This is apart of my Parent AU. :D Goes with the other stories I've posted, but this one will be multi-chapter.

Anyway, I hope you all like it, and dont be afraid to tell me what you think. :3

"Look at me, Dick." Jason cupped Dick's face in his hands, "Don't look back, keep your eyes on me." his hands were trembling, and he hoped Dick did not not notice how scared he really was.

"I..." Dick was biting down on his lip, it was obvious he was in a lot of pain and trying his best not to cry out.

The ceiling had caved in and a large portion of it collapsed over Dick, he tried to move out of the way but was not fast enough. Nightwing and Red Hood had teamed up that night to go up against a group of men that were selling and trading illegal weapons and drugs. Realizing they were about to be caught, the men set off bombs, and the abandoned building began to fall apart. They pair tried to escape, but the flying debris cut them up badly and the bombs went off so fast.

Jason felt stupid for not checking the place for any explosives before they investigated, and he was doing all he could to keep from falling apart. He had to focus on Dick or else post-traumatic stress from when he died would creep back up and he would have a panic attack. In the back of his mind he could see the bright flares of explosions, and feel the numbing burns roll up and down his body. He had to appear calm, stay in the present, and stay focused. Not only that, but Dick had to focus on him or else he would go into shock.

"I called Batman." Jason told him, holding his hand against the side of Nightwing's face to keep his head from looking back. There was so much blood, and Jason was not sure what part of Dick's lower half was still there. One leg was visible, but only from the shin down. "He'll come get us." the Red Hood promised with only a drop of uncertainty.

Dick was pale, he was trembling and tired. He wanted to see what happened, what fell on him and why he could not stand up. He wanted to know why Jason was telling him not to look back.

"Hey, you know what tomorrow is right?" Jason questioned, doing all he can to try and keep Dick awake.

"Yeah..." Dick managed to speak, but the word came out in one fast breath.

"What happens, tell me." Jason continued.

"We have to..." Dick let out an uncomfortable grunt, "We...our son, we have to pick him up from the hospital..."

"Yeah." Jason nodded. They had adopted a baby boy from a mother that did not want to have anything to do with the child or the them. She did not even want to see Jason or Dick, did not want to know who they are or where they are living. Yesterday she had given birth to a baby boy, and because she did not want to see Jason or Dick they were not there when he was born. They did receive a phone call and an order of when to pick him up. "You know, he still doesn't have a name."

"True..."

"Let's think of something while we wait." Jason hopped that the distraction of trying to think of a name for their son was going to enough to keep Dick awake and talking.

"Ummm..." Dick's eye lids began to feel heavy, and his vision was beginning to blur.

"No, no, no, no, Richard stay awake." Jason was starting to breakdown, he knew if Dick lost consciousness he might not ever wake up. "Please don't fall asleep, come on, our baby needs a name."

Dick stared blankly at Jason for a few moment and he thought his lover was gone, then with a quivering voice he weakly spoke a name, "Icarus."

"Icarus?" Jason repeated. "That kid who's wings burned and he fell into the ocean?"

"Yea..." Dick breathed, "Because...because..." his face was ashen, he was seeing spots and there was a ringing in his ears.

"Richard!" Jason shouted, he felt that by calling him by his real name that he would respond more. "Stay the fuck awake!"

For the first time since he was a little kid, Jason needed Bruce to be there. He needed Batman to come and take Dick to the cave or the hospital because he was dying.

Dick let out a long moan, his eyes were fluttering and he desperately was trying to keep them open. "I'm tryin..."

"I love you." Jason told him. "I love you, so much, and please...please don't leave me."

"Can't go anywhere..." Dick joked, "Love you too much...to...leave."

In the distance, Jason heard a gasp, he twisted around and saw Red Robin sliding down a pile of rubble. The boy must have gotten in through a cracked window or a opening, "Found them," he spoke into his link, and then called to his injured comrade, "Nightwing, Batman is outside." he dashed to his fallen brother, "They're going to be in here at any moment." he knelt at Dick's side and clasped his hand. "You're going to be okay."

As Tim finished speaking, Dick passed out. A flood of panic flowed through Jason, he clasped a hand over his mouth to keep the nausea from going out of control. "He's alive right, Tim?" His voice was shaking.

Tim felt for a pulse on Dick's neck, "Yeah, there's a faint pulse..."

Even though Dick was alive, did not mean that everything was going to be okay. Jason fell to his knees. He could hear Tim speaking really fast, but Jason was not paying any attention to whatever he was saying. All he could focus on was the fact that Dick was dying, and there was nothing he could do. He was useless.

Jason heard stomps running in from behind him, but did not bother looking up. One pair of feet stopped directly in front of hm, and the other continued on to were Dick and Tim were. An arm wrapped around him, and if he was his usual self he would have snapped at it.

Not now, though.

Now he needed a gentle, soft touch.

Jason's eyes glanced up, and he easily recognized who was trying to lend him some comfort. Batgirl, Stephanie Brown. "We've got it under control," she promised him, and pulled out a gauze pad to wipe the blood that was dripping down form Jason's hair line. She glanced over at Bruce and Tim, as the were beginning to remove parts of the ceiling. "Let me take you outside."

"I can't leave him."

"Every thing is going to be fine," she wrapped an arm around him, to help him stand up on his feet, "Can you stand?"
"I think so."

Stephanie guided Jason into a hole in the wall that her and Batman had made. The fresh air was nauseating, Jason collapsed again and began vomiting. Damian had barely arrived on his motorcycle, he quickly peered at Jason then at Batgirl, "Is...Is Grayson okay?"

Saying nothing, Stephanie shook her head. Damian tossed his helmet down and dashed into the building.

"He's going to die, isn't he?" Jason chocked, after he finished heaving.

"I -" she paused to listen to what they were saying on the link, then said, "There is too much blood, and to much damage to take him back to cave. They're going to take him to the hospital, and we can meet them them there, okay?"

"Okay."

Dick was in surgery, and had been for the last few hours. Jason was feeling nervous and upset at the same time. As day light began to come, he realized that he was going to have to pick up the baby on his own.

"Jason?"

He looked up and saw Barbra in front of him, "I believe you have an appointment a few floors up."

"I do." Jason sighed, "I'm just nervous, and Dick is..."

"Dick is probably going to lose his leg."