Cassy snuggled down under the covers. Gosh she had never been in a bed this comfortable, even after living here for nearly 2 weeks she still couldn't get over how comfy it was.

After the first few days the awkwardness between her and Dick had finally gone away and it now felt like they had never left each other's side. She had even got used to being under the same roof as Bruce, he didn't faze her now, and she could see him and talk to him as she did any other person.

But despite everything, she had been here 2 weeks and she was already feeling the strain, she couldn't stay in one place too long, she hated being confined. And she was confined, she wasn't allowed to go out, tell anyone where she was. She felt like a prisoner. She couldn't understand how Dick had stayed here for 6 years after having the same travelling upbringing as her.

Sighing she settled back down into the soft pillows closing her eyes and drifting back of into sleep.

The blood curdling scream, is what really brought her out of bed. Running down the corridor she came to Dick's room, where Alfred was already standing outside.

"What's going on?" Cassandra breathed "Is he alright?" the old man nodded

"Master Richard had a nightmare, they were becoming less common but this one seems to have been worse than normal" Cassandra looked into the room to see Bruce with his arms wrapped around the young boy who was still sobbing quietly.

Nightmares. What could he dream about that would get him into this state? But then that was a stupid question. There was only one thing that could still be haunting young Dick Grayson after all these years. She knew because it still haunted her.

It was the same as every dream; I was standing on the platform of the trapeze watching my parents as they performed the daring trick without a net. I saw my mother come towards me arms out stretched waiting to catch my arms. I call out "No don't do it, it's a trap" but it was too late, the rope snapped and I can hear my mother scream my name as both she and my father fall to their deaths.

And then suddenly I'm on the ground looking up at the broken ropes. I know what I will find when I look down, I would see the broken bloody bodies of my parents. I didn't want to see it again and yet I looked anyway. Only to be shocked when I see not 2 bodies but one. First I take in the stab wounds over the chest, then the burns on the hands and then the slit across the throat. Then I look further up to see the open deadpan brown eyes half hidden by the mass of bloody pink hair.

"Cassandra" I breathed kneeling down beside her, and jump slightly as I realise she was still alive and trying to say something "What? What is it?"

"This is your fault" she said "It's all because of you….Robin!"

Dick awoke screaming, he pushed his fist into his mouth to try and silence himself but it was too late as he heard footsteps running down the hall. He must have screamed loud because it sounded like everyone in the house was running his way.

"Dick are you alright?" Bruce said entering the room, Dick couldn't even hide the tears this time, he let them pool over and he fell into his father's arms.

"She said it was my fault they were dead" he breathed Bruce shushed him.

"It's not your fault, you know that and so does she. No one blames you Dick. We're going to get to the bottom of this and find whoever did this" Bruce heard Alfred talking to Cassandra outside the room. Her presence in this house seemed to be what had made Dick's dreams resurface.

The next morning Dick walked into the kitchen to find it empty apart from Cassie sitting at the counter with a mug of coffee.

"Morning" he said sitting opposite her, she looked up and smiled at him

"Feeling better?"

"Ah you heard" He replied sheepishly, sweeping his ebony bangs from his face

"Yeh, I heard. It's alright there's no reason to look so embarrassed. Everyone has nightmares" she said trying to comfort him, but he shook his head

"Yeh but not everyone's nightmares wake up half of Gotham" there were a few moments of silence before Dick continued "You have nightmares?"

"Sometimes" she admitted into her coffee mug "Sometimes it's the night of the accident…sometimes they're strange. They're so clear they're like memories…but they aren't mine"

Dick looked at her with a frown as her own face held a look of frustration.

"You think they might be memories from before?" Cassandra's eyes flicked up. The two teens had met when they were both 5 years old, John and Mary Grayson had found a young child wandering around the circus grounds after hours. They sent out a report throughout Gotham to try and find who she was or who she belonged too. When no missing persons report came up, they decided to keep her. The child had no memory of her past or of her family. She only knew her name, but no one ever found any relatives or any history on the girl.

"I dunno, I hope not. But if they are, I hope I never fully remember" she smiled at him sadly.

"Anyway" she said standing up "What do you recon the chances of Bruce letting me make an errand are?"
"Slim to none" said Dick joining her the sink "He's not letting either of us out until the movement is caught, why what do you need?"

"Nothing" said Cassie too quickly "I'm just fed up of being cooped up is all" Dick touched her arm kindly

"It won't be long now, I promise we will find answers" Cassie nodded and watched as her friend elft the room, her hand moving into her pocket as she fingered the empty pill box. This game was becoming more and more dangerous. And she was playing right on the edge.

Dick looked to either side of him before descending down the secret lift to the Bat cave.

"I thought I told you not to come down here until we settled this, just because I said it's not too much of a problem if your friend discovers us doesn't mean I want to hand it to her on a plate" said Batman not turning round to look at his ward.

"Chill Bruce, she was the other side of the mansion" he lent against the control panel

"So what do you need?"

"I want to call Wally; it's been 2 weeks since I left Mount Justice in that state and I haven't had any contact with him or any of the team apart from you telling Canary to tell them I was ok and needed rest".

Batman looked at him with a glare. It wasn't an angry glare it was more of an "I'm thinking over your request" kind of glare.

"We don't know what kind of equipment this movement has they could be bugging the lines" he turned back to the screen and task at hand.

"Then let me go and see him as Robin" Dick failed to see his mistake until it was too late

"Who else would you go to see Kid Flash as?" the Dark knight lifted an eyebrow as Dick stumbled on his next words.

"I uhh well you know it was a figure off….how long have you known?"

"Pretty much since you told him your real name" Robin groaned, there was no keeping anything away from Batman.

"So will you let me go and see him?" Batman thought over this for a while

"Fine but you can't let Cassandra see you leave and you must go as Robin, I don't want Dick Grayson on the streets until the bounty on his head is gone do you understand?"

Dick nodded and turned to leave but hesitated.

"You can't keep us locked away from the world for much longer Bruce; I've got Robin as a break out. Cassandra doesn't have anything. She's like a caged bird, she needs to fly free. If you keep her caged for too long. She will find a way out"

At that the boy wonder left into the night.

A/N Hey everyone, sorry its taken me so long to update this story, i've just been so busy lately. for those of you who care, i've been given the all clear on my ribs! yay! anyway i'm in a bit of indesision about where to take this story. Does everyone want to know Cassandra's secret now (ish) or right at the end? review and let me know what you all think, the highest amount of...lets call them votes...will the the story i go for. TTFN Karin x