A/N: Contains mentions of Child abuse and self harm.
-This chapter is for Hidechi_kitten who wanted an update on this story! I hope you like it :)

"I'm sorry mami and tati that I'm not strong enough'' thought Dick as darkness enveloped him.
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Jason turned and looked over at Alfred who was in the driver seat.

"Alfred? Why aren't we leaving yet?" asked Jason. Leaving was the very last thing that Jason wanted to do, he wanted Dick to be with him, to be happy and safe. Sitting outside his home when he knew that Dick was being hurt and he couldn't do anything to prevent it hurt deep within his chest.

"Sir, I believe it will be best if we wait'' said Alfred who looked into his mirror at Jason then looked over at the house. Jason didn't understand but he trusted Alfred fully and sat in silence as his fears and worries for Dick over powered his thoughts.

"Please just be okay Dick, please be okay'' thought Jason as he glanced at the house.

Suddenly, Jason could hear police sirens growing louder as they came closer towards them. Jason sat more up in his seat and watched as a few police cars pulled right up and officers got out and headed up the steps of Dick's foster home.
Jason opened the car door and slowly stood up, the night air having no effect on chilling him as he was already frozen with concern.

His eyes suddenly landed on a familiar face and he took a step forward but a hand upon his shoulder stopped him. He glanced up at Alfred who nodded his head. Jason inhaled sharply and watched as Jim Gordon quickly marched up the steps.

After complete silence and nothing moving but the leaves on the trees as the wind blew through the street.

Jason's hands were shaking, he needed to know how Dick was.

Just then an ambulance pulled up quickly before him. Jason's eyes double and he took a small step forward, feeling his heart pounding heavily within his chest. Jason brought his hand up subconsciously and began to chew on his thumb nail and his anxiety grew within his chest.

His eyes were glued onto the front door of the home, just waiting and watching. He could hear Alfred's faint voice next to him but his mind couldn't make any of it out as he was totally focused upon the house that was like a prison to Dick.

His eyes widen and his feet began to move when he saw Dick being carried out. He could tell his eyes were closed as he laid on the ambulance stretcher with an oxygen mask pressed upon his face. Jason's feet moved faster as he rushed towards Dick.

They came down the last step and he could see Dick, he was bloody and bruised. Jason inhaled sharply as he looked down at Dick.
"I should have done something. I should have done something more! This is my fault!" thought Jason as he watched in silence as the paramedics began to place him into the back of the ambulance.

Once Dick was inside, Jason walked forward and tried to get in but one of the paramedics stopped him from entering, that was until he heard a familiar voice.

"Let him!" yelled out the voice and Jason turned around to face Jim Gordon who smile and nodded his head at Jason. Jason nodded his head and quickly jumped inside the ambulance and sat right down beside Dick.
With his shaking hands, Jason reached out and grabbed a hold of Dick's small, weak hand. Jason bit the bottom of his lip and then looked outside to see Alfred speaking with Jim Gordon and a small bit of weight seemed to be lifted off his chest. Jason closed his eyes and brought Dick's hand up to his lips.

"Please be okay Dick. You gotta be okay...for me" thought Jason as the ambulance began to drive off in the distance, leaving some of the pain behind, but so much pain still had it claws deeply embedded within Dick.

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[Hours later]

Jason was now sitting in the waiting room with Alfred at one side of him and Bruce on the other. Jason sighed as he glanced up at the clock on the white wall, time felt like it wasn't moving. All he wanted to do was see Dick and to make sure he was safe from everything. Bruce gently placed his hand upon Jason's shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze to let his son know that he was here for him.

Jason's mind drifted as he thought about everything that had happened tonight.Jason's chest hurt badly, Dick had been in such a bad situation for so long. He just hoped that him being taken out of there would help him, that he wouldn't have to face abuse any longer, that he could maybe slowly begin to heal just like Jason, Roy and the others have. Maybe he would find the strength in himself to no longer harm himself, to know that he matters and he is wanted.

So much had happened that Jason sorta of felt like he was drowning in it all.
Dick was hurt. Dick self harmed. Dick was dropped at home and beaten til he was knocked out. The drive to the hospital felt endless. Bruce came and held tightly onto him as he cried in the hallway. Bruce saying that he had worked something out with Jim Gordon and CPS (child protective services) about Dick.
Jason leaned back in his seat and laid his head upon Bruce's shoulder.

He didn't know if it was from everything he went through tonight or just the late hour it was but his eyes began to grow heavy and threaten to close upon him, but Jason wanted to stay up so he could see Dick.

"Jason, it's okay. You can rest, I'll wake up when I heard anything'' said Bruce.

Jason turned and looked up at him. "Promise?" questioned Jason and Bruce smiled and nodded his head.

"Promise'' said Bruce as Jason laid his head back down and drifted off to sleep.