The following chapter takes place during the horrifying events of Forever Evil.
"Master Bruce, I believe it would be wise to turn on the television." Alfred says and Bruce and I sit in the lounge room with Cass, Tim, Steph and Jason.
"We are the Crime Sydicate." A figure looking remarkably like superman says. "And we send a message to the Justice League." A woman who looks just like Diana in a black jumpsuit slinks up.
"You are not untouchable. And we are here to prove it." A light illuminates a red and black body.
"Dick?!" I scream. Oh my god, he looks so beaten and bloody already. What're they going to do to him?!
They electrocute Dick. They beat him. They slam him against concrete. They do unspeakable things to him. But then they break the line.

The one that I know know is called Ultraman, peels off Dick's cracked mask. No. No. No! His black eyes look even bigger than before.
"This bomb will connect itself to NightWing. Soon, your whole world will burn."
It's all I can do to stare at Dick. He's not unconscious, but his face flickers in and out of the living world.
Bruce disappeared hours ago. I have no idea what's happened to him.
"Any last words?" Superwoman sneers.
"...Babs." He croaks. "Te iubesc." No! They can't kill him! He's Dick Grayson! He can't die! He can't! Just as the bomb reaches one minute, the screen turns to static.

The next minute is the longest in my life.

The world doesn't burn. But my life does. The only way that bomb could've been disabled was by killing Dick. And that's exactly what whoever saved the world did.

The funeral is held two weeks later. There's no point in hiding his identity now. Not anymore.
We leave him in his uniform as we bury him. Dinah and Helena hug me tightly, and Charlie keeps muttering to herself. Steph can't even stand, and Tim is trying to comfort her. Jay is pretending not to be sobbing on an iron bench. Damian isn't even trying his tough act. Bruce is cradling him like a baby by Dick's grave. And I just cry and cry and cry. We didn't even officially date. Not since he came back. I didn't tell him I loved him before he left.
Don't think of him.
But I take a terrible risk.
And I do think of him.
And it hurts to think of him. I look at his body through teary eyes.

Dick Grayson.
I miss you so damn much.