The next morning, Dick ran into the dining room and did a cartwheel as he went to his seat. "Well someone woke up on the right side of the bed this morning," Bruce said smiling after he sat his paper to the side.

"Yeah, I slept really good last night," Dick replied smiling back.

"Listen, I was wondering if you wanted to go see that new movie today that you've been wanting to see. What was it?" Bruce looked down at his paper trying to find the movie.

"Zombie Ninjas?!*" Dick yelled excitedly. He then jumped out of his chair and nearly knocked Bruce out of his. "That would be so astrous!"

Bruce chuckled. "Ok, but keep your voice down. You know the rule about yelling in the house."

Dick smiled. "Sorry," he said as he sat back down. He then closed his eyes and did the breathing exercise that Bruce showed him for calming down.

Alfred walked in with two plates of French toast, a pot of coffee, and a glass of milk on his silver tray. "Good morning, Master Dick. Did you sleep well?"

"Great," Dick said as Alfred placed the plate and glass in front of him. "Thanks."

"You're welcome," Alfred said with a smile then placed the other plate in front of Bruce. "Warm your cup, Sir?"

"Yes, please, and thank you." Alfred just nodded.

"Bruce and I are going to see Zombie Ninjas today," Dick told Alfred excitedly.

"So I heard. I hope you two enjoy yourselves." Once Bruce's coffee was warmed, he took his try and the nearly empty coffee pot back to the kitchen to let the two talk in private.

"So are you finally caught up on your schooling?" Bruce asked before taking a bite of his French toast.

"Yeah, I think last week while you were with the League was when I finally got caught up," Dick replied then ate another bite of his food.

"Good. Sorry I've been so busy lately. That mission had some major problems afterwards that..."

"I know. It's fine. You're making up for it today," Dick said grinning.

"I promise, today will be just you and me. No work, no League, nothing."

"Thanks."

They ate in silence until they were done, then went into the living room. "So when does the movie start?" Dick asked as he and Bruce sat down on the couch.

"Eleven thirty. Why?" Bruce asked curious.

"I was thinking maybe we could go to the park and play chess like we use to. We don't ever do it anymore."

Bruce looked at him surprised. "I thought you grew out of it."

"Nah, just got tired of playing it all the time. I mean, we did use to do it every Saturday morning and it kind of got old after a while."

"And now?"

Dick smiled. "I want to see if I can still beat you."

"You beat me?" Bruce asked raising an eyebrow. "I seem to remember you always getting upset whenever I had you cornered."

"I was young then. Now I know I can beat you," Dick said overly confident.

"Oh really? Well then, I guess we have a chess match to play," Bruce said as he stood up, headed to the closet to get the game, then headed out to the car.

Dick knew Bruce loved chess and always tried to get people to play him. He wanted to do something Bruce liked to do too. Plus, he missed the times when it would just be him and Bruce trying to beat each other in a game of logic. "Wait for me," he called out as he ran after Bruce.

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The park wasn't crowded with people, but it wasn't empty either. It was the kind of crowd that Bruce and Dick could feel comfortable in.

They found a small table, that looked like it belonged more at an outside restaurant than at a park, but it was the perfect size to place a chess board on. While Bruce got the board set up, Dick was taking in all the sights of the beautiful park.

Bruce looked up from what he was doing and saw that Dick was starting to wander off. "Dick, not too far, I've almost got the board set up."

Dick nodded but kept walking further into the park. He wouldn't go too much further, but he hadn't been to the park for almost two years now. Sure he's had to fight against a few villains and other thugs, but to be there just as Dick Grayson again felt good. They'd always be too busy with other things to enjoy a place like the park. "We need to start doing this more," he said to himself.

"Dick, I've got the board set up." Dick smiled and ran back toward Bruce.

He didn't notice the pair of eyes that were watching him, hoping that he would get closer, but when Dick turned and ran back to Bruce, he narrowed his eyes and moved to a better spot so he could see the boy better.

After about a half an hour, Bruce and Dick's first game was just about over and it was almost time for them to head to the movies.

Bruce smiled as he moved his queen to capture Dick's rook, but when he looked up at Dick, he saw that he was distracted by something. "Dick, is everything alright?" he asked concerned. He had noticed that half way through the game, Dick wasn't playing as well.

Dick just stared at the board and moved his bishop right next to Bruce's queen. After a careful examination of the board, Bruce just couldn't see a good reason why Dick would want to lose his bishop.

"Dick?" he tried again, but still the boy didn't respond. Finally, he reached up and placed his hand on Dick's shoulder. "Dick?"

Dick jumped at the contact, almost knocking the pieces on the board over. "Wha... Oh, sorry," Dick said when he saw Bruce's concerned look.

"What's wrong?"

Dick glanced around then back at Bruce. "I'm not entirely sure, but I just feel like someone's watching us."

Bruce glanced around and looked carefully at the people around him. When he didn't see anyone, he looked back at Dick. "I don't see anyone suspicious, but maybe we should go ahead and leave."

"But we didn't finish our game," Dick said now feeling a little guilty that he ruined the game.

