Bruce was grinding his teeth as he pushed the bike so go faster, faster. And in his head all he could hear the last words they had said to each other.

"Jason! You sent him into shock! He would have talked,"

"He deserved it, they all do,"

"That's not how we do things,"

"Then maybe you should find yourself a new Robin,"

"I'll do what needs to be done,"

No. Bruce doesn't want a new Robin. He wants Jason by his side. He wants him to be okay. He wants to see his son again. So he drove faster. When he finally reached the building after dropping the bike who knows we're in the snow he could hear the ticking. God no. He tried the door. Something was heavy inside.

"Jason!" He called, praying he was even awake.

"Bruce?" He heard it through the door. He didn't know how but he heard the quiet voice full of disbelief and dread. He was right on the other side leaning against it.

"Bruce,"

"Jason! Jason, I need you to move ok! Quickly ok Jason do you hear me?"

There was shuffling and pained grunts as the boy moved. Bruce heard the beeping get quicker. He kicked in the door and it flew a few feet before banging onto the cold ground but it was unimportant because Jason was right inside the door. Broken, bloody but alive. He wrapped his body and his cape around the boy right before the blast and the light. Then there was nothing.

As the filth subsided the boy opened his eyes to look. To look at what happened. That when he noticed the arm around his hips, the lifeless body of Batman beneath him. Oh god. Oh god no. The boy laid his head on his chest, tried his pulse. Nothing. And then the boy cried. His hands clutched the fabric of the suit. His head lay in his chest willing him to come back to him. How could he? How could he sacrifice himself for him? The boys shoulders shook. The Batman had died so his Robin could live. And Jason was he one who paid for it. He was alive, but he paid for it.

What would Alfred say? Dick? Barbra? What would they say when they realized that Jason was the reason the Batman was dead? That Jason has killed him. They'd send him away. He'd have to live on the streets again. He'd have nothing.

And so Jason ran. He got medical attention as soon as he could and he hid away from the supposed family he had. He had killed the Batman, and he know that sooner or later he would pay for it. He was alive but he'd pay for it.