I woke up suddenly and sat up quickly, regretting it almost immediately as pain flooded through me. I squeezed my eyes tightly shut until it subsided and looked down to see all my wounds had been patched up, my right arm in a cast. Great. That'll take forever to heal. I looked around the room I was in, it was massive, red curtains covered the huge windows and I sat in a comfy bed in the centre of the room. I looked at a clock that was opposite me, it was late afternoon. With great effort I managed to get out of bed. I limped over to the door and opened it to reveal an incredibly long hallway with many doors.

"Okay, I'm already lost" I whispered to myself. I headed left, following my gut instinct, I was wearing white cotton shorts, bruises littered my bare legs but it did not seem like I had broken any bones in them thankfully. My ribs however were another story, the mere act of breathing was fairly painful. Finally I came to a dead end. I scratched my head, this place was huge, I was pretty sure that I was in the Wayne manor if my faint memory served me right.

"Ah, should you be up?" A voice said suddenly and I whipped around to face them. It was a boy who looked a little younger than Jason with blue eyes and black hair. He was also a fair bit shorter than Jason was. His eyes stared at me, concern flickering in them as if he was worried that I would collapse at any moment.

"Where's Jason?" I all but demanded in a tone that was a bit harsher than I intended.

The boy's brow creased a little at the mention of Jason before he replied;

"Downstairs, brooding in the lounge I presume, I'm Tim Drake by the way." He extended his hand and I stared at it cautiously before extending my uninjured hand to shake his.

"I'm Violet" I said, "Can you show me to him?" I was getting extremely nervous without Jason, all I wanted was to get out of this strange place.

Tim smiled at me, "sure, follow me." He started to walk in the opposite direction and I followed him closely, trying not to lose him within the many halls of this manor. It was painful to walk but Tim had obviously adjusted his pace so that I could keep up.

"Wait that demon child isn't down there is he?" I asked suddenly, not wanting to come face to face with that shorty in my current condition. Tim laughed at me.

"Demon child? I'm assuming you mean Damian, no he's not home at the moment so your safe."

I nodded to myself and as we reached the stairs he turned to me suddenly.

"So… before we go down, I'm curious, just how does one actively becomes close with Todd, I mean I'm sure you've noticed, he's a bit of a loner."

I looked away from Tim staring down the stairs, "He helped me when I needed it most and with nothing left in my own life for me I followed him."

Tim studied me closely; I felt his eyes on me for a moment before he nodded slowly and began to walk down the stairs, keeping his pace slow so I could keep up. Pain shot up my legs with every step but I refused to allow it to get to me.

Finally we entered a dark room where a figure sat in the corner in a chair, his legs sat up on the coffee table.

"Seriously Todd? Turn on the light, its pitch black in here." Todd muttered, rolling his eye as he switched the lights on.

"It helps me think." Jason growled back and then turned to us. Upon seeing me he jumped up.

"Violet! Why are you up, you should be resting." He said, worry flooding into his voice. I caught a look of surprise appear on Tim's face, apparently he wasn't used to seeing Jason worried and really neither was I.

"How long was I out?" I inquired thoughtfully, wondering how truly bad my injuries were to make Jason worry like this.

"Three days. God Violet you scared the shit out of me. I thought I might lose you." Jason shook his head and then suddenly seemed to become aware of Tim in the room and all emotion faded from his face leaving only a grim expression.

"I'm fine now anyway thanks… I'm surprised you got Bruce to come and help though." I said as I thought back to that night. I was definitely going to have some hellish nightmares from now on.

"I didn't have a choice. There was no way I would have found you in time by myself." Jason shrugged, I saw frustration on his face, he definitely hated the idea of owing Bruce.

"Where is Bruce anyway?" I asked feeling weird being in his manor but not yet seeing him.

"Right here." A deep voice said behind me causing me to jump and I turned around to see the one and only Bruce Wayne.

"Now that you're awake, I think it's time we have a talk" Bruce said, frowning slightly, he motioned for me to sit over at the couch next to Jason, intimidated by his presence I immediately limped my way over to sit next to Jason. I immediately felt more at ease when my arm brushed his familiar leather jacket and his scent came over me.

Jason rolled his eyes, "There's nothing to say" he muttered under his breath, crossing his arm and looking away from Bruce. Bruce stood silently staring intently at Jason who in turn stubbornly refused to look back. Tim who was standing against a nearby wall, arms folded, coughed awkwardly which seemed to snap Bruce out of it and he turned towards me, realising he would be getting nothing from Jason. I felt intimidated by his gaze but I couldn't help but stare right back.

"So Miss Adams, do you want to tell me why you're running around trying to get yourself killed every night with Jason?" He said, his voice was void of all emotion.

"I'm not a child, I know how to hold my own in a fight, what happened with a Joker… what happened with Joker was just a stupid mistake." I said steadily, there was no way he would scare me out of this, I had made my choice. There was no going back.

"Mistake? You're calling this a mistake? You nearly died because you stupidly went to investigate a place I told you two not to." He growled at me and I sat there in silence, saying nothing, it was however, Jason who chose to talk next.

"We don't need to take this crap from you Bruce, come on Violet we should get back to my apartment." Standing up, he grabbed my uninjured arm and helped me up and pulled me in the direction of the door.

I heard Bruce sigh before he hurriedly stepped in front of us. "Stay Jason, at least wait until she's healed. Crime alley is no place for her to be in the state she's in.

The two men stood there, Jason glaring and Bruce just looking at him looking extremely tired. After what seemed like hours Jason's shoulders relaxed.

"Fine but after that we are leaving immediately and it'll be back to how it was." Jason said reluctantly. I didn't know whether I should have felt happy or disappointed at Jason's choice. Frankly I was really just too damned sore to really care.

Bruce nodded; seemingly satisfied with the response, if I didn't know better I would guess that Bruce was glad Jason was staying.

"What the hell is going on here." A familiar voice demanded from behind Bruce who stepped out of the way to bring a disgruntled little boy standing their frowning at the group of us.

"Hey Damian" Tim said.

AN: Sorry guys for the long wait… I have had awful writers block and so many assignments, I finally managed to force myself to sit down and write something. I really do want to write a bit more with Damian and so you'll probably be seeing a fair bit more of him because aside from Jason he is my favourite robin :). Anyway please review, I guarantee the more reviews I get the quicker I write because it's so encouraging. Thanks!