Disclaimer: Don't own Young Justice or the song at the beginning.

Warning: SLASH Wally/Dick, Kid Flash/Robin. Kidnap, Murder and rape mentions (Though nothing graphic)


Wish You Were Here

(by: Avril Lavigne)

You're always there, you're everywhere

But right now I wish you were here

Damn, damn, damn

What I'd do to have you here, here, here

I wish you were here


Dick, woke with a start, he still wasn't used to waking up in that room. He still wondered where he was every morning for at least a minute before remembering it all. How long had he been there? Was it as much as he thought?

He knew Bruce would come, he knew he was looking for him. Bruce wouldn't give up on him, he would search until he found him. He may not be his real father but Dick knew they had become a family since Bruce adopted him. He also knew that his boyfriend was probably extremely worried for him. Dick had to get out of there, he had to apologize to Wally for making him worry, for getting himself in danger when he knew that Wally's heart would scream in pain whenever he saw Dick hurt.

He had to stay strong for the people that trusted him. Everybody thought of him as a hero, he couldn't let that be taken away from him, the team was counting on him to go back. The league, the other superheroes, they would all expect him to keep his act together…like Batman would.

He knew all of that and yet, he was failing them. He had cried so many times, he couldn't be called a hero anymore, he didn't belong in the league anymore. He had let fear beat him and make him beg for mercy, he wouldn't be able to look at Bruce in the eyes. He had let the man do what he wanted with him, he wouldn't be able to kiss or hug Wally anymore. He was a disappointment to them all. He kept wondering if maybe they should just give up on him, he wasn't worth it anymore. He had tried to fight the man and had failed. He had tried to escape without success, and everyday he cried for longer at night.

The man kept him at some kind of basement. It was like a whole house underneath and a luxurious one at that. He had his own room, with a white carpet, painted light blue and full of stuffed toys. He had to stay there most of the day the door was locked and there were limited things that he could use to try to open it and all his attempts had failed anyways. The room was big enough but seemed like one an 8 year old might have, or someone even younger. The room had a bathroom attached, so he only went outside to eat.

The man that had took him liked to make him eat at the table with him. Of course he was under constant observation while he went out and into his room, he hadn't been able to check for any escape routes besides the obvious trapdoor that was always locked and unreachable to him, at least while the man was watching him so intently.

He hadn't been able to reach any phones either, the man, who he was supposed to call William (though Robin was pretty sure that wasn't his name) only had a cell phone and had it in his room, only he knew where, though. Dick also had a TV in his room but it was only turned on at nights when 'William' came in and put on the evening news. It seemed like he did it only to bother him, it was always footage on the league's attempts at stopping criminals, usually they won at the end, but sometimes the man would just turn it off while they would be losing, it depended on his mood.

The most painful ones had been the ones the Young Justice team fought. Wally looked tired and got hit the most. He seemed slower, he barely managed to contain his tears when his boyfriend was thrown around, obviously he was getting weaker. His bright outfit showed how he was losing weight, he was pale and he took longer in getting up when he was hit.

Dick's guilt grew, seeing what his stubbornness was doing to his boyfriend, if only he could go back, he would never leave Wally's room. He would never fight against him, and he wouldn't slap Wally's hand away as he reached for his cheek, how he craved the gentle touch right now.

Batman wasn't faring any better either, Dick had only seen him on certain occasions though. He seemed distracted when he fought. Bruce would look away many times, Dick didn't know what made him look away, but it had caused many new bruises on the dark knight. How he wished he was there to help, to back up his mentor and help him avoid those hits. He missed them both so much…

Every night he pulled the biggest plushy on his room, a huge bear that covered half the bed. He laid next to it and pulled its soft, stuffed arms around himself. Usually he imagined it was Bruce, comforting him after the pain, like when he was younger and had nightmares. Pretending he could hide in his adoptive father's arms. He would sing softly to himself imaging Bruce's voice singing 'Danny's song', like when he was 9 and got hurt on a mission.

He was scared that Batman would finally walk in, only to find his lifeless body. He was worried for Bruce's reaction if that happened. It would break Bruce's heart, and Dick knew it, it was one of the reasons why he was trying to keep himself sane, to keep himself from giving into the madness that was slowly forcing itself upon him.

The bear sometimes would be Wally instead, when he was trying to escape his thoughts during the day. He would place the bear against a wall and lean with his back against the bear, the stuffed arms around his middle, like Wally held him whenever they were leaning against a tree and looking up at the stars. He would remember all the fun he had with his boyfriend, all the dates and the laughs they shared and for a moment he could pretend this wasn't happening, he could believe his boyfriend was holding him again.

Dick knew the red head wouldn't hug him again when he knew what he had lived through this time. What had been done to him. That's why he never imagined his boyfriend hugging him after William used him, he knew the redhead wouldn't even touch him after that, he didn't deserve the comfort. Bruce may love him after all of this stopped, but Wally wouldn't. He would realize how dirty he was, how disgusting he had become. Wally was so pure, so beautiful and perfect…he wouldn't want anything to do with Dick anymore. No one would…


Where could he be?

