Rather than heading back to Freeland now that Gizmo was locked up, Anissa decided to hang around in Bludhaven for a little while longer, though she was avoiding the Tower. Which was probably stupid considering that for years she'd called it home. But no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't let go of the past. She couldn't let what happened to Hank go.

Which was why she was currently standing in a cemetery in Bludhaven, standing over a grave that read Hank Hall.

"Miss you Hank. Things haven't been the same without you. I haven't been the same since we lost you. Dick reformed the Titans and just like before, Dawn followed him right into the line of fire. Mari's busy working with an even bigger team that makes what we did look like nothing. The Justice League. My dad's a member of it. And there's nothing I'd like more to work with him and Mari and all the other greats like Superman, but neither of them will give me a chance and I know why. Because while everyone else is living in the present, I am still stuck in the night we lost you. Which makes being here even harder. I know what happened wasn't Dick's fault, but I can't change how I feel, seeing what your death did to us." Anissa said.

"And it haunts me everyday, Anissa." Dick said as he walked up behind her.

"How'd you know I was here?" Anissa asked, even though they both knew that was a stupid question.

"I don't need to be a detective to know you, Anissa. We were friends. And I know that you never come here without visiting Hank." Dick said.

"Have you ever come to see him?" Anissa asked.

"At least once a week. It used to be a reminder of why I said I'd never give the Titans another shot." Dick said.

"And now." Anissa asked.

"Now all I think about is what Hank would say if he knew we threw in the towel because of him." Dick said and they both couldn't help but laugh at that.

"He'd tell us to grow the hell up. He's a grown ass man who knew the risks and doesn't regret what happened." Anissa said.

"After giving me a noogie and calling all of us quitters." Dick said.

"He really was the heart of the team." Anissa said.

"Which is probably why we fell apart when we lost him. Though now that I think about it, he'd be pissed about that." Dick said.

"True." Anissa said as she sniffed a bit trying to wipe away tears as good memories from her life as a Titan slipped through the cracks of the walls she'd built.

"You okay?" Dick asked.

"I've been angry for so long, it's exhausting, but at the same time I don't know how to stop being angry." Anissa said.

"I know a bit about that. It's how I felt after my parents were killed. I think that's part of why Batman took me in. He saw my rage and wanted to help me find a way to channel it." Dick said.

"And I'd say he did a good job with that, considering what you became. Definitely the golden son. The only one of his kids who ranks the same as you is your sister the Huntress." Anissa said and Dick chuckled.

"I think the current Robin could get there, but the Red Hood is definitely the black sheep of the Bat family." Dick admitted.

"Maybe someday Jason will find his way back." Anissa said.

"I hope so." Dick said.

"Dick, focus on all the good you've done. A lot of people are alive because of what you started." Anissa said.

"Because of what we all started together. And maybe it's time for you to come home." Dick said.

"I thought my home was in Freeland. That if I ran back there and more importantly, away from here, I could run away from the pain of what happened, but I was wrong. And I'm tired of holding a grudge over something that seems silly now." Anissa said.

"Does that mean what I hope it means?" Dick asked.

"Thunder is back with the Titans. If you'll take me, that is." Anissa said and Dick smiled.

"Of course we do. Welcome back Anissa." Dick said as Anissa actually hugged them, neither aware of the evil force that was watching over them.

"She's conquered her darkness and is no longer a suitable anchor for our master." a hooded figure said to another from where they were lurking in the shadows.

"True. But she was a long shot anyways. Besides, I believe we may have found a more suitable anchor. One filled with even more rage and darkness than Thunder. The perfect instrument to bring our master back to this world. We have plans to make." the other hooded figure said and the first one nodded as they took their leave.