Batman almost walked back the way he came after entering the cave to hear his sons fighting.

After patrolling Gotham for hours and coming back with nothing, this really wasn't what he needed right now. Walking further in he spotted the two. Tim and Dick never really fought, they just had disagreements that's sometimes became a little too loud.

"For the last time Nightwing. It's physically impossible!" cried Robin resulting in Nightwing throwing his arms in the air and growling

"For the last time, don't you think I know that? But I know it's him!"

"What's going on?" Beast Boy, Blue and Lagan were stood in the kitchen watching the argument and all jumped at the new voice.

M'gann who was trying to keep the brothers separated paused to look up.

"He's crazy!" cried Robin and Batman could hear the distress in his voice "He thinks Red Hood is Jason!" Batman turned to Nightwing, he had stopped fighting against M'gann and was now looking at his father trying to decipher his thoughts.

"Is this true?" the young man nodded

"I recognised the voice, it was defiantly Jason"

"You were dreaming!" Robin was silenced as batman held up a gloved hand; he walked over to his eldest son, seeing the dark bags under his eyes, the slightly sway as he stood before him.

"You know that's not possible"

"I know. But I also know what I heard. It was his voice, I'm not crazy! He knew about my leg, he called me Birdie, he knew I was an orphan which means he knows who I am!" he was shaking; he knew what he was saying sounded mad, but he also knew he was right. But this fact frightened him the most.

Batman was getting concerned, he had never seen his son like this before, he was shaking head to foot, his breathing coming in light gasps as he rambled. He was having a panic attack.

"Nightwing calm down"

"Calm down, how can I calm down? My deceased little brother has been running around as the new Red Hood, warning me that someone is coming. And nobody will believe me, ouch" the faint pinprick stung and confused him, until he looked down and saw Batman retracting the sedative needle.

"What?" was all he could say before his knees gave way and the blackness started to creep into the vision.

He felt himself being lifted and carried away from the glaring lights of the mountains TV room to the darker halls of the dorms.

Finally realising what was going on Dick fought against the sedative, he didn't want to sleep, if he slept he would see the nightmare again.

Batman laid him down on his bed

"Rest Dickie, you're exhausted that's all this is"

"No…Bruce…" he left the room closing the door quietly behind him.

"What's going on Bats?" it was Green Arrow and Flash, they looked at him as though he had just been caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

"Nightwing has exhausted himself, he was rambling about the Red Hood being Jason" the two heroes looked sadly at their dark friend, knowing him for years meant they could hear the emotion in his voice that others would simply miss.

Meanwhile behind the door, Dick was still fighting the drug and trying to stand, but his legs wouldn't carry him, he hit the floor painfully on his metal leg; biting his bottom lip hard to stop himself from crying out.

It took a few minutes but he finally managed to crawl to the door

"Is he alright?" that was Flash

"I don't know" That was bats "I think it's starting to get too much for him, his body has been fragile since the Killer Croc incident, I'm surprised he has lasted this long and done this well, but I fear his body is coming to its limit. And maybe even his mind"

"Are you saying you think he is going crazy?" that was Green Arrow, did they really think he was crazy? That he wasn't fit to be Nightwing anymore?

"Again Arrow I don't know, I'll take him to get some tests done with Leslie in the morning. It's not in his character to place the dead in current situations. Something is defiantly wrong"

Dick listened as they walked away. They did think he was crazy; Batman was talking about getting him check, while Red Hood…Jason, was still out there. He didn't have time for this.

He had to get out!

Bats was wrong about one thing, his body wasn't at its limit. All those months of training after his leg had been destroyed hasn't made him weaker; they made him a hell of a lot stronger, he knew what it felt like to have a limb but for it not to respond the way you want. Just like the effects of the sedative, he could fight this.

Finally getting to his feet, he slowly pulled on his suit before finding his lock pick and started unlocking his door.

It took longer than he normally would, but in the circumstances Nightwing gave himself a little bit of leeway.

The corridor was deserted, the team and Batman most likely in the control room. He had to do this fast as he would only get one shot.

Walking as fast as he could towards the zeta beam, he punched in the code for Blud haven. And before Batman or anyone could stop him. He was gone.

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Nightwing had done some stupid things in his time, but this one really took the biscuit.

In his desperation to find red hood he had forgotten that by moving around and getting himself worked up he was causing his blood to move around his body faster, there for spreading the sedative faster. It would wear off quicker but that also meant it took to its full effects faster.

He had only managed to get a few blocks away from the entrance to the zeta beam before his body could not go any further; he sank to the ground as the darkness grew even closer than it had been. He felt his eyelids growing heavy and he knew he couldn't fight it any longer.

A dark figure loomed over him as he swayed between waking and sleep. The orange blur striking against the black.

The last words he heard before losing consciousness "Robin, we meet again".

A/N Its here its here the third chapter is here. And now im going to bed because i'm knackered :P Night night everybody, please review. Karin xx