"The game was over ten minutes ago," he said as he started putting the pieces away.

Dick looked at him confused. "It was?"

"I noticed that you weren't really trying anymore about half way through. I didn't think anything of it until you moved your bishop next to my queen. That's when I realized that something was bothering you."

Dick looked away really guilty now. "Sorry."

"Don't be," Bruce said as he placed a hand on Dick's shoulder again. "I'm glad that you can sense possible danger, but next time tell me so I can keep an eye out for it too, ok?" he told him with a smile.

Dick smiled back. "I'll try to remember that next time."

Dick helped Bruce pick up the rest of the pieces then they headed back to the car so they could head to the movies.

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A black Ford Explorer sat across the street from the movie theater. The man inside watched as family after family walked in and out of the building, waiting for his target to appear.

It was almost one fifteen before Bruce and Dick finally walked out. Dick was bouncing up and down, kicking and punching and even trying to walk like a zombie, which made Bruce laugh and the man just glare at the two.

"So, did you enjoy the movie, Dick? Bruce asked trying to get Dick to calm down.

"Oh yeah. It was awesome! The way those zombies took down that huge army. You wouldn't think a zombie could move that fast, but they kicked butt!" Dick exclaimed as he jumped all around.

Bruce just chuckled. "So, are you hungry?"

"Starving," Dick said as he ran to Bruce's side.

"There's a little café just down the street. They have a pretty good selection and the best ice cream in town, or so I've heard."

"Sounds great," Dick said then ran ahead a bit and to a wall where he did a flip.

"Ok, you need to calm down. You can do that when we get back to the manor where we can spar a bit to get your strength back up," Bruce said when he caught up to him.

Dick didn't like that he couldn't spar, fight, or go on patrol with Bruce for the past three months. He was feeling a whole lot better now, and the thought of just him and Bruce sparring together excited him. "Ok," he said with a big grin on his face.

As they walked in to the small café, they could smell all the good food. Dick's stomach growled at the first smell of burgers and fries and made both Bruce and Dick laugh as they walked to their seats.

Once they got to their seats, a waitress walked up to thema ns placed two menus on the table. "Can I start you boys off with a couple drinks?"

"I'll have sweet tea."

"And I'll take a Dr. Pepper, please."

"Right away," she said with a smile. "I'll be right back to take your order."

"Thank you," Bruce said as she left. He glanced outside and suddenly his face went serious.

Dick was eagerly looking at the menu, trying to figure out what he wanted, and was just about to ask Bruce what he was getting when he saw the look and seriousness of Bruce's face. He looked out the window to try and see what Bruce saw, but just wasn't seeing it. "What is it?" he asked becoming serious.

"That black Ford Explorer."

"Yeah, what about it?" Dick asked not really understanding. "There are hundreds of those in Gotham."

"But I've seen it three times today."

Dick looked at the vehicle again. "How can you tell?"

"The front passenger door has a long red streak on it like the person got to close to another car."

"So what do you think it is?" Dick asked starting to worry a little.

"I don't know," he said then looked back at Dick, "but keep your eyes open."

"You think that person is following us?"

"It's possible. It was at the park this morning, the theater when we left, and now right across the street.

Before Dick could get another word out, the waitress brought their drinks. "Do you guys need a few more minutes?"

Bruce looked at Dick, who just shook his head, then back at the young girl. "No, we're ready."

"I'll have the bacon cheeseburger and fries, please," Dick said then closed the menu and handed it to her.

The girl wrote down the order, nodded, took the menu, and turned to Bruce. "And for you?"

Bruce closed the menu and held it out. "I'll have the same."

She wrote his order down then grabbed his menu. "Ok. They should be up in about ten minutes." With that she turned and walked toward the kitchen.

The two immediately went back to their serious expressions and Bruce glanced outside again. "So what are we going to do?" Dick asked.

Bruce turned back to Dick. "For now, nothing, but don't let your guard down 'til we get back to the manor."

Dick nodded and glanced out the window again then tried to think of some conversation to start to get his mind off the situation. "So, how's work going?"

Bruce smiled. He knew Dick was just trying to change the subject so he wouldn't have to worry about a possible stalker. "Good. We're getting that new computer system up. I think it will make the business a lot more profitable."

"Is it anything like the one we have?" Dick asked relaxing a bit.

"No, but I'll be updating our system tomorrow."

"Cool."

They continued to talk until the food got there, and occasionally spoke around bits of food. When they finished up the burgers and fries, they got a couple ice creams to go.

They were half way back to the car, which was still by the theater, when Bruce realized the black explorer was following them at a distance. Bruce grabbed Dick's arm and pulled him into one of the alleys.

"Hey!" Dick yelled almost losing his ice cream.

Bruce didn't even pay attention to his cry. He just peeked around the corner of the building. Dick saw this and immediately knew what was going on. "He's still following us?"

"Dick, take this alley and get back to the car."

"But..."

"Go!" Bruce said sternly as he looked down at Dick.

Dick just backed up then turned and ran down the alley. Bruce was just about to do the same when he caught sight of the driver. His eyes went wide as he sucked in a deep breath. "Steve."

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