Coughing as the sudden jerk of motions and hot pain shooting through my body. I don't know why but I trusted them in a way that I didn't quite to Slade. Reach up and pulling off the mask, I didn't care anymore if they saw emotions.

"RICHARD?!" Now Jason said in awe as he grabbed my hard, small tears fell landing on me. They were happy? Why cause I'm dying? They are winning or is it the fact that they know me? Pain shot harder causing me to clench my jaw.

"Pain, help, please." I said as well as I could, watching as my vision blurred and the blotches moving all around. My pain and body seemingly now numb. Is this death?

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Jason

Everything felt like a blur, Damien got taken because I wasn't paying attention and now we found our long lost brother. I quickly ripped my sleeve trying to apply pressure on the many wounds, my mind going many miles per hour. 

"Bruce, I need help!" Quickly glancing at him, noticing that he wasn't even really there. He slowly turned his head, still in shock. Everything was moving too fast. I quickly glanced back at Richard, shifting to set his head on my legs, still keeping my hands on the many bleeding wounds. I can't stop the bleeding, if I can't he will go into shock and die!

"BRUCE! HELP ME!" I yelled as I looked back, slowly watching him fading bit by bit.

"BRUCE!" I hear the stepping and mumbling come to a stop, looking up quickly I see Bruce  looking at the ground.

"Bruce?"

"I need to find Damien, THAT is more important." He said quietly slowly turning his head in our general direction with a glare before walking back down the ally. The squealing tires were a clear indication of his leave, leaving me and my dying brother behind.

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Mountain

"Nightwing B01, Guest B01" The monotone voice called out catching everyones attention. Wally was the first up on his feet, his eyes widening. Nightwing? As in his long lost best friend that got captured.

"Someone help me, please!" Jason called as he stumbled in dragging a body behind him. His jacket torn and pants covered in red stains. The body not doing to well either. First to his aid was Black Canary and Wonder Woman. 

"What happened!?" Canary asked worriedly as she helped pull the body to a gurney, inspecting that 'it' was even still breathing. Jason, who was in shock started shaking and mumbling incoherent words. He was losing it. "Jason...Jason, JASON!" His head snapped up before slowly speaking almost clearly but still inaudibly.

"He-he he shot him, betrayed him a-and he fell and Batman left us!" He cried slowly hyperventilating.

"Wally to Jason now, we will handle this." Wonder Woman said as she helped Canary take the gurney the the medical wing. When the got there Canary told Diana to grab gauze ,hydrogen peroxide, a needle, string and a grip(I don't know what the thing is called but when a patient bites down its like a rubber thing to prevent damage to the teeth).

Canary in the mean time started to observe her patient. She glanced around the body before finding the area that was bleeding before ripping open the front of the uniform. Three shot wounds on the right side. One in the shoulder ,one in the lower chest and the last one collar bone.

 But in order for her to do this, she needed to figure out the identity to better make sure that they could handle what was going to happen to them in the next 5 minutes. She looked up slowly reaching, slipping the mask off. A gasp echoed through the quiet room but not from Canary but from Wonder Woman.

"I-is that who I think it is?!" She asked in pure shock, as she walked quickly to the bed.

"I- I think so, but lets not worry about that. We know plenty about this patient. Did you bring what I asked you." Diana nodded before placing them on a metal tray. "Put that grip in his mouth, this is gunna hurt...a lot." 

She knew he couldn't be put on anesthesia, his family had a great issue with the drug so much so that when used, it stopped his heart a couple of times. They vouched never to use it again, even if it did numb the pain.

Diana did as she was told before grabbing his hand.

"This is gunna hurt honey, but you hang on, okay." Not really caring if she got a response as she knew he was gunna feel it, looking at Canary nodding for her to continue.

That night the team didn't sleep a wink, the cries filled the halls of the mountain. The procedure taking up to 3 hours to do, this being when they found different injuries from previous missions that had been infected or healed improperly.

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Wally

I heard him scream, in laughter, fright and in anger but never in pain. To me when he was in pain, I was too. Jason has been sleeping for some time now after he came here. He looked a little scared and ruffed up a bit too. We managed to calm him down and get him in better clothes, those being batman pajamas.

The rest of the team have been sitting here with us. Jason on the couch, Mega'n and Conner on the other. Me and Arty at the table, and Aqualad leaning on the counter. No one said anything, but the quiet said enough. We were all scared, frightened. We called the Titans to see if they could come but they were on a mission.

We tried to ring Bats but nothing. No one has heard from him in awhile now. So Wonder Woman called the rest of the League to be here on his behalf. No one has see Damien since the kidnapping.

Tonight has been full of not good.

The door swooping caught my attention as Canary stepped into the Kitchen. She looked exhausted. She wasn't in her usual black leather strap, gray leggings, jacket. She was in a normal baseball t-shirt and pajama pants. She looked a lot younger.

Making my way over I pulled out a chair next to her, managing to catch her attention.

"How is he? Richard." She sighed before placing her coffee down and her hands to her eyes rubbing them a little.

"He has 3 close range shots to his right part of his body, collapsing his right lunge, he has a 4 broken ribs, 2 infections and a broken collar bone. Not only that but he is malnutrition meaning he has been starved way over a week, he is dehydrated and beaten up with minor bruising. So to me he is half dead."

I pat her back before looking up at the team then to Jason. How are we gunna tell him.

"Right now he is in a coma, best guess is for the next 3 weeks." Shutting my eyes before placing my hand on them, pinching the bridge of my nose.

"How are we gunna tell him, he is so scared right now. He lost a brother and gained one, and we don't know where the other is-"

"Red Robin B20" 

"Speak of the devil." I said slowly turning the the new arrival.

"Wheres Jason?" was the first thing he asked making me chuckle a little.

"Over there little bird."

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Jason

It has been little over 4 weeks since I brought Dick back. He has been showing minor improvements, which is good but it is concerning Canary. She took a couple samples of his blood for testing. As for me I have been trying to stay calm and collected for Tims sake. I know its hard for him, not cause he was close to Dick but just cause he's been through a lot. Hell we all have.

These last 4 weeks have been interesting. The team goes on there missions still, though it feels off due to Batman not giving them their overall mission and lecture. No one has seen or herd from Bruce since I last saw him, which is making me and Tim nervous. I just hope he didn't do anything stupid.

Wally comes through to visit every now and then. The Titans as well. Its sad though to me. Richard left them cause he was sick, and left Kori as well. He though it was for the better, leaving her in charge of the Titans. She has become a good women over the past few years, the reputation for the Titans is bigger than ever. Though I think it has been hard for them, hell even us to walk in this room.

Richard looks like death himself with all these machines trying to keep him alive. I just wish he would wake up, everyone is waiting for him. We managed to get him caught up on food so he isn't so skinny anymore. Though it wasn't funny Wally cracked a joke that he is still skinny compared to when they were younger. Glad someones gotta keep the laughter going.

Hell whist he has been in his coma all we have been talking about was his years as Robin. All his accomplishments and different missions. Even all his little pranks he would pull with the team. It seemed to make the room brighter and full of laughter. We all needed that right now.

Finally Canary walked back in with what was a smile on her face.

"What's up?"

"He will be waking up today. He wont need the breather or feeding tube either." She said with a smile. 

I grinned as I watched the rising and falling of my brothers chest. That has been the greatest news yet this week. But what happened next no one could have guessed.

The door swung open to reveal none other than the missing Batman himself. He stalked in walking fast towards the bed. Not even looking at me or Canary. 

"When does he wake up." His gruff voice sounded as he pointedly looked up at Canary, catching her off guard.

"He should-"

"Im sorry who are you?!" I jumped to my feet glaring at my so called father.

"Jason now is not the time for your adolescent behavior. This man needs to wake up in order for me to find your brother. Now Canary WHEN is he waking up."

"Don't answer him Canary." Making her stop mid sentence before looking back at Bruce. "You have the audacity to come in here, not even to see if he or I are okay after you left on your own, but to interrogate him where Damien is. Im sorry but if that not a self center asshole of a father I don't know what is." This defiantly caught his attention, making him jerk back and send the nastiest Bat glare only to met head on with another.

"Jason stop, Bruce he is to get up today. Now if you could please leave so I can tend to him." With that he shot out of the room leaving the swinging door behind him. I hate that man with every fiber of my being.

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Batman

I have been looking for Damien for over 4 weeks to only come empty handed. I cant say I wasn't upset, I was quite furious. I didn't go to the mansion or to the cave. I needed to find my son even if that means I need to do it by force.

Richard woke up earlier after I left which leads me to wait for 10 pm when the team is asleep. I need answers and I am going to get them. I don't believe that, that is my son sitting in that bed. No it is one of Slades finatics that is getting treatment from our finest medical staff. I feel bad for how much work Canary had to do to get him to the place where he is at, but not bad for him. 

It is 10 pm time to start my interrogation from within.

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Richard

The door to my room squeaked with anticipation as it was opened quietly. Waiting a couple minutes but not seeing a face or body around the corner, making me a little anxious. With all that has happened to me, I wouldn't be surprised if Slade were here to finish me off.

The alarms rang as the window gridded and the doors locked, sending me in a mode of panic.

"Canary!" Then the footsteps made themselves known with each step but who walked around that curtain was not Canary. It was him.

"You are gunna tell me the information I need to know or get killed for being the accomplice of Slade. Now where is my son!" Batman yelled as he snatched me off the bed dropping me to the cold tiles.

"I-what wait you can't do this, Bruce you need to think-" I was met with a foot to my side.

"WHERE IS THE LOCATION OF DAMIEN AL GHUAL WAYNE!" He said, only my cry of pain rippled though the room. I couldn't speak I hurt so much.

He reached down grabbing my neck and slamming me into the window.

"WHERE IS HE!" I frantically patted his arm, trying to get him to loosen. I felt as each of my stitches were breaking free, my clothing getting wet as my blood seeped through. I knew the only way was to hurt him. I kicked him in is lower abdomine making him release me, before running to the door seeing the worried faces of the League members and Young Justice.

Shifting around quickly I spotted Batman walking in my direction. Where is he located? Damien? Damien. Damien Wayne.

"I-I he is in a secret warehouse located in the more deeper part of Gotham." I stuttered. Stuttering, great. He halted his pursue on me, looking down at me with dark intent to kill if I said anything out of place.

"I can go there but I advise 'we' make a plan. To you I'm probably nothing but I am beginning to see stuff, memories of you. You are my adoptive father as I am your son. But to you I am nothing now but a dying name in your memory. I don't care what 'our' relationship is, but if we do this together I have one condition. I will take the tracker with me till I find Damien. Then I will give it to him and give you the all clear. I have an issue I need to take care of there anyway, making this easier on you, Batman" Slowly looking at him with a darker intent then he.

He swatted down, grabbing my collar. Dragging me close enough to see his eyes under the mask.

"If you lie to me or hurt him. You will be the first to die." His voice dripping with venom shoving me back. Pulling out his wrist and typing a code making the alarms come to a halt, and the doors unlock. Before stalking out of the room, shoving every person in his way, out of his way.

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To Be Continued.....

Word Count: 2,532 (Longest chapter ever)

Hey guys this is the 3rd to last chapter, there are three chapters after this. Sorry that I was late but from here on out is prolly gunna be slow updates but their there. Hope you like it and please if you do vote and comment.

-Meghan