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Dicks POV
I looked up at Tim descending the stairs. I noticed a bruise forming on his cheek.
"What happened?" I asked.
He just stared at me, took a deep breath, before entering the kitchen. I watched as he came out, a few moments later, with an ice pack on his cheek. Completely ignoring me, he went back to his room.
I hesitated on getting answers, but decided not to. Tim can take care of himself.
-Next day-
Tim's POV
I walked into my room and saw the demon on my bed, "Get out of my room".
"No"
"Ugh, why are you in here" I asked, getting on my laptop.
"I need your laptop" he said.
"Hell no! Go get on yours" I snapped.
"I can't. It broke" he mumbled.
"How'd you break it?" I asked.
"I may or may not have gotten mad and threw it at the wall, a few times"
"What!? That's the stupidest thing you've ever done" I said.
"Shut up, Drake!" he barked.
"You shut up, Demon!" I barked back.
He threw a dagger at me and I dodged it, I watched as it got stuck in my wall, "nice tr- ugh!" I gasped as I felt a dagger enter my shoulder.
"I'm gonna-"
"You're gonna what, hurt me, I'm their precious little baby, Drake. You hurt me, Grayson will probably kick you out, again. Besides, Father would be pretty mad if you hit his son," he said.
He was right, for the past few weeks Damian's been hurting me and I can't do anything to stop him because if I hurt him I'm the bad guy.
I pulled out the dagger and dropped it on the ground. I put my hand over the wound to stop the bleeding and went to the Batcave. When I got to the bottom of the steps, Bruce was down there, not that I was surprised. I walked into the medbay and slid down the sleeve of my shirt, until the collar reached my bicep.
Bruce walked in and I glanced at him for a second, then went back to my shoulder. I grabbed a washcloth and wet it, but before I could do anything he took it from me. He kneeled down in front of me, left hand on my shoulder, and right hand holding the washcloth. He gently cleaned the area as I leaned my head back and looked at the ceiling while gritting my teeth.
Bruce finished cleaning the blood on my shoulder and put rubbing alcohol on the washcloth, I winced, it was gonna hurt.
"Care to explain how you got injured" he asked.
"No, not really" I shook my head.
"Why not" he asked, cleaning the wound, I tensed at the burning.
"Nothing you can really do about it, I can handle it, promise" I give him a reassuring smile.
"Ok, as long as you can handle it" Bruce said, giving me a small smile in return. He picked up a needle and thread and carefully started stitching the wound.
"You know you didn't have to" I said, when he started stitching, "I can take care of it if you have anything more important to do".
"Tim, nothing's more important to me than my kids, even though I don't seem like it sometimes, I would do anything for you guys" he said, finishing up, "there all done".
"Thanks" I mumbled, pulling my sleeve up and went back to my room before he could say anything else.
Dick's POV
I passed Tim as I walked down the steps of the Batcave. I saw the stitches in his shoulder, he had a hole in his shirt.
When I got to the bottom of the steps, I saw Bruce, putting stuff away in the medbay, "what happened" I asked, walking up to him.
"I was hoping you could tell me" Bruce replied, closing the cabinet.
"I didn't even know he was hurt" I said.
"Guess the security cameras could answer all our questions" Bruce said. We made our way to the bat-computer and pulled up the security footage, "let's go back about 10 minutes".
Bruce plays the security footage from 10 minutes ago and we see Tim enter his room, shoulder perfectly fine. We look at the part of the screen that shows Tim's room and Damian's in there.
"He didn't" I whispered, "please don't tell me he did it".
"Let's see how this plays out" Bruce said and hired the volume, he's batman his security cameras have sound.
"Get out of my room" Tim said.
"No" Damian replied.
"Ugh, why are you in here" Tim asked, opening his laptop.
"I need your laptop" Damian replied.
"What, hell no, go on yours" Tim said.
"I can't, it broke" Damian mumbled, he broke it again!?
"How'd you break it" Tim asked.
"I may or may not have gotten mad and threw it at the wall, a few times" Damian said, I'll have to ask him later why he was mad.
"What!? That's the stupidest thing you've ever done" Tim said, that was mean.
"Shut up, Drake" Damian barked.
"You shut up, Demon" Tim barked back, I glared at him, Damian isn't a demon.
Damian threw a dagger at Tim and Tim dodged it, I watched as it got stuck in the wall. My eyes widened as Damian pulled out another dagger. "nice tr- ugh!" Tim said, as the dagger entered his shoulder.
"I'm gonna-" Tim starts, but Damian interrupted him.
