A/N: Contains mentions of self harm.
This chapter is for: Damians_Babybird and graykitten01 :) I hope y'all enjoy it and sorry for the long wait for a new chapter!

"I got you now, you're safe" whispered Bruce to a sleeping Dick. He sadly smiled down at the boy before going to his arm and working on it. It pained him to see a child, it hurt him badly to see this child in so much pain that he would harm himself to try and get away from it. It killed him to see the child he could have saved and prevented all of this pain from happening continue to harm him.

Bruce was blaming himself for this, for all the pain Dick faced.

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Batcave-

Bruce sat down at the Bat computer typing away, trying his hardest to discovered who has taken Dick all those years ago and where he was held at. He pulled up footage of Dick meeting Wally West for the first time. He watched the footage over and over again, he could see all the fear laced within Dick's eyes, the way his body shook and how fearful he was to be touched.

Bruce sighed and ran his hand across his face. He was getting frustrated, he couldn't find what he was looking for and he was feeling on edge and kinda wanted to hit something right now, for all the suffering Dick has been through.

Life hasn't been fair for this young, sweet child at all and Bruce felt guilty about it all but he also felt protective and worried as well.
Bruce was lost in thought until he heard someone clear their throat. Bruce turned slightly in his seat to glance up at the elder gentleman, his friend and father figure.

"Sorry for the interruption Sir, but I was wondering if it wouldn't be best to move the young sir up stairs'' said Alfred. Bruce narrowed his eyes for a moment.

"Up stairs? Why?" questioned Bruce who watched Alfred's eyes dart over towards the med bay where Dick was resting at currently.

"Well, from what I've noticed, he isn't too fond of the medical wing. Perhaps it reminds him of his time with those who held him, plus Sir, he did recently harm himself down here. I just worry that there could be too many items for the young child to get his hands upon and inflick harm to himself'' said Alfred and Bruce thought over what he said for a moment before nodding his head agreeing with Alfred. Alfred did have a good point and maybe being someone like an actual bedroom might just ease Dick down a little bit.

"Alright'' said Bruce before turning back towards the computer, allowing Alfred to go and prepare a room for Dick.

Wayne Manor-

Bruce slowly climbed the stairs and headed towards the bedroom in which Alfred had moved Dick into. Bruce was concerned about how Dick was going to act and be when he woken up. He had to give him a sedative last night after finding him cutting his arm.

He slowly pushed to door open and looked into the room. He could see Dick twisting and turning within his sleep and a small frown came across Bruce's face. He feared that the trauma that Dick has been through the past 2 years where going to haunt him for the rest of his life. He knew the power that nightmares held, especially if they were based off an experience or truth.

"NU! Vă rog!! Nu Nu NU! Te rog, nu!'' [NO! Please!! No, no, no! Please don't!] Dick screamed at the top of his lungs and Bruce rushed into the room and went to the side of the bed. He sat down and reached out for Dick's shoulders.

Small items began to lift up in the air and float and fly around, Bruce's eyes scanned the room. This was the second time this has happened and Bruce made a mental note to run some more test on Dick. He seemed to posses both telepathic and speedster abilities and he wanted to know if Dick held more abilities in him and what was done to him to make him gain these type of powers.

"NUUU!" [NOOO!] Dick screamed and bolted straight up in the bed. As soon as he sat up and his eyes sprained open, all the items that were floating around the room suddenly dropped to the ground. Bruce looked around the room before looking back over at Dick. His chest was rising and falling very quickly as sweat ran down his face. His blue eyes were wide and he jumped slightly when he felt a hand upon his arm.

"Ow!'' said Dick and looked down at his bandaged arm then up over to the hand that was upon his shoulder. Dick inhaled sharply and winced when he moved his arm. He glanced around the room quickly, taking the room in. Dick looked down on the bed he was sitting on and rubbed his hand over the blanket. He pressed his hand down and smiled slightly, he hasn't been in a real bed in so long, he had forgotten how comfy and soft they were. Dick looked up at Bruce and in a very quick moment, using his speedster abilities, which he didn't mean to use, rushed forward throwing his arms around Bruce's neck and laid his head down. Bruce's eyes widen but then he relaxed and wrapped his arms lightly around Dick.

"It's okay'' whispered Bruce and he could feel Dick nodding his head against him. Bruce smiled and pulled Dick slightly more so into his chest, "Everything thing is going to be alright Dick.''