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Upon returning to the manor, it's just Alfred and I. I sit with him in the kitchen for a while, telling him what I had experienced. A bit of a challenge with a sore throat and barely-there voice.

I keep out the explicit details of what I had seen. Alfred doesn't need to know.

"How is your head now?" He asks, concerned. I smile and nod, telling him that it's fine. A blatant lie, of course. It hurts like a bitch.

"You know," he begins, standing up to prepare refreshments for the hero's returns. "Masters Richard, Timothy and Damian never brought out the kindest side of Master Bruce. That face of him was always reserved for Jason. A fleeting one, yes, but Bruce pitied Jason the most."

I smile, "I bet Jason hates that."

"Very much so," he agrees, during tea for I assume, Damian. The ex-surgeon suddenly looks over his shoulder at me with a smile.

"You seem to know him well," he comments. I grin.

"It's my job. As his girlfriend and as a psychologist, I suppose," I reply, absent-mindedly tracing the rim of my tea cup. I don't know what tea it is, but it's making me feel better.

"Your sister has quite an interesting ability," he comments. I nod.

"Same as my dad's. Wonder if she's figured out who everyone is," I reply.

Alfred raises an eyebrow, "She has."

There is a knock on the front door, from a distance. It makes me jump, still a little shaky from the kidnapping. I sigh and shut my eyes in stupidity, Alfred placing his hand on my shoulder.

"I believe you are about to meet the last member of the family," he says. I frown, trying to figure out what he means.

Then I remember Jason telling me about Cassandra Cain. A girl Bruce adopted after she took on the Batgirl mantle, from Barbra. She is the daughter of two assassins and now holds the mantle of Black Bat.

As for Alfred's words...Caelan is no stranger to masks. I suppose it was only a matter of time before she figured it out.

However her powers require physical contact for that. To be able to delve into one's mind. That is where her abilities and my father's differ.

So, who has my little sister been touching?

I hear Alfred talking to the 'last member of the family' as they approach. Thanks the heavens that the moment I got back I took a shower and changed. If only I sounded better than a dying cat.

The door opens and Alfred steps in, followed by a very pretty girl with a serious expression, short dark hair and dark eyes.

"Miss Cain, this is District Attorney Venus Meadow," Alfred begins, gesturing to me. I stand up, mustering up a smile even though I feel too tired to, holding my hand out.

Cassandra's serious expression disappears, a small smile taking its place as she shakes my hand.

"Jason has talked about you. Gushed, may be a better word for it," is the first thing she says. I find myself grinning, sipping my tea to shield a giggle. 

I would have loved to be a fly on the wall in that conversation. But really, who wouldn't want to hear the person they love talking about them?

"Well I hope I live up to his words," I reply quietly. She smiles, but it disappears quickly. Jason told me she's like that. Like...Bruce. 

"Miss Meadow I advise you to rest, now. I'm sure Jason and the others will return soon. Sleep is what you need," Alfred smiles comfortingly.

I return the gesture, whistling to bring in Levi and Kira whom come bounding into the room with Titus behind them. I pet Titus so that he stays, before walking towards the door.

"Thank you, Alfred. And it was nice meeting you Cassandra. Good night," I smile, before leaving the kitchen. 

I allow my smile to dissolve, turning to the strain in my mind. Every time I close my eyes I see a beaten, bloodied and broken Robin.

Taking a deep breath, I trudge up to the room.

~

Sleep is the last thing on my mind.

It had been a few hours of laying in bed with Levi and Kira at my feet. 

The shadows around me seem to hold something new. Something dark and to be feared. It occurs to me that now, things are different. They've changed.

It all seems scarier and realer than anything. I assume it's because before this incident Jason and I were living a lie that allowed us to turn away from the vigalantes inside of us.

No matter what kidnapping and killing and death will always be a part of our lives because of the choices we have already made.

My eyes snap shut as the door opens, light streaming  in from the hallways. I'm facing Jason's side of the bed, away from the door.

I know it's him simply from the sounds of his footsteps. Heavy yet with an attempt to quieten them. Smiling, I remain still as I hear rustling, probably him changing.

I resist the urge to turn over. Haven't seen that bod in like, two weeks.

A few minutes later, he approaches the bed. I try to even out my breathing as he must reach down to pet Levi and Kira. They shake and rattle the bed, so he hushes them

Next he rounds the bed, lifts the covers back and slips in beside me...but he doesn't reach out to pull me in. Just like the night the scorpion attacked.

He does, however, touch my cheek gently, brushing some stray hair back. There's some shuffling before he sighs, going silent.

I decide to open my eyes, blinking a few times before my eyes can adjust to the dimly moon-lit room. Kira decides to stand up and wander up the gap between Jay and I.

Jason holds his arm out, the large puppy laying down between that and his torso, head resting on his shoulder.

He jumps and double-takes upon noticing I am watching him. 

"Hey," I whisper with a small smile. He takes a deep breath, closing his eyes for a moment.

"Hey."

A short silence follow, consisting of him allowing Kira to walk back to Levi as I slide over, not into his arms, but up close to him so that we are almost nose to nose.

His gaze is down. I figure out that he's staring at the necklace, the chain slack, pendant resting on the pillow.

"You weren't wearing it," he whispers softly.

I shake my head, "I usually wear it when I have cases. But going to Arkham I decided to leave it at home."

The expression on his perfect face is hard to read for a moment. I deduct that it's something along the lines of irritated confusion.

"There's a tracking implant in it," he whispers, picking it up. I frown, but lightly in amusement. If it were anyone else it'd be creepy. But this is Jason Todd; master at one night stands but amateur at relationships.

This is his way of protecting me, I guess.

"Are you...okay?" He whispers, resting his arms in front of him awkwardly, trying to look anywhere but at me.

"I'm alright," I say softly, not taking my eyes from his, "now that...you're here."

That seems to catch him, as I had wanted it to. He lets out a shaky breath, finally looking at me.

"I'm sorry-"

"No," I almost growl sternly, taking his face in my hands. I try not to dig my nails into his cheeks, attempting to keep his gaze directly into mine. "None of this is your fault, understand? You weren't the one who kidnapped me, or chained me up, or tortured me, okay? Do not be sorry," I say, my voice nearly raising about talking-volume.

Jason looks like he could cry, but he would never do that. He just holds a look of frustration.

"I was the reason you were there," he grinds out.

"The Joker kidnapped the DA's from some of the major cities to scare people, okay? To fracture the glowing view of the justice system because it's starting to gain respect again. They could have tortured me with anything, Jay. Just because they chose what happened to you, it doesn't mean it's your fault. None of this was your fault. Understand?"

He had already looked away, staring at the necklace again. Without a word, he moves further up the bed, arms sliding around my waist and almost forcefully dragging me towards him. 

Arms wrapped tightly, I automatically bury my face into his neck as he rests his head atop of mine. I raise one hand, just to run my fingers through his hair.

To calm him down. 

"I love you," I whisper gently, falling asleep from the stress of the day, too quick to hear his reply.

~Unedited~

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