digi-gal-rox: well, it's going to be several chapters till it's complete, and may take a while to go on, planning to make it end in the Batman Beyond-verse... but who knows... well, don't forget to review!

Dick's POV

Emptiness

The cold wind blew againts his face. He newly cut hair stayed in it's place. He grimaced. Something was happening down below, as usual. Bludhaven, a place far worse than Gotham was his knew home. Nightwing's new home. Revealing his gliders, Nightwing flew down below where a few robbers sniggered.
"Bat's boy!" the skinny one cried out.
"I'm no one's boy," Nightwing growled, throwing him a punch.
"You don't know who you're dealing with," the leader said, dropping the bag of money.
"Funny, I should be saying that to you," Nightwing responded, knocking out another one of his henchmens. Moments later, the leader stood shocked as the last of his men was thrown aside. He started to run.
"Now this is what I'm talking about!" a young voice exclaimed, jumping in front of him.
"Wha-!" before the leader could finish his sentence, the teenager had knocked him out.
"Robin!" Nightwing pulled to a stop.
"Oh boy..."
"What the hell are you doing here?" he asked, hotly, tieing up the leader.
"Batman sent me here, I can't tell you why, but that's all I can say."
"This is my turf. If he sent you here to help me-"
"If he sent someone here to help you, it wouldn't be me. It'd be him."
"Well tell him to stay out of my territory." Nightwing growled, turning his back on the boy wonder. Robin stood still. Something was bothering him. Biting his lip nervously, he shot out his grapple and took off. Nightiwing turned around. "Why are you here?" he murmured.

Amy Rohrback appeared at his desk, an anger printed on her face.
"What's Robin doing here!" she demanded. Officer Dick Grayson grimly looked up, rubbing his eyes.
"Robin?"
"Don't play games with me, Dick. I saw you with him last night."
"I don't know what you're talking about, Amy." Dick lied.
"I know you're Nightwing," she whispered.
"Amy, I honestly don't know what you're talking about." Dick protested, putting his arms up in defence. "Even if, Gotham wouldn't be telling me why."
"Of course. You broke the Commissioner's daughter's heart." Amy frowned. Dick rubbed his temples. He knew that the energetic red head, Barbara Gordon would throw a fit. She hated being refered as the Commissioner's daughter, even though she uses it, a lot, to get into the Penguin's night club.
"She has a name, Amy." Dick sighed.
"Where is she!" a familiar voice boomed.
"Bullock?" Dick exclaimed, jumping from his chair.
"Where's the captain, Grayson?" Detective Harvey Bullock demanded, standing in front of him.
"Right here," Amy responded folding her arms.
"The Commissioner has a message. Stay out of Gotham's business. One of our villians, the Riddler is here."
"Riddler?" Dick murmured quietly.
"And I'd rather Robin handle it."
"We have Nightwing." Amy cried out.
"Yeah, and he ain't gonna bother Robin's business." Bullock narrowed his eyes.
"I'm going to have a word with the Commissioner." Amy muttered, heading to her office. Dick stood uncertainly, as Bullock stared at the young officer.
"I have advice for you, Grayson. Stay away from Barbara."
"What do you mean?"
"She's with Sam Young now." Bullock, proud of himself left the room, leaving a shocked Dick Grayson behind.

He stared at the phone, uncertainly. He debated whether or not to call home. The last time he talked to all of them, it didn't end on good terms. Finally gaining the courage, he dialed the number.
"Wayne residence." Alfred Pennyworth's voice greeted the reciever.
"Hey Al. Is Bruce is?"
"Master Richard!" Alfred beamed. "It's beeen a long time."
"Yeah. Yeah, it sure has."
"Have you called Ms. Gordon?" he asked curiously.
"No," Dick responded tightly. "So; he in or not?"
"Yes, just a moment." a long paused followed. Dick knew Bruce was arguing about not answering the phone.
"What do you want?" Bruce's voice finally came.
"I wanted to see how things were. I guess it was a mistake." Dick said tightly.
"So you ran into him."
"What do you think? The kid likes making an entrance." Dick muttered, "Why didn't you tell me that the Riddler was here?"
"It didn't concern you," Bruce muttered, "and Jim didn't want you to know."
"Great, so now he hates me." Dick frowned.
"You did hurt Barbara." Bruce pointed out, heatedly.
"How's life," Dick asked. He could feel a tight lump in his throat. Bruce Wayne wasn't known for small talk with his family, only known for talking about the lastest villian escape.
"Good. The League's been... busy."
"You're leaving Gotham to her! Alone!"

