Chapter 4: Healing

AN: Sorry this is late again! T.T I keep getting writer's block on all of my stories! *sobs* I'm still working on my others! I promise! This weekend is going to be a little busy, but I'll get them out as soon as I can! Thanks again for all the favs, alerts, and reviews! Love you all!


Wally sighs heavily, meeting up with Roy in the dimly lit hallway close to their rooms.

"Is he still awake?" Roy asks the speedster. They had been checking on the bird in shifts every few hours. Wally nods as Roy crosses his arms, frowning. It was now midnight and Dick showed no signs of sleeping.

"What was he doing? The last time I checked on him, he was reading."

"He was going over mission reports from the League on his laptop. He's going over everything, analyzing his decisions."

"Those little shits have no idea what they've done. Now he's going to question every move he's made. Do they have ANY idea how long it took us to build up his confidence?" Roy growls.

"I just wish he would see in himself what we do…he's always so caring for others, but he has no self worth."

"It's a delicate process. As much as I want to, we can't just shake some sense into him." The archer eyes him before slowly smirking. "You should spend some more time with him." Wally raises an eyebrow.

"I do that anyway."

"No. You don't get it. Dick's always had a crush on you, but never made a move because he's never known if you felt the same. Judging by your actions earlier, you like him too." Wally blushes, looking away from his best friend.

"If he's liked me for so long, why didn't he say something?"

"He didn't want to ruin your friendship."

"He's talked to you about this?"

"He's never had to. You see, Dick is a tricky one when it comes to feelings. I had no idea he liked me until he kissed me. But, now that I know what to look for, it's obvious."

"Care to share that knowledge?"

"Nope." Roy smirks, leaning against the wall. "This will be good for him. He needs you right now. Judging by what happened, he won't make the first move. It's going to have to be you. It doesn't even have to be a kiss…something subtle will do." Wally pouts, sending the archer a glare.

"Why the hell do you have to be so cryptic?"

"You'll know when to make your move. I'm not going to hold your hand. Grow some balls and claim him." With that, Roy walks off towards him room, leaving the speedster gaping after him.

"Asshole!" He grumbles before stalking off to his own room.


Tim glances over to Cyborg, pausing his typing. "Why is your Robin so touchy when it comes to Batman?" He asks curiously. Cyborg sighs, stretching out his arms lazily.

"I'm not sure if he would want me to tell you…"

"Who am I going to tell? I'm not even from this universe."

"True." Cyborg chuckles. "Well, they had a huge fight after Rob got shot on patrol. Bats wound up firing him and banning him from the city. Robin came here to Jump and met us...we've been a team ever since." Tim's eyebrows knit thoughtfully.

"Our original Robin went through something similar…though, the results were very different…with this outcome, you would think he would wind up nicer…our Robin went through much more turmoil and turned out much more social."

"Don't over-analyze it too much. You're going to give yourself an aneurism." Jason snickers from behind them. Tim turns around to glare at him irritatedly.

"I'm just observing the differences in universes."

"Whatever, geek. Just get us back."

"What happened? Did Beast Boy beat you at video games?" Tim sneers, causing Jason's eye to twitch in annoyance. "Hah. Knew it."

"Shut it, Replacement." Jason grumbles as Tim resumes his work.

"Go find someone else to bother. I'm busy." Tim hisses, making a shooing motion at Jason. Cyborg raises an eyebrow as Jason flips him off before making his way back to the sofa.

"You two don't get along."

"The three of us don't, really. Nightwing is the one who holds us together." Tim notes the teen's confused expression and clarifies. "Nightwing is our version of your Robin."

"Ah…Robin does have a tendency of holding us together as well…even though he can be grumpy."

"Guess some things don't change." Tim's lips quirk up slightly before he gets back to work.


A few hours later, Wally walks into Dick's room and frowns, seeing the empty bed. He checks his watch, his frown deepening. It was three in the morning. The bird should have been asleep. Acting on a hunch, the speedster makes his way to the downstairs study. It was where Dick always went when he couldn't sleep. In the study, the fireplace was lit. Standing in front of the fire was Dick with a blanket wrapped around his shoulders for warmth. Instead of emanating happiness like he normally did, the eldest bird seemed to be enveloped in misery and gloom as he stared into the flames.

"Can't sleep?" Wally asks, knowing the bird was already aware of his presence.

"I keep replaying what they said…I know it was because they were angry, but they had a point…I was a terrible brother to Jason…Tim, I wasn't really around for…and I can't help but feel as though I've failed Damian as well…" Wally walks up to him and pulls him into a hug.

"You didn't fail them. You did the best you could with the hand you were dealt. You can't blame yourself for their personality quirks. I have every intention on kicking their asses when they get back for making you question yourself." Dick sighs, relaxing in the speedster's hold slightly. "Didn't you have a party planned for the League? Clark and Diana are coming back from an off-world mission soon…everyone is expecting you to be there."

"I almost forgot…" Dick mumbles into Wally's shirt.

"That's why you have us." The speedster smiles warmly, tilting Dick's chin up to force the bird to look at him. "You know we'll always be here for you…to catch you when you fall…and to help you stand back up…you're surrounded by people who love you and will do anything for you…never forget that, Dick. Don't ever forget how special you are." Dick's eyes water slightly as he looks into the ginger's emerald eyes. Wally reaches down and gently brushes away a stray tear from the bird's cheek. Dick lets out a shaky breath before leaning up and capturing the speedster's waiting lips. Wally doesn't respond right away, but as soon as he feels Dick tangle his hands in his ginger hair, he responds tenfold, fighting for dominance, nipping at the bird's lips. The acrobat jumps, wrapping his legs around the speedster's waist, the blanket falling to the ground, forgotten. Wally grabs Dick's ass, helping to keep the bird up as he stumbles back, his back slamming against the wall. From the doorway, Roy smirks before heading back to his room. Did he forget to tell Wally what a sex-fiend Dick was? Oops~. He snickers, leaving the lovebirds to have their fun.


Damian glances over at the pale teen next to him curiously. She glances up at him before back down at her book. He sighs, leaning back in the chair. His eyes widen as another book suddenly appears on the table and a pale hand pushes it towards him. He nods gratefully, picking it up, and skimming through it.

"Booyah! We got it!" Cyborg suddenly cheers, causing the occupants in the room to jump, aside from Tim.

"Finally." Jason mumbles, tossing the controller on the ground as 'Game Over' flashes in bright red letters on the screen. Beast Boy snickers, having won yet again as the birds start to make their way over to the computer.

"We found a way to create another Boom Tube to get back." Tim explains as Cyborg smirks beside him.

"We only had to hack Watchtower to figure it out. No biggie."

"Did you leave any trace? The last thing we need is the League coming down on us for not coming to them first." Robin hisses as he enters the room again.

"I know how to hide my tracks, thank you. This isn't the first time I've hacked them." Tim mutters, crossing his arms. "We found a way back. You should be happy about that."

"SourBird is never happy." Jason jeers, grinning as the teen mentioned glares daggers at him. "Oh, get over yourself."

"Stop making a scene, Hood. We do want to get out of here in the near future." Damian grumbles, elbowing Jason in the ribs as he passes. "How long until it's functional?"

"A few more seconds." Tim states, making some last second adjustments on the computer. A bright light suddenly blinds them all, followed by a portal appearing in front of them.

"I'd say it's been a pleasure, but it's been anything but." Jason grumbles, making his way to the portal.

"I apologize for their barbaric behavior. Thank you all for your hospitality." Tim amