Dick woke with a stiff neck and the feeling that something was wrong. He didn't know what it was, but something just felt...off. Sitting up, he looked suspiciously at the soft couch beneath him. How did he get here? As far as Dick knew, he'd snuck out of the manor and gone to Jason's grave where he met this person and- Jason! It was Jason!

In a wild frenzy, Dick stood up and began to look around the room, hoping to spot his brother. Nothing looked familiar. There were no pictures hanging, no clothes lying around. In fact, the room looked barely lived in. His little brother lived in some kind of run down, sparsely furnished attempt at a house -apartment. Only a coffee table, couch, and T.V were actually in the living room. Honestly, the room didn't look very 'living' at all.

A soft knock made him turn his head, bringing him out of his musings. Slowly, Dick blinked, staring at the figure before him. The ghost.

"Jason?" Dick asked meekly, shocked. He swallowed thickly, holding back the tears that wanted to rush out. He'd cried enough last night. But it was real, Jason was real.

"Hey Dickiebird," Jason started, approaching Dick, "How're you feeling? You didn't look to hot last night." He added, stopping a few feet in front of his older brother, inwardly smirking at the now noticeable height difference.

Dick, ignoring the question, rushed forward and closed the gap, trapping Jason in a tight hug, "Jay! How? I thought you were dead!" Dick cried, words muffled by Jason's clothing. His little brother was alive! He came back! Like Wally. Everyone just keeps coming back without telling him.

Jason sighed, "I was Dick. The Joker killed me," he hugged Dick back, showing some rare affection, "Ra's figured that my death was pointless and decided to bring me back," He said bluntly and separated them, looking into Dick's eyes, "You could say he almost felt bad," Jason spat the last part.

"Ra's brought you back?" Dick questioned, following Jason as he motioned to another room. Why didn't you tell me Littlewing?

"Yeah, a miracle, I know," Jason confirmed.

"Does Bruce know?" Dick asked hesitantly, already knowing the answer. Of course, Bruce wouldn't know.

Jason paused, turning back to Dick, "No he doesn't, and you're not going to tell him, Dick," He said seriously.

"But-" Jaybird.

"No"

"Jason-" Please.

"No"

"Bruc-" Can help.

"Dick!" Jason shouted, clenching his fists by his sides, "Please."

Dick stopped, a feeling of sadness washing over him as he looked at his little brother, "...Okay. Okay, I won't tell Bruce." After all, how could he tell Bruce when he couldn't even talk to the man about his own problems?

"Thanks, Dick," Jason started, relaxing slightly, "You hungry?" He asked, changing the topic as he moved towards his pantry.

"...Yeah." I suppose I have to eat something.

"Now, tell me why you were a train wreck on my grave last night."

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"What do you mean Dick is gone!" Bruce roared, pacing back and forth across his office floor.

Wally ducked, nervous, "He was gone when I woke up!" He defended, "Dick must've snuck out while I was sleeping."

Bruce stopped pacing and turned to Wally, "We need to find him, quickly, before he does anything stupid," He spoke, his eyes wide with worry. It scared Wally, seeing the unemotional Bruce Wayne so...broken.

"Yeah, of course. I can start searching the streets. Do you want me to get the Team involved," He asked. No matter how much he hated the idea, Wally wasn't stupid enough to refuse their help with a situation such as this.

Bruce didn't speak for a minute, thinking, "No. Not yet. If we can't find him by tonight, then we'll ask for help," He concluded, "Now go. Call and give me an update every hour."

"Okay, but what about Tim?" Wally questioned, halfway out the door.

Bruce looked at his desk, having sat down after his earlier statement, "I'll deal with Tim. Now leave."

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"They didn't tell you Wally was alive? Who the fuck does that?" Jason spat angrily over his eggs. How the fuck could the Team do something like that?

Dick looked sadly at Jason, "I don't know Jay. I guess they thought I didn't deserve to know," he shrugged his shoulders and took a sip of coffee. Jason had made them breakfast.

Internally, Jason was seething. He might've come back with a vendetta against Bruce, but there was still plenty of room on his list, and the Team had just made it on. All Dick did was save the world, and now they treat him like shit because of what? Nothing. A few heroes died, big deal. They knew the risks of the job. The only one they can blame for their death was themselves.

"Dick, it's not your fault. Take it from someone that's died," Jason spoke earnestly, "Sometimes there is just nothing you can possibly do to stop it from happening. Sometimes, the only thing you can do is move on and continue your life."

Dick nodded, "I guess. I think I might swing by the Mountain later and have a talk with everyone," he added, eyes blank as he poked at his food.

"Yeah, tell them what you really think, and-"

A shrill ring interrupted Jason. His phone. He glanced at the caller ID, "Shit. Dick, hold on, I need to take this."

Jason stood and left the room for a few minutes. Dick could hear muffled shouting from the kitchen, but he ignored it. Wasn't his business.

Instead, he pondered. What would he tell the Team? What would they say back? He had to end this. You need to say goodbye.

"Hey Dickie," Jason entered the room again, a deep frown spread across his lips, "I need to go, something with work came up. They can't fix it without me. I'm sorry," He added, his posture riddled with defeat.

Dick nodded, "It's alright, I was just about to leave anyway," He stood up and began to meticulously gather his belongings, "Things to do and all," he waved his hand carelessly, not looking at Jason. Not letting him see the tears that begin to collect in his eyes.

"Dick.." Jason stared at his brother, worried, "Just don't do anything stupid, okay? I'll catch up with you tomorrow alright?" He grabbed his jacket and keys from a chair nearby. "Don't tell Bruce."

"I won't," Dick smiled, "See you tomorrow Jason."

Jason pointed at Dick, "Tomorrow."

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I'm sorry that this hasn't been updated in a while. Things have been hectic since I got out off basic, but I'm back now, and ready to write.

I'll also let y'all in on a little secret. I've written the last chapter for this story, and I'm sorry.

But, let me know what you think of this chapter, and leave a comment! I love reading them! Also, if you like this story, share it with your friends or followers! I'd like to see what everyone thinks.

Anyway, till next time,

Rachel