Author's Note:
Based off the season two finale of Young Justice. Suicidal thoughts and actions.
Hurt/Comfort
Tim and Dick centric fanfic.

Tim raced across the artic on his R-cycle as fast as it would allow him. He had hack into the Mt. Justice computer and got the coordinates to were Wally's last location was. 
Tim felt awful, he was so over come with worry but also grief from losing a friend.

The frozen air hitting across his face as he continued on hurt but he forgot the pain, forgot everything except for his big brother. Dick needed him right now and Tim now feared that he wouldn't be there in time for him. That Dick would end up like Wally, gone from the world and everyone else. Tears peaked at the corners of his eyes but he shock his head and tried to just continue forward fast to his brother.

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Dick's body shock from the cold. He didn't know how long he had sat there but it felt like forever and it hurt. Forever without his best friend was terrible. His tears that fell from his eyes now had frozen onto his checks. He lifted his hand and ran it through his ebony hair. He sighed. His mind was going over so many thoughts, his heart was breaking every single second. Memories of him and Wally began to play out in his mind.

"They aren't coming are they?" whispered little Dick.
"They will be here soon Dick. Speedsters are always late." said Bruce dressed as Batman. He looked down at Dick who was dressed as Robin. He patted his shoulder. They waited for about ten more minutes before a huge gust of wind rushed pass them on a roof top in Gotham. 
Dick silently moved behind Bruce. He had already meet Barry, he was The Flash. Dick had already meet the whole Justice League but this was the first time meeting someone around his age.
Yeah Dick was the very first side kick, first child in the whole super hero thing but soon after he started Bruce had told him of Barry's nephew who became a speedster and was joining up with his uncle to fight crime. After learning this Dick really wanted to meet him, but he was also nervous about it as well.

"Oh man! I told ya we were gonna be late." said a young Wally frowning with his arms crossed against his chest. The Flash smiled down at his nephew and patted his head with a small chuckle.

"Hey Batsy. Where's the little one?" asked The Flash, who received a tiny batglare, which made Barry take a step back and a small smile on Robin's face.

"Robin, you can come out now." said Batman and one second later Robin stepped out from behind his mentor, his father and stood next to him with his head lower down. 

Wally's face lit up and he began to bound around in the same spot. 
"Oh my! It's you! My uncle Barry has told me all about you! I'm Kid Flash but you can call be Wally." he said with a huge smile plastered on his face. Robin raised his head and smiled at Wally. Robin shock Wally's hand.

"Hi KF, I'm Robin." said Dick. Wally's hand in his was shaking from how excited he was.

"Oh wow that's soo cool. Can I call you Rob?" asked Wally loving his new nickname that Robin just gave him. Robin glanced up at Batman for a moment then focused back on the excited teen before him. 

"Sure." was all Dick said and that made Wally even more excited. Robin let a small chuckle escape his lips. 

After that moment those two had become best friends.

Dick rubbed his eyes. He then began to cry even more.

"Wally" he whispered, "I'm so sorry. It's all my fault."

Dick slowly reached into his belt and pulled out a birdarang. He turned it in his hands, looking over the weapon. Then he slowly pulled up his sleeves. Just as he was about to drive the birdarang into his arm, he heard a motorcycle engine behind him. He lowered his head and closed his eyes tightly.

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Tim was growing closer to the location. 
Just then he could make out a form up ahead. It was Dick. Tim pressed his foot heavily down on the gas. 

Tim finally was in reach of his big brother. He hopped off his bike and threw his helmet to the side.

"Dick!" yelled Tim as he ran forward. But he slowed down when he noticed that Dick didn't look over at him.

Tim walked over and placed a glove hand on Dick's shoulder. His shoulder was shaking from both the cold and the crying. Tim walked forward and saw the birdarang in his hand placed right above his wrist. Tim walked around and fell to his knees before his brother. 

"Dick." Tim said.

Dick slowly raised his head to look at Tim and Tim could see how broken he truly was and it hurt to see him like this. Dick always put on a mask of being in control and super strong. His mask was gone and it reveled a very sad person before him. Tim reached out and placed a hand over Dick's which held the birdarang.

"Dick, Please.'' said Tim. 

Dick looked away from Tim's gaze and back down at the birdarang in his hand. After what seemed like hours, Dick finally sighed and dropped the weapon from his hand. Tim wasted no time to grab it and place it inside his belt. He moved closer to Dick and tried to meet his brother's eyes. But Dick didn't look up at Tim, he just reached forward and grabbed tightly onto Tim. Tim held Dick in his arms as he cried so heavily. 

Time passed and Dick still cried in his arms, he would once in awhile whisper things about it all being his fault or that it was all too much.
Tim finally contacted Barry and Bruce, letting them where they were and that Dick was alive.

Barry, Roy, Barbara and Bruce were on their way.

And at once point Dick had shoved Tim and tried to hurt himself but Tim tackled him to the ground and shoved a sedative into his arm.

"I'm sorry Dick, but this is for your own good." said Tim. Dick's head laid in Tim's lap just as the batplane came in view. Tim sighed. He, along with everyone else knew that Dick wasn't going to be okay right away, that after losing your best friend then trying to kill yourself, he wouldn't bounce back right away. But he made up his mind that he was going to stay by Dick's side as long as it took for him to get better.