Dick's P.O.V

There's no question everyone has their own way of waking up. Today, however, mine is a little more different than most.

"[No!]"

That would be Robyn, screaming in Romany, a language that out of the people in my house, only she and I know. She has P.T.S.D O.K?

I find her, as I often do, drenched in a cold sweat. Her purple eyes stare at me.

"Some alarm clock I make." "If I were you, I wouldn't degrade myself to that particular title. Do you want to talk about it?" "It was the one on the gang war again Dick."

She's my ward. Hope's the one who calls me Dad. When I'm in the doghouse my wife, Babs, will call me Mr. Grayson. That's the complete list of residents here, in case you were wondering.

"You already know about that nightmare."

I do. She's the only one who survived that war, which clearly explains her P.T.S.D. Four of the people who died were her friends. Kelly, Will, Ben, and Sam. The only reason Robyn survived was because of her resilience. She knew that all she could do was get away and that's how she found me, badly wounded, for the first time, in person. I was all she remembered at first but, obviously, she eventually got her memories back.

Without going too much into detail, I can tell you that not all of them are the greatest. She's been through a lot more crap than just a gang war. But it's evident that she, for more than one reason, tends to feel better around me. One of the ways I can see that, right now, is because the fear in her eyes, which is a common sight, has almost disappeared.

"You O.K?"

She smiles.

"Much better, yeah. You make a good P.T.S.D prescription. In fact, you're, by far, one of the best." "I don't feel sick knowing that." "Well, I like knowing I'll never overdose on you guys." "Well, if you do, I'll just have to give you two puns, and tell you to call me in the morning." "Uh huh. I just hope I can read your handwriting Doctor." "You know I'm a cop and my handwriting is not illegible." "Both things are ones that I know as right."

Babs comes our way, an exasperated look on her face. "One more pun out of either of you..." Robyn grins. "And you'll what? Put this bird in a cage?" "You guys are so lucky I don't know what number to call for the Pun Police." "What would they lock me and Robyn up for anyway? Crime and pun-ishment?"

Hope enters the room. "You know how one day I said that I'll give you a noogie?" Well, you're going to get it."

I can see an almost fierce determination in Robyn's eyes. "Not while he's under my wings, you're not."

She shows them to us as if, in her own way, defying Hope to give me a noogie. Yeah that wing bit was more than just a pun. Robyn has a pair of robin's wings.