When Tim awoke he couldn't tell what time it was but he knew it was morning since his curtains were open. Tim was instantly on his feet and ready to fight, he knew for a fact that he closed his curtains last night. He goes through his house searching for who could have opened his curtains.

The red and black vigilante didn't think anyone from the batfam knew where this safe house was, yet somehow his curtains were open. Tim didn't see anyone but as he was deciding on he wanted to go someone put a hand on his shoulder, causing him to tense. He grabbed the strangers hand and twisted it before flipping the person to their back, he was still holding the persons hand and twisting it back to the point it could cause dislocation until he saw who it was.

"What are you doing here Nightwing?" Tim let the older hero go since he knew that he wouldn't be able to dislocate Nightwings shoulder from that angle. He allowed the hero to get up as he glared at him.

"Good morning to you too." Dick, aka Nightwing, smiled at Tim before noticing the grim look on his little brothers face. Dick sighed, "I came to say sorry and that I want you to come home."

Tim stares at Dick surprised. He blinks before shaking his head, "No. I'm not going to come home. I'm tired of being the mistake of the family, I'm tired of being the scapegoat. Do you know what it's like to be told that you are nothing more of a replacement, or that you are nothing but weak and a tool? Do you know what it's like to be called insane for thinking your adoptive father was alive and then later prove that you were right? If you have then sure I'll go back to the manor, but until then no I'm not going back only to be thrown out of the family, again might I add, for making a mistake that any of the others could have done. I'm sorry I'm not what you guys wanted, I honestly thought you guys would be different from my parents but...I guess that was hopeful thinking." Tim glares at Dick. The oldest looks so shocked that he didn't know what to say.

Tim points to his door, "Now leave."

Dick stood there staring at Tim as if he grew a third head but then he snapped out of it, "Is that what you seriously think Timmy?"

Dick sounds angry but not at Tim, at himself and maybe at the family. Tim looks away as he slightly nods, he could feel a lump starting to form in his throat but he talks around the lump anyway.

"Who wouldn't feel like this? I mean its true but I guess I'm just tried of living in the lie that tomorrow will be different." Tim knows that he shouldn't be talking about this with Dick but he needs to get this off his chest so he went with the next best thing.

"I'm so sorry. Tim, please believe me when I say that isn't what any of us wanted to make you feel like. When Bruce had died I thought that you were just trying to cope by giving yourself false hope. I never should have called you insane or taken the Robin mantle from you. I never thought about how you felt, I was thinking about only Damian and I.

As to the mistake you made, you're right. Anyone of us could have made the mistake. Hell, anyone of us could have searched for the bomb or checked to see who else had escaped but we didn't so the blame was put on you. I'm sorry. Tim, if there is anyway that I could convince you to come home to see what Bruce actually was going to tell you I'm sure you'd change your mind." Dick said as he set his hand on his younger brothers shoulder, Dick was restraining himself from hugging Tim.

Tim looked at his older brother as he felt tears welling up in his eyes, "I don't think I'm ready. The night I left I had asked, begged even, for you to tell me what Damian said was not true but you didn't disprove him so how am I to believe that you actually mean it?"

"Because deep down you trust me. Deep down you want to come home with me and see Bruce, Alfred, Jason, and Damian again. I didn't disprove what Damian said because I wasn't actually there. I was personally disturbed by a few things Bruce and I talked about. I'm sorry I didn't speak up and defend you." Dick looked at Tim seriously. Tim gulped at the look in Dick's eyes.

"I may want to go back but I can't. I don't think I can handle walking on eggshells again. I guess if you can prove that Bruce really doesn't want to take Red Robin from me then ok, I'll go. Until then, I'm staying here." Tim crossed his arms stubbornly. Dick blinked before breaking out into a giant smile.

"Deal." Dick hugged Tim without warning causing Tim to tense before easing back and relaxing in the hug.

"Do not tell Damian anything I told you. He'll just call me weak and incompetent," Tim said as he pulled out of the hug. Dick's smile damped before coming back full force.

"I'll talk to him and see if I can get him to like you more. But I promise not to tell him." Tim nodded.

"Alright. Now leave so I can get work done." Dick didn't argue as he went to the window and slipped away. Somehow Tim knew that Dick would keep his end of the bargain but he also wasn't holding his breath since it might take awhile.