#part 4

“Always stay where you and Papa can see us. Never go off trail unless we are holding you or Papa’s hand. Never touch or eat any plants unless you say it’s okay. And always keep our whistles incase we get separated.” Dan said.

“Oh and no petting or feeding any animals and don’t leave any trash.” Ellie added.

“Good let me get your sunscreen and bug spray on you while your Papa unloads our stuff.” Tim knelt in front of the twins.

After a minute Danny was calling them to the back of the car and passing out backpacks. His and Tim’s had typical supplies and the twins each had their own water and a few snacks in theirs. They walked up to their campsite with the tent and sleeping bags for Danny to set up with the kids while Tim went back for their cooler.

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After they had finished setting up they went on a shorter hike to a scenic outlook near their campsite. Tim had his camera and was taking pictures as they went. Ellie had her own camera. Anytime Tim paused she rushed over to his side to see what he was taking a picture of and decided if she wanted one too. She would also call Tim over if she saw something to take a picture of, though typically Tim would just take pictures of her excitedly trying to get just the right angle.

Dan kept stopping Danny and asking about plants along the trail in-between the two being commanded to pose for pictures. Danny had never thought he would be so grateful for all it the rants and info dumps from Sam until his son had developed such a love for plants. He was, to the amusement of both his fathers, rather insistent that Poison Ivy was his favorite hero and he would not accept criticism from anyone. His Aunt Sam loved to encourage it.

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Tim sighed at the view from the outlook. He hadn’t really indulged in his love of photography much between becoming Robin and meeting Danny. Jazz was the one to push him to take it back up. Telling him and reminding Danny that engaging in healthy hobbies was good for everyone but especially necessary for liminals and ghosts. She finally convinced them by telling them that neglecting themselves could cause anomalies in their ectoplasm and effect the twins growth.

He couldn’t remember being this happy. Not as Tim. As Robin he had been when he was with his team but as Tim he never had anyone. And now he had a husband, two kids, an older sister, two honorary siblings, and several ghost calling themselves his in-laws. He felt stable and content. Like he would still matter if he stopped being Red Robin tomorrow.

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Dan had insisted on sitting in Tim’s lap for dinner. He said that Ellie had been hogging him all day so he got him for dinner. Ellie huffed and said it was fine and she would just sit with Papa. Tim and Danny laughed at the kids antics. After smores the twins started drifting of so they were settled in their sleeping bags in the tent.

Danny moved his chair closer to his husband’s when they got back to the fire. They sat in comfortable silence for a bit before Danny asked, “Do you remember the first time we went camping?”

Tim looked over to him as he replied “Yeah, before the twins were born, when we weren’t sure they would make it. Jazz convinced me to take you to get your mind off of worrying. I remember thinking why me, why not Sam or Tuck. I guessed she saw before we did though. Why do you bring it up? Feeling nostalgic?”

“She sees everything before we do.” Danny laughed. “And, yeah honestly. It just makes me think of it every time we go camping. You know, I don’t know if I ever told you that was the first time I wanted to kiss you.”

“Really then?” Tim asked, slightly baffled thinking back to his own emotional state at the time and how close they had come to losing the twins before the trip.

“Well there was a reason I didn’t. I just think that was the moment I realized how much you meant to me.”

Tim thought. “I think for me it was when we found out I was a viable donor. To stabilized the twins. I think it was easier to admit I loved them than you to myself. I’m not sure why.”

“Well can you admit it now?” Danny asked with raising an eyebrow.

“I don’t know. Can you kiss me?” Tim shot back. Danny was quick to obliged.