Sitting on the side of his bed, Jason stared idly down at the ground as he collected his thoughts. His blue eyes flickered to the window ahead of him that allowed him to look out into Gotham. The moonlight from the full moon that night beamed light into Jason's room which allowed him to see everything clearly. The sounds from outside didn't bother Jason as he was in his own deep thoughts about the events that transpired the month before. He had wanted to kill his former mentor so bad that many nights the very thought had ate at him. He had carefully devised his plans to destroy the very man he used to look up to as a father, doing what he needed to do to get the job done.

But of course, he didn't do it. He couldn't do it.

He didn't kill the man who had taken him in and treated him as his own son.

"Bruce…" Jason said quietly.

Jason had been ready to put a bullet in the head of Bruce when they had their last face to face confrontation but Bruce had managed to talk sense into his former protégé. Saving Bruce from Scarecrow was the noble act that he hadn't regretted at all which still surprised him. He went from wanting his head on a platter to saving him from the very man he worked with the destroy Gotham City. A very ironic turn of events.

Jason looked at his red helmet that was sitting right on his nightstand beside him. He had become the Red Hood, a title he took some pride in. He finally had regained control of his thoughts, feelings, and his life in general which made him feel a bit good on the inside.

Bruce, Dick, Tim, Barbara, and Alfred were people he called family and restoring his relationship sounded like a good idea but Jason wasn't at that point to reunited with anyone just yet.

Well, everyone except Bruce and Alfred.

Jason was jerked out of his thoughts when he happened to hear someone running outside and was screaming for help. Immediately getting up and grabbing his helmet, he set out to suit up and take care of the situation going on outside his window. Living on the third floor definitely gave him a good view of anyone walking through the alleyway and he looked out of the half open window to see a man chasing a woman.

"Help me!"

Red Hood grabbed his gun, sneaked out of his window, and immediately followed the man who was after the woman.

"Who are you crying out to? Batman?" The criminal approaching the woman he had chased into a dead end in an alleyway looked around his surroundings. "I just see dingy apartment buildings around us…um…no Batman…so…" The villain took out a pocketknife and flicked the blade out. "You're mine."

"Actually, you're mine."

"What the…" The criminal had turned around to see someone with a red helmet with a red hood on their head putting their gun towards him. "Who the hell are you…what's with the stupid red helmet and hood? Your pants and your stupid knee pads make you look extremely stupid Whatever, I'll take you out soon enough!"

"Don't worry about my gear, asshole. You need to leave this woman alone or you're through."

"No. I don't talk to idiots who hide their faces inside of a red helmet…I mean you look quite ridiculous with that thing on your head. Guess I'm just going to have to each you a lesson, punk."

Red Hood simply jumped into the air to knee the criminal in his chin which sent him flying backwards and made him land on his ass. He then slammed his foot onto the criminal's chest and moved his gun closer to his face.

"Now, like I said before…you need to leave…"

"No!" The criminal managed to croak out. "Last night I almost got another girl but the stupid police were patrolling so she got away…but I promised myself that I would rob someone tonight you're not going to mess this up for me…"

Hearing the words come out the piece of crap lying on the ground beneath his foot made Red Hood snap. So, he took joy in chasing after innocent people who were defenseless? There was a solution for people like that scum.

"I'll be back, Miss," Red Hood told the woman.

The woman had been frozen in her tracks but managed to slowly nod her head as she watched Red Hood yank the man up by his neck then grapple onto the roof of the apartment buildings. She heard a bit of silence then a faint gunshot which made her gasp and jump a little out of surprise. This time around, she almost peed on herself as she heard someone land right in front of her.

"AAAHHHH!" The woman shrieked.

"Don't worry, it's just me," Red Hood said. "Are you alright?"

"Yes…" the woman said quietly. "I'd like to go home…I'm tired…just tired. Will you…will you take me home?"

Behind the helmet, Jason had frowned a little at the question that was asked of him. He had never been asked by anyone he's saved if he could take them home but when he realized that the woman he saved was indeed tired and needed to go home, he nodded his head.

"Yes, I'll take you home. Where do you live?"

"Literally five minutes from here…"

Red Hood stuck his hand out towards the woman and beckoned for her to take his hand. The woman didn't hesitate in taking his hand and holding onto his arm for dear life. He smiled a little as he began walking the woman to her apartment down the street. Before he knew it, he had asked the woman her name.

"What's your name?" he asked.

"Janet…" the woman said quietly.

Jason couldn't help but smile a bit at the woman's name simply because it starts with a J just like his name. His own named that he finally reclaimed.

"That's a pretty name."

"May I ask what yours is?"

"I…can't tell you that right now…"

"I see…I'd really would love to know who saved me tonight but I'll respect your wishes."

"In due time."

"Okay."

"I'll keep my word."

Those words brought a smile to Janet's face as she looked up at the Red Hood. She had heard of this person a few times but this was her first time seeing him for herself which made her happy as there were more saviors in Gotham.

"Right here…" Janet said as she pointed to her apartment complex.

"I'll stand here until you go inside."

"Thanks." Janet had walked up the stairs but then turned around to ask one more question. "When you had taken that guy up on the roof…I heard a gunshot…did you kill him? Or did you just…give him a warning shot or something?"

"He won't bother you again, let's just say that."

Janet nodded her head as his answer reassured her as she didn't care if the criminal lived or died.

"Thank you so much. Thank you for rescuing me. Part of me was still expecting Batman but…of course that wasn't going to happen. False hope I guess."

"I saved you and you're safe and sound about to go into your apartment so you can go to sleep."

Janet nodded in agreement as she opened the door to her apartment complex and entered into the lobby area.

"See you around," she said as the door behind her had shut.

Red Hood whipped out his grapple and began to soar through the sky to head back to his own place.

Jason stared idly at the hot water in the shower hitting his skin as he couldn't stop thinking about the woman he saved. Even though he wasn't falling in love or anything like that, she was unforgettable. He remembered her flowing dark brown wavy hair that fell above her waist that made her look like a princess, her green eyes looking at him with hope and relief when he rescued her. Even though she had been wearing a black trench coat with a pair of jeans and shoes, he knew she had been freezing her butt off and wanted to get home until she had to deal with the stupid criminal that decided to go after her. Now Jason could go to bed in peace knowing she was safe and sound now.

Even though Jason found the woman to be gorgeous, he knew he was not going to fall in love with anybody at all.

What was the point?

Jason turned off the water in the shower, stepped out to grab a towel and dried himself, then headed towards his room.

He was content with the little apartment he managed to find as he didn't want a big place anyways. Just a simple place with a kitchen, bedroom, and bathroom was just want he needed. He had been used to living in Wayne Manor but now where he laid he head was where he could stay to himself.

Alone.

Jason slipped on a pair of boxers and sweats then finally laid down in his bed. Pulling the covers up to his waist, he looked over at the red helmet sitting on his nightstand. His mind began to flash back to the day he went after Black Mask's goons and Black Mask himself. It felt good to deliver justice to the evildoers in the city as he did tonight. If he were working with Batman, he wouldn't have been able to kill the idiot who chased after the woman he met tonight.

But Jason was on his own and doing what he wanted how he wanted just as he pleased. He smiled to himself as he closed his eyes and drifted to sleep. Going to sleep was a lot easier now that he was stronger than ever as he knew exactly who he was.

Jason Peter Todd.