related-stuff? and... YEAH. So i hope you like this chapter! will try to update this more often, but i cant promise anything on this! a review from a guest made me try to write more of this. so this is gonna be short... i think. ah well!
"You. Were. What?" Jason's blood was boiling. Audri had begun to shake in fear, but this emotion soon subsided as she drew her daughter close to her as Maggie kept ranting and raving.
"He—he—that's him!" was all Audri was able to understand as she rested her chin on the top of her daughter's head, sitting down on the bed, rocking her gently as Maggie continued her rant, which was filled with furious gibberish.
"Maggie Helena," Jason said sternly in the fatherly voice he'd rarely ever used before as he took his daughter from her mother, put his hands on her shoulders, and stared into her eyes. "You are going to tell me what the hell happened before I go off and kill him."
"That's...Konrad..." Maggie said, her eyes gesturing towards the screen.
"You know that's the Joker's son, right?" Maggie paled, and he sighed. "Did you tell him your last name?"
Jason felt anger bubbling up inside of him. Not at his daughter, but at the madman and the maniac and the lovesick madwoman that called themselves a family. For doing this to his child. There were going to pay. He hadn't been there to protect her, to save her. It reminded him of Audri's death, and his own. How he hadn't been there when Audri had lost him. How Audri had died in his arms, and then before that in the alley, alone. He was going to kill someone tonight, and make an appearance as the Red Hood.
There was hell to pay tonight.
And Gotham was going to have a night they would never forget.
"Did you tell him your first name?" he asked, his voice lowering. Although he was in control of himself, Maggie could see the rage in his eyes, the murderous glint she'd only seen once in her life and had hoped never to see it again. It was just too violent for that glint in the eye to belong to her father. But he was who he was, and it wasn't his fault, but she wouldn't have it any other way.
Maggie nodded again, looking at the floor.
He shook her lightly, making her look up at him. "What were you dreaming of?" he asked her, his voice losing its deadly edge as he sank to his knees so he could look into her face better, to see if she lied to him or not about the answer he was requesting.
She shook her head.
No lie. Just not an answer.
Audri stepped closer to them, putting a hand on Jason's shoulder, a look of defeat on her face. She already knew. "Honey," she whispered, "tell him. I can see it in your eyes."
Maggie looked at her sharply, but kept her mouth shut.
Before her parents could get anything out of her, a familiar voice came from the doorway.
"I'd hate to break up this lovely family reunion, we've got stuff to talk about." Maggie looked up and saw Dick and Tim standing in the doorway. Dick grinned at her as he walked over to her, pulling her into a hug, much to Jason's aggravation.
"We need to talk about that," Tim said, pointing to the TV. Maggie shuddered. Facing the Red Hood's daughter, he said, "start from the beginning. What happened?"
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