Artemis's POV

I got out of bed and started to walk to the kitchen for a glass of water when I heard a small thump. It had come from Robin's room. I was about to knock on the door to see if he was alright. But before I got the chance the door swung open.

He was in a blue hood with tights and his mask was on. That's weird, he normal wears the sunglasses when he's in civilian clothes. I was about to ask him what was going on but he walked right past me and down the hallway silently.

"Hello to you too," I muttered under my breath. Maybe I should follow him. Find out what he's up to. I looked at my watch. It was 2:50 in the freaking morning. No way I was going to do anything other than sleep.

Then again, I couldn't sleep after the nightmare of my father killing the team. Plus the way Robin looked and how he just walked by as if not noticing me. I need to make sure he is ok. I sighed following him.

Robin didn't stop walking till he was in the training room. You have got to be kidding me. It's 3 in the morning and he wants to train. Why didn't I just go back to bed?

He pressed something on his watch and two twin poles began to grow from the floor. First, why was there a hidden trapeze in our gym. Second, why the hell did Robin get out of bed at 3am to use it.

Next thing I knew he was on top of the trapeze doing flips through the air. I couldn't help but watch in awe. He looked like he was flying. Then he did three, four, five flips in a row. At first I thought he was going to fall but his finger tips just reached the bar. Then swing letting go of the bar and landing on the platform.

He put is arms in the air like he was showing off a crowded room. But there was no one other than me in here. And I did not think he noticed me standing in the shadows. "Beat that Joh-" then he seem to realize where he was. He put his face in his hands crumbling to his knees and started to cry.

No that couldn't be right. ROBIN DID NOT CRY. He's the son of Batman for god's sake. But there he was crying his whole body shaking. "I'm sorry. I should have warned you. I should have saved you." He whispered. The next part came out so quiet I wasn't sure if I hear correctly. "I should have died with you. Everyone would have been better off. No wants a charity case."

I wanted more than anything to climb up there and hug him. To tell him everything would be ok. But I couldn't. For one I was afraid of how he could react. And for two I didn't know I could tell him something that didn't seem to be true.

Then he jumped off the platform. I was afraid that he might have been trying to kill himself, but he flipped and stuck the landing. He didn't even bother to look back at the trapeze. He just pressed the button on his watch which retracted the twin poles back into the ground. He quickly wiped his tears and walked out.

After he left I sat in the darkness thinking. How did he learn to do that? And the way he cried, like he was in so much pain. How could I have never noticed it before? I realized just how little I really knew about Robin. He was 13, the son of Batman... Was he the son of Batman? I always assumed he was but now I felt so unsure for everything I thought I know about him.

I decided it was enough thinking for one morning and left the room heading for the kitchen to finally get some water. I was shocked when I found Robin in there. I though for sure he had went back to bed. I looked at my watch 3:37, the time any sane person would be in bed. I sighed walking up to him. Good thing I'm not sane.

He was typing something into his laptop, "what'ch you doing?" He didn't seem surprised to find out I was awake. He clicked the mouse, closing the tab he was in just as I peered over his shoulder.

"Apparently I'm looking at gifs of fat cat." I looked at the screen to see he was right. But what had he just closed out of?

"Why?" I asked hoping that it was early and he would mess up and tell me what he was actually doing. "Because it's more entertaining than hacking into the watch tower or A.R.G.U.S. and of course looking at gifs of fat dogs."

I should have known better than to think that he would tell me the truth. "Of course." I agreed, filling up a glass of water and taking a seat next to him.

"So why are you up?" He asked scrolling through the feed of endless cats. "I had a nightmare about my dad," I said truthfully hoping if I was honest he would be too.

"What about you?" He looked at me as if trying to decide what he should tell me. "I couldn't sleep. I-" He paused as though still trying to decide to tell me "I had a nightmare too." Then he looked back down at the computer.

"You know it's ok to have nightmare. They just prove that your still human." He still didn't look up at me. "Yeah I guess your right," he yawned, "well I guess I should be going to bed. See you in the morning," he said. I was about to correct him and say it was already morning. But by then he had shut his laptop and was already walking out of the room.

I watched him go and noticed how his body seemed to sag. I stayed in the kitchen for a little bit longer before walking back to bed too. Hopefully I could figure all this out later in the day. After I got just a bit more sleep.

A/n

I'm not even really sure why I make A/n cause I never have anything to say, but here I am again writing another A/n. And now I'm done.

See ya later... though I wouldn't actually see you... so it's more like talk to you guys later, though it's really just me talking and you reading. Assuming you don't just skip through the A/n which I really wouldn't blame you if you do. And that assuming you come back to read this so... if you do come back thanks, and if you don't that's cool too.

Hey I just realized I did come up with something to say. Cool. But now really is bye till next time I post a new chapter. Which will probably be soon, I have no life.