A/N: Contains mentions of child abuse, self harm, and nightmares.
-Hope y'all enjoy this chapter!!-

"Boys'' called a voice, breaking them apart. Jason glanced over at Bruce, he had forgotten Bruce had came into the room with him.

Bruce walked to the end of the hospital bed and his eyes met Dick's watery, scared, pain blue ones.

"Do you remember anything about the fight?" questioned Bruce.

Dick's heart monitor began to beep loudly again as Dick drew in a shaky breath. Jason reached down and held Dick's hand to try and calm him down and to steady him. Dick moved his fingers so that their hands were now intertwined.

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Dick intertwined their hands and caused a small pink blush to dust Jason's checks. Jason squeezed Dick's hand and smiled a little when he felt Dick squeeze back.

Dick drew in a shaky breath and whispered a little bit about what had happened after they had dropped him off at his foster parent's home, but he calmed that he didn't remember everything, that things were still a little bit fuzzy. Jason narrowed his eyes at Dick, he felt like Dick was lying though, maybe it was something in his voice or the look within his amazing blue eyes, but Jason knew that so much more was done to Dick, maybe more than Dick was willingly to admit. 

Dick looked over at him and Jason couldn't help but smile at him.

"Oh my gosh! I am so in love," thought Jason, "What the f*ck!?!'' he thought and shook his head as he pulled Dick closer towards him.

After Bruce quickly explained to both of them that he had worked something out with CPS (child protective services) and that Dick was now going to be staying at The Manor.

Jason's face lit up. He turned to look at Dick and saw fresh tears falling from his eyes. Jason quickly placed a hand on the side of Dick's face and turned him to face him.

"Wh-What's wrong?" asked Jason but Dick just shook his head 'no'. Jason looked over his shoulder at Bruce who smiled at him. He looked back at Dick and saw Dick's blue eyes on him. Jason's green eyes scanned over Dick's face looking for the cause of Dick's tears, but then Dick smiled and hugged Jason quickly.

After Jason returned the hug Dick pulled away and turned towards Bruce. He sat up more in the bed, wincing as he did and held his hand out towards Bruce.

"Th-Th-Thank y-you so much!! Thank y-you!! Th-Th-" said Dick as more tears fell down his face, they weren't tears of something wrong but tears of hope and happiness.

"You're quite welcomed. Now, I think I'll go see about your discharge papers'' said Bruce he released Dick's small hand and nodded his head quickly at Jason before leaving the two alone.

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Dick couldn't believe the words that came out of Bruce's mouth.

Staying at the manor.

Safe.
Away from them.

Away from pain.

Safe.
Safe. 
SAFE!

Dick felt tears of joy rushing down his face as he quickly muttered 'Thank you' over and over again to Bruce. He didn't know how many times he said it because none of this seemed real to him. 

He felt Bruce's strong grip on his hand and for a second flinched in fear but he could see Jason smiling next to him and he felt safe.

He felt hope. 

  "You're quite welcomed. Now, I think I'll go see about your discharge papers'' said Bruce he released Dick's hand and left him and Jason all alone. Dick quickly pulled his knees up to his chest, wrapped his arms tightly around them and cried. He cried because he was feeling hope, a feeling that had become strange to him. He felt like his life was taking a turn for the better, that he was going to be okay. 
That he was going to be happy again, one of the things he had dreamed about the most.

Dick felt Jason's hand rubbing small circles on his back and could faintly make out the shushing from Jason and a few words but he was overpowered by everything at this moment, his ears couldn't pick up on the words and his mind was too clouded to sort it all out.

He just sat there, shaking and crying, crying everything out.

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After awhile Dick he tired himself out from the emotional roller coaster he was experiencing and from all the crying. He laid back against the hospital bed with heavy eyes. He was fighting sleep off as best as he could but he knew that sooner or later his eyes would shut, sleep would take hold of him and he feared that he would be swallowed by his nightmares like every other night he found sleep.

His eyes flickered up to the small TV screen in the corner of his hospital room, Jason was flipping channels again and Dick couldn't blame him. There was absolutely nothing on the hospital TV. He heard Jason sigh next to him and he slowly turned his head to look at Jason.

Jason was clearly bored and the lack of interesting TV shows on the hospital TV was not helping. They were still waiting on Dick's discharged papers. He had a few injuries that the doctors still wanted to keep an eye on.

He had three broken ribs, a broken ankle, heavy bruising all over his body, his wind pipe almost crushed from being chocked and he had a mild concussion, plus something else that Dick was hiding from Jason. It wasn't the first time it happened but that didn't make it any less hurtful, traumatic and everlasting upon him. One of his ribs almost punctured one of his lungs so breathing was still both difficult and painful for Dick. 
Dick could tell by the hallway conversation between the doctor and Bruce that Bruce was being told everything. He saw Bruce cast a small glance over at him before returning to focus on the doctor before him.
The doctor was also wanting to keep Dick because he had discovered his self harmed scars and fresh cuts and he was concerned about him. They were tending to put him on suicide watch but somehow, someway Bruce had convinced the doctor and hospital that it wasn't necessary.

Jason turned to look down at him and smiled a little bit. He reached over and brushed some of Dick's hair off his forehead.

"It's alright Dick, get some rest'' said Jason and Dick nodded his head at him just as his heavy eyes began to flutter shut. Jason smiled seeing Dick finally fall asleep, he could tell that Dick was fighting it badly and he had a guess why.

Nightmares.

Jason had experienced a few nightmares about his past here and there and could see the fear held deeply within Dick's eyes. Jason wished that he could prevent Dick from experiencing the fear and pain nightmares held but he knew that there wasn't anything he could do to stop it.

But that didn't mean that he couldn't be there for Dick afterwards. 

Jason ran his fingertips through Dick's hair before he quickly leaned forward touching his lips to Dick's warm forehead. He pulled back and blushed before biting his bottom lip and turning his attention back onto the TV in the corner of the room.