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Chapter 2

"What Happened to You?"

BANG!

With the sound of a bullet ringing in his ear, Dick thought he was dead. His life just flashed before his eyes. Then he felt this burning pain in his right cheek. He slowly opened his eyes and touched his cheek. Tim had shot the gun, and it barely grazed his cheek.

Tim just stood their laughing hysterically. His laughing soon then turned to crying and he dropped the gun and fell to his knees. Dick kept his hands up and moved slowly towards Tim. He knelt down in front of the shaking teen and put his hands on Tim's shoulders.

"Shhhh, it's ok Tim." he brought him into a hug. "It's ok." Tim's crying was just hysterical whimpering now.

"Let me take him."The Joker and Harley had vanished. Bruce took Tim in his arms and they left. Tim laid crying in the back seat of the bat mobile.

"He's getting dehydrated." Cassandra pointed out Tim's excessive crying.

"I know. He may need to be sedated so he can calm down." said Bruce.

"Yes sir." The drive home was long and silent. Except for Tim's crying in the back seat. Cassandra had sedated him before they even got out of the car. Bruce then laid him on one of the beds in the bat cave for Alfred to look over him.

"My word. The poor boy. It appears he was tazed and beaten with a crow bar. It also appears he hasn't really eaten well or slept properly." Tim did look terrible. He looked like he was down about twenty pounds in a month.

"It had to be a crow bar." Dick moaned.

"What about the laughing? Was he poisoned?" asked Cassandra.

"It's possible. He will need a blood test to make sure. He is sweating a lot which could point towards his body trying to get rid of the toxin." said Alfred.

"Will he be alright?" asked Dick.

"Physically yes, but I fear for his mental state." sighed Alfred.

TWO DAYS LATER

"Damian, will you stop poking me? I am not your toy." Tim groaned. Damian jumped back. He was not expecting Tim to wake up.

"I didn't know you would wake up."

""Well I am up. So back away slowly." he groaned again.

"You can't push me about Drake. Especially in your condition."

"Whatever, at least do a brother a solid and get me some water." Tim moaned.

"What should I?" asked Damian. Tim grabbed Damian by the shirt and growled.

"Just go away." he growled.

"Wow, the Joker did do a number on you Drake." Damian scampered off and Tim moaned. He rolled over on his side.

"Laugh Birdboy laugh!" Tim cringed.

"Tim?" he heard a familiar voice behind him so he rolled over. Dick had walked in. "How are you feeling?" He sat by Tim's bed.

"Fine, how long was I out?" he asked.

"For two days. Do you remember what happened before that?" Tim looked at the healing cut on Dicks cheek.

"Please Tim, it's me." Dick said gently.

"Hehehehehe." Tim's hands started shaking.

"Shoot him!" The Joker yelled.

"Hehehehehehhahahahaha." Tim started panicking. Tears started down his cheeks.

"Please Tim, you have to focus. It's ok."

"Hahahahahahahaha." he started hyperventilating.

BANG!

Tim POV

"Tim? You still with me bud?" Dick asked. He waved his hands in front of my face.

"What? Oh ya I'm here." I looked away.

"You ok?" he asked.

"Ya I'm fine." I sighed. "Sorry about your cheek."

"Crap, so you do remember." Dick sighed sadly. I just shrugged. "So, do you remember anything else? Like what happened with the Joker?"

"Smile bird boy!" The Joker swung again and nailed me right in the rib cage.

"Now now, I thought the second boy blunder was more fun then this. He at least had some attitude in him. If I didn't know better I would guess you already gave up."

"Ughhhh." I moaned.

"But that isn't the case now is it?" the Joker swung again.

"Tim? Tim?" Dick waved his hands again.

"Oh what? Sorry."

"Tim, you know you can talk to me. Whatever happened with the Joker."

"Dick, I'm fine. Nothing to worry about. I just need some sleep." I was hoping he would fall for that or take a hint and he will come back later.

"Alright, whatever you say." Dick left and I laid back down. I really didn't want to close my eyes. I've had enough nightmares so far.

Dick POV

I knew Tim was lying to me. But I also knew that he may need a little space. He did just wake up no more then ten or so minutes ago. I couldn't begin to imagine what the Joker could have done to him. It's like what happened to Jason. I can't begin to think about what happened to him. I really couldn't say I understand, because I don't. All I want is for my little brother to be ok.

"How is he?" Barbara, Cassandra, and Damian caught me upstairs.

"He remembers that he shot me in the face. Which at the moment is not a good start to things."

"Poor kid." Barbara sighed.

"Now that's two Robins that the Joker tortured." said Cassandra.

"He's not going to be as screwed up as Todd now is he?" asked Damian.

"Damian!" Barbara, Cassandra, and myself growled.

"Sorry." Damian whispered.

"I guess we will never know yet. I mean it's been six years since Jason came back from the grave and he's just now on good speaking terms with the rest of us." said Barbara.

"I know. We just have to wait and see. Tim seemed a little spacey to me at the moment." said Dick. My phone soon vibrated in my pocket. "Excuse me."I walked off and answered the phone. It was Jason. He's in Bludhaven for me while I'm here.

"Hey, how's the kid?" asked Jason.

"He's awake, but I'm not sure about ok."

"What happened?"

"The Joker some how morphed him into a mini Joker. He was laughing like an idiot and held a gun at me."

"Shit."

"Ya, and I think it took the better half of his sanity to not kill me. Because he did shoot but it barely grazed my cheek."

"Ohhh That Joker." Jason growled.

"I know." I sighed.

"Do you need me to come back?" asked Jason.

"I'm not sure at the moment."

"Well I got to beat it man and hey, if you need me to baby sit mini Joker, just call."

"Thanks Jay."

"Sure." click. I put the phone back in my pocket and groaned. I slid down the wall and to the floor. Oh Tim, what has he done to you?