EDIT: TW MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH

Dick stared into the case where Damian's suit was. He touched the glass as a tear trailed down his face. He wished he could've saved him. Damian was more friendly than anyone who wasn't him would understand. 'Demon Spawn' wasn't right. Damian was an angel when he wanted to be. 'Replacement.' So what? He was the best God damn replacement he'd seen in a while. "I'm sorry," he whispered, slipping down to his knees. Tears came faster than he knew. He missed him more than any of the others could comprehend. His little brother was gone.

"Dick?" Jason asked seeing him on his knees crying his eyes out. 

"Ja-Jason?" he replied getting up quickly and wiping the tears away. 

"You miss him don't you?" he asked. Dick nodded tearing up again. 

"Come here ya big baby," he said, hugging Dick.

"I should've saved him. He was so young and now he's gone," he whispered.

"It's okay Grayson," a voice spoke out. The pair whipped around and saw Damian in white robes. Behind him was Bruce and Tim, smiling fondly at him. Jason smiled a little, not letting himself get swept up in the moment. "D-Damian?" Dick asked, crying silently. 

"Who else?" Damian replied.

"I'm so sorry!" The older exclaimed hugging him tightly. 

"I'm back now, don't cry. Just calm down," he told him. 

"Never do that shit again!" They were all quite shocked by Dick's use of colorful language. Normally his vocabulary didn't go that far so it showed how messed up he was. "Okay, just stop crying. It wasn't that big of a deal."

"That big of a deal? Damian we lost you, I lost my little brother, my partner in crime." He pulled away with teary eyes. "I missed you too Grayson," Damian replied, a tear falling from his eyes. Dick smiled and laughed, lifting Damian up and hugging him. "Father stop him smothering me before I die again!" They just laughed. Dick had his little ray of sunshine back and so did Damian.