No one could hide from the Justice League for that long…they had searched for two long months, and his son was still missing. Batman couldn't feel like more of a failure at that moment, he had failed his son, the only person that truly mattered to him. He was losing another family, he had been given another try at loving someone, and it was slowly fading…he had ruined it, he hadn't protected Dick enough.

They had already figured three of the sociopath's fake identities, the ones he had used so he could buy or rent hiding places, but they were still far from catching him…they were starting to lose hope. Bruce knew Dick was still alive, he could feel it in his heart. Dick was a fighter, he was a soldier, he wouldn't give up so easily, but how could he explain that to the other leaguers?

They had been searching everywhere they could think of, every hero searching on their own city, and then through Gotham. He had discovered the man lurking around in any mission where civilians had been close enough to whatch the dynamic duo in action. The man stood between the audience, always looking almost unblinkingly at Dick's form. Bruce kept wondering if maybe this wouldn't have happened if he hadn't let Dick become Robin. If he hadn't agreed and let him fight crime, then this would've never happened, Dick would be fine now. But then again, Dick had such a strong desire for justice, he knew that he would never been able to say no.

They had searched all the houses, apartments and warehouses the man had ever acquired, but until then, they hadn't found a trace of Robin. He didn't know if it was good or bad news, since all they had found was blood and sometimes bodies, that belonged to the victims.

Bruce knew his son was suffering though all this time, and that made him work even harder, he had to stop his son's pain, to save him like Dick was expecting him to. He couldn't sleep until he got his son back, he only rested when he collapsed out of exhaustion and even that was only when Alfred researched instead of him. He was thinking of new places they hadn't searched yet, new theories where they could find him. Dick plagued his thoughts all day long. Even when in battle, any hint of red and he'd look that way, thinking Dick was there, hoping it was with him.

"Hey Bats, we went to the warehouse you told us, we didn't find anything, not even furniture. We took some samples on the floor and stuff, but I don't think he ever used it. We scouted the surroundings and asked the owner, but he didn't know anything we didn't about who rented it." Flash had suddenly appeared next to him. Kid Flash standing a little behind him, he was staring sadly at one of Robin's costume. The Bat-cave had a pod with one of each of their costumes ready, in case they needed it fast.

"I'm trying to see if the ID is legal or if the prints matches any of the other identities we have discovere-" Batman was interrupted as his cell phone rang, which was weird since he hadn't been receiving any calls lately. He had told his company (and the media) he was taking a trip with Dick. That way the world didn't have to know he was missing and he would have more time to search for Dick.

"Bruce Wayne" Bruce answered gruffly, he didn't like to be interrupted.

"B-Bruce?" He stopped typing, astounded by the voice on the phone.

"Dick? Dick are you okay? Where are you?" Bruce stood up from his place in front of the computer. He saw the two speedsters look at him, Wally looked ready to cry.

"I-I'm not sure. There's no windows, it's like a basement…" Bruce felt his throat tighten, at hearing his son's voice so weak.

"Hang on I'll trace it. Just hang on…" He managed to choke out as he fought with the urge to cry. He moved to go back to his computer and saw Kid Flash looking at him desperately from where he was standing a little further away. He held out his cell phone to the yellow clad hero who looked at him confused but soon zipped forward and took it as Bruce started typing on his computer, trying to find the location fast.

"Dick?" Wally's voice shook as he talked.

"Wally…I missed you..." Dick's voice was still soft and tired, but it had gained a little more life. He was so happy to hear Wally's voice without the spite it always had on his nightmares.

"It's okay, we're coming to save you. We'll get there soon." Wally was trying to avoid sobbing as he tried to comfort his boyfriend. Batman was finishing tracing the call and already preparing the Batmobile.

Soon Dick's hurried voice was heard. "He's coming! I have to go…" Wally didn't have time to say anything as the phone was hung up.


A/N: Okay, I know I took a lot of time in updating (but seriously if you knew how much I usually take, you'd be sooooo relieved it's been only like…a week? I don't know…) and I'm sorry for that, I really tried, but I had a lot of trouble writing this. And little time, which is crazy because I'm in a mini vacation from school right now (only like 4 days :( ) and I thought I'd write faster, but suddenly I had less writing opportunities!

Anyway, here's Dick point of view and thoughts, and also some glimpses of what's been going on with him, but it's mostly just feelings.

Tell me what you think, okay? I'll try to update faster on the next chapter!

-XxFallingxAngelxX

P.S: I know the song in this chapter didn't have much to do with it, I mean I think it kind of does…but it's not almost literal like in the other two chapters. I guess you may think that's lame, but I just want you to think that…if I waited to hear all the songs in my ipod and in the interned so I could find one that fit perfectly, I may have taken longer updating. And I think it's a great song anyway, and it does fit enough to use it in my opinion :)