"She said she can handle it, and she has Robin." Bruce muttered hotly, "What is it you want?"
"I called to ask a question."
"Bullock told you?" Bruce asked, coldness gone.
"Yeah," Dick said quietly.
"She's happy Dick." Bruce sighed, "I've never seen her so happy."
"Why didn't she tell me?"
"To be honest, I don't know. I didn't know till their public appearance at the art exhibition." Bruce admitted,
"She didn't only keep it from you, Dick. She kept it from all of us."

Briing. 1 ring. Briing. 2 rings. Briing. 3 rings.
"Hello?" a familar voice greeted the phone. He didn't respond. "Hello?"
"Barbara,"
"Aw crap," she swore.
"O.K, maybye this was a mistake,"
"No, it's not you," she said quickly, "The popcorn exploded."
"Popcorn?"
"Yeah, babysitting my neighbours kid tonight..." she paused, "What do you want?"
"Oh... um... I had a visit from your old friend Bullock."
"Bullock?"
"Yeah, he uh... mentioned that you're with Sam..."
"And you wanted to confirm it?"
"Technically speaking, yes."
"I am... things are a bit shaky at the moment, but I am." she paused, "I'm happy." she paused again, when there was no responce. "Dick?"
"I think the green monster may pop out soon." he muttered, narrowing his eyes slightly, gripping onto the phone tightly.
"Dick..."
"Look, I'm just gonna come out straight. If I hadn't left, could there... would we..."
"I don't know," she said quietly, cutting him off. "I mean, this is you Dick. You have a dark and angry pass. If you hadn't done what you did, in the end, I may hav given up."
"Babs..."
"Look, I gotta go, we'll talk later O.K? The kid is here."
"Babs, wait!" but she had already hung up.

"Is she really happy?""Who?"
"You know who." Robin hesitated.
"Yeah, she's happy." Nightwing smiled slightly.
"I'm glad."
"You are!" Robin looked at him surprised, "I was expecting jealously, the green monster, you stomping all the way there and..." Robin trailed off. "You're happy?" Nightwing nodded uncertainly.
"Suprising, huh?"
"I'll say." a loud explosion was heard. "Is that him or him?"
"Him." Nightwing responded, "Have fun with your guy when he comes out."
"Have fun with Blockbuster."
"It's Blockbuster?"
"I thought you knew..."
"Whatever," Nightwing rolled his eyes and took off.
"You got all of that, I presumed," Robin muttered, pressing his finger to the communicator that sat in his ear comfortably.
"Naturally," a voice responded, "Get to work."
"Yes sir,"

Sighing heavily, he tossed his mask aside. He wasn't O.K. Not really anyway. He had lost her... he had lost her to some lawyer. But he couldn't risk putting her in danger. Not with an enemy like him. Blockbuster. Blockbuster had already tried taking the Titans... his friends down. He even tried to take down partner and good friend Amy. He wasn't about to take that risk again. Barbara...
"I'm sorry," he said softly. Sinking to the floor, he gripped his chest tightly. Was this pain he was feeling, jealously? Or loss? Emptiness? He wanted to be with her... but he didn't want to loose her. "God, I'm sorry, but I won't risk it." there was a knock on the door. He stared at the door warily. Who would be here... at this time of the night. Quickly changing, he made his way to the door. Who ever it was, the knocking didn't stop. He paused. Was that crying? Opening the door, he recognise the crouched figure.
"Barb!" he exclaimed, helpping her up. He looked at her confused, her eyes red with tears falling from her ice blue eyes. "Babs?"
"It's Sam," she whimpered, "Blockbuster has him." Dick froze at the sound of his enemy's name, as Barbara cried even harder in his arms.

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