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The art book was an ordinary binder, full of notebook paper that had just about every kind of drawing the little one could make. All in bright crayon and markers. The TV... cookies... the toys in her room... stick figures with hair and clothes of her family.... Superman.... just about everything. All stuffed inside a binder that was growing too full for all of the pages.

Rebecca smiled, then waved to her mother as she passed by into Stacey's room.

"And this is Bryan.... and this is Amber... and this is Becca... and this is Robin.... and this is that clown girl.... and this is..." The little girl rattled on, flipping through every page.

"Yeah, don't make her dizzy, Stacey." Rebecca said, grinning. "You do that, and it'll take us longer to get to the Circus."

The little girl looked between the two women with wide, excited eyes. "Really?!" she exclaimed.

Rebecca smiled and put a finger to her mouth to try and calm her down.

Stacey smiled, then shook her head. She moved to sit down beside Julianne and placed the binder between her and the older woman. Going through the pictures slower.

Stacey beamed again, and jumped to her feet the next moment. "Okay! We can go see Aunty Amber! Maybe the cookies are done!" she said, then grabbed Julie's hand and pulled her to her feet and out the door again. Rebecca laughed as they moved past her, and followed them out to the kitchen.

Stacey stopped with the older woman once they reached the kitchen table. The littlest one playing with the playdough didn't seem to pay them any mind. The boy glanced over at them as he sat leaning over the table, and Rebecca's mother was busy putting the cookies onto a plate. The older woman paused to look up at the woman.

"This is Auntie Amber" Stacey said, pointing to the mother. "That's my brother, Bryan. And that's Kayla." she added, pointing to the boy, and then the youngest little girl. "Auntie Amber, this is Julie! She's Becca's friend! She's going to take us to the Circus!" she announced excitedly.

The older woman smiled and reached a hand out to take hers. "It's nice to meet you too, dear. And thank you for helping to take the children to the Circus. They thought it would be hours before they'd be able to go." Amber said with a smile. "Please, sit down. Make yourself at home. They'll want at least one cookie before they want to run out the door anyway."

The little girl beamed, then climbed into the chair right next to Julianne. She then began to ramble, though not as fast as she had with her pictures, about herself. Her name, what she liked to do, her favorite animals, her siblings, what it was like living with her aunt and cousins...

Rebecca meanwhile laughed and moved to her mother.

"You didn't call last night..." Amber said softly.

"I know. I'm sorry." Rebecca replied, just as quietly.

"Were you... with a date last night?"

"Well..." Rebecca began, blushing and looking away. "Yes. I... I met someone last night."

Amber sighed. It was the kind of sigh that Rebecca knew was disapproving.

"Its alright Mom. Really." she added, smiling. "It... I... I need to talk with you and dad later." she said. She really didn't know how to say it. 'My one-nighter turned into a committed relationship and he paid our debt off by the millions?' Yeah, that was going to go over smoothly. "I... I just want you to know that he doesn't need to go to work today." she said, glancing over at her brother. "At all. It's over."

Amber blinked, and gave her daughter a puzzled look. "What do you mean? Cobblepot wouldn't..."

It was another day of practicing the arts of voodoo, 24-year-old C.J. Benoit, now with the neat little handle of "Blackjack" was making dinner him and his mentor/girlfriend Merida. *sniff sniff* Hey, that smells good! What's in there?

"Chicken Masala. I picked it up when our captain took us to India!"

India? Like GHANDI India?!

"Hey, that's what I asked, but nobody heard of it before!"

Okay!

Anyways, C.J. was just putting in some ingredients. Ginger, some allspice, and almost reached the scotch bonnet pepper powder when he accidentally grabbed the wrong thing . . .

weirdly, some of Merida's magic powders and powdered hot pepper look awfully alike, much to C.J.'s surprise.

He poured some of the "peppers" into the mixture, which turned yellow . . . then red . . . then BLUE . . . and opened a wormhole, which exited out . . .



BOOM!!!!

The explosive appearance of the wormhole spat out a voodoo priestess and a little older (and apparently none-the-wiser) C.J. into the Gotham he once knew . . . three years prior to when he fell in the hole!

"MAAAAEEEEEEEE I ******** UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup!!!!!" he screamed until . . .

WHAM!!

C.J.'s flight was stopped short, crashing into a few trash cans in an alley.

Meanwhile, Blackjack eased himself up into a sitting position, wobbling dazed. One could even hear and see little birds circling around his head, tweeting.

"But I dun' wanna go to school today, mommy . . . I wanna stay home and bake cookies with you . . ." he said, a little out of it, singed with ash, but mostly okay. Shaking himself off, he smirked. "As soon as the room stops spinning, I'll be alri- oooh boy." he said . . . getting his balance around him. This was NOT the galley of a ship . . . hell, there wasn't a patch of water near where they landed!

"Well, this don't look good! Where'd the ship go?!" he asked.