"You're gonna what, hurt me, I'm their precious little baby, Drake. You hurt me, Grayson will probably kick you out, again, and Father would be pretty mad if you hit his son" he said. I couldn't believe Damian said that and Tim's expression showed that he actually believed him. He actually thought that we'd do that to him.
Tim pulled out the dagger and dropped it onto the ground and put his hand over the wound to stop the bleeding, then left the room.
Bruce stopped the video and looked up at me. I looked down at him, "what should we do".
"We should wait until Tim comes to one of us and says something about it. We don't know about this until he says something, but if this happens again we'll talk to both of them" Bruce said, I nodded.
"Can you go to yesterday's footage around 5" I ask and Bruce looks up the footage. We see Tim walking up the stairs with the ice pack on his cheek, "now rewind".
Bruce presses rewind and we watch as it rewinds. We see it happen in rewind Tim walking away from Damian after getting punched in the face after another argument.
Bruce and I look eye to eye again, just staring at each other, thinking the same thing, what are we going to do and how long has this been going on.
-next day-
Tim's POV
Damian and I were arguing again. He thought I took his sketchbook, which I didn't.
"Don't touch my book ever again" Damian glared, then broke my arm.
I scream as I feel and hear the bone snap. I clutch my arm to my chest and watch as Damian stomps back to his room. I go downstairs into the Batcave and enter the medbay. By the looks of it, it was a clean break, thank god.
I put it in a split and leave the medbay. That's when Bruce spots me. His eyes narrow at my arm and he walks over to me, then he leads me back into the medbay. He sets me on a bed and takes off the splint. I watch his hands, occasionally glancing up at him. He poked and probed the area until I winced, he hit the spot. The break was on my left arm, same as the stitches, in between my elbow and wrist, but a little bit closer to my wrist.
"Sorry" he mumbled, wrapping his hand around my arm. His thumb caressed the area, then he put the splint back on.
"I thought you said you'd handle it" he said, sitting down next to me.
"I am, I have it under control" I said.
"No you don't" Bruce said, "what happened".
I hesitated, I wanted to tell him, but Damian would just lie his way out of the it and Dick would believe him. I looked at Bruce and gave him a small smile, "nothing".
"Ok that clearly didn't work as well as I hoped it would" Bruce said, "I wouldn't be mad at you Tim, just be careful, don't hit him too hard. You're my son too".
"How'd you find out" I asked.
"I'm Batman" Bruce replied, smiling, "and I watched the security footage from yesterday and the day before" we laughed at that.
"Ok, well, I'm going to my apartment so I could heal up without a risk of getting hurt, again" I said.
"Ok, get what you need, then go into my study" Bruce said, I nodded. I went to my room and grabbed my keys, phone, wallet and put my laptop in its case. I sling the case over my shoulder with my uninjured arm and shoulder. I make sure I'm not forgetting anything important then head to Bruce's study.
I walk in and see Damian and Dick in the center of the room, I close the door and stand next to it.
Damian glares as Dick stares at my splint, "you told them, you snitch" Damian snapped.
"I didn't tell them anything, Demon Brat" I snapped back.
"Both of you, zip it" Dick yelled, then continued in a calmer tone, "Damian, Bruce and I watched the security footage. Why'd you break Tim's arm".
"He took my book" Damian snapped again.
"I didn't take your book" I yelled.
"Stop it, both of you" Dick yelled, "Tim, did you take Damian's book".
"Yes he did" Damian snapped looking Dick in the eyes. I knew what was coming.
"Timmy, Damian cares a lot about his book. Can you just give it back to him and apologize" Dick asked, with pleading eyes.
"I didn't take his damn book," I yelled, "ugh!". I opened the door and slammed it shut on my way out, cutting off whatever Dick was going to say. Then, I got in my car and left.
Bruce's POV
I was watching everything through the camera and realized that it was a bad idea for me not to be there. I was shocked, Dick didn't believe Tim and asked him to apologize, but Tim wasn't shocked it seemed like he even expected it.
"I don't even know why you're trying, he's not going to answer" I heard Damian say, I looked up at the screen and saw Dick was on his phone.
"Damian, you don't understand" Dick said, trying again.
"Don't understand what" Damian asked.
"Whenever we get into fights and one gets in there car and leaves angry... They don't pay attention much" Dick says, trying again.
"I don't get it" Damian said.
"Bruce has a lot of money, he has many friends, but also many enemy's. People who'll do anything to hurt him, even go after his children. It happened to all of us, Bruce and I got in a fight, I got pissed and left, passed a red light , was in a coma for a few days, but I lived. Jay and I got in a fight, he took his motorcycle and it was pretty bad. We lost him a few times. I have a bad feeling about this Dami" Dick said.
That's when the phone rang.
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