I apologize now if this chapter didn't come out too good. I was trying to get a perspective from Bruce and have him have a moment of angered weakness.

Ever since Dick was incapacitated, Bruce began getting more agitated and more defensive. He kept such a close eye on Dick, who was now insisting on being called Ric, that he started getting increasingly hostile. Ric would constantly sneak out and get into troubling situations. And when he returned, Ric would act like nothing happened. Bruce was having a hard time controlling him. He couldn't even stop him.

All he wanted to do was protect Dick. Since the shooting, Bruce felt increasingly guilty about it. Having seen it unfold right in front of him, Bruce was traumatized to say the least. Seeing Dick lying on a bed while Alfred treated the wound was worse. But not nearly as bad as the memory loss.

When he woke up with no memory of anything over the last decade or so. Robin. Nightwing. His family. Everything was nothing but a nonexistent blur. The only thing tying Dick to the manor was Bruce and Alfred. He could remember them taking him in after his parents' death. He remembered Bruce's absences, but could also remember Bruce being caring. Though the memory of Bruce being Batman was one of the first things that had to be mentioned, since he woke up in the cave.

That hurt Bruce. The fact that the only memories Dick had was him being a kind yet somewhat neglectful parent. Even with the explanation of him being Batman and initially doing that to find the man who killed Dick's parents.

All Bruce could do was fill Dick in on everything, and even then, it wasn't the same. As a parent, it hurt knowing that years of love and memories were gone. But sorrow wasn't the only emotion to plague Bruce. Anger as well, and it showed.

When on patrol, Batman was aggressively obsessed with finding who did this to Dick. And when he did, there was nothing that was going to stop him from beating the man. Not even Gordon could talk him out of it. And every other villain became fodder, getting beaten to a pulp. At the end of the day, they weren't his target.

KGBeast was the one responsible for this. He was the one who made this happen. He was the one who hurt his son. He was responsible for Dick's amnesia. Batman was going to find him and he would punish him.

It didn't take long for him to get a lead. Several nights of investigating and obsessing proved viable when put together. KGBeast was in Gotham, and Batman would can the whole city if that's what it took to find him. He even left Damian behind to assist Dick if need be so that he could deal with the sharp shooter.

Finding KGBeast wasn't too hard once Batman focused. And when he did find him, Batman stealthily creeped up on the sniper. When Batman was caught, he was quick to dodge every bullet and quickly uppercut KGBeast.

Punches began assaulting KGBeast as Batman released his rage. He didn't give KGBeast the chance to defend himself. When KGBeast did get a hit on, it was countered with an even harder one.

It got to the point where KGBeast lost consciousness, but Batman continued to beat him. He didn't care if he was unconscious. He didn't care how much he bleed. All Batman cared about was getting justice for Dick. With his attacker, who had intended to kill Dick, right in front of him, Batman felt a sense of burning euphoria with every punch.

"Batman stop." Superman loudly ordered as he landed beside him, keeping enough composure not to call the vigilante by name.

Batman ignored him, too caught up in his intent. Superman grabbed Batman's arm and pulled him off of the unconscious sharp shooter. Batman aggressively glared at the Kryptonian.

"Let me go." Batman gruffly ordered.

Superman refused to listen to him. He wasn't intimidated by Batman's glare or his aggressive stance. He knew exactly what this was about, and refused to believe that Batman was thinking clearly.

"Look, I get it." Superman stated. "He shot Dick, but killing him will do nothing. It won't bring his memory back."

Batman glanced at the body and back to Superman. And after taking a moment to calm down, he realized the Kryptonian had a point. It wouldn't bring Dick's memories back. It wouldn't change a damned thing. And as much as he hated it, Batman knew he had to accept that.

Superman released him when he notice that the vigilante calmed down. He was, however, ready to act if Batman charged. When that didn't happen, Superman was relieved.

"I'm sorry." Batman apologized, regretting that he had slipped up so hard.

"It's okay." Superman accepted. "Honestly, I can't say I blame you. Dick's a good kid. However, we have to have a level head with this."

"Agreed."

When Bruce returned home, he quietly checked on everyone. Alfred retired for the night. Damian was asleep with Titus resting at his bedside. All the while Tim was finishing up a project for school.

As he checked on Dick, Bruce found that he too had fallen asleep. He was curled up in bed and seemed peaceful. What surprised Bruce was what he saw on the bed. A worn elephant plush that Bruce had gotten for him a month after taking in was resting in the corner. Dick must have found it and decided to rehouse it since it had been put away for years.

It brought a nostalgic smile to Bruce's face. Even with the memory loss, it seemed that Dick still harbored his inner child. It was a small gesture that filled him with hope. That maybe everything wasn't lost.

The next chapter will hopefully be a little better. It's bargaining, has Damian, and will be a tad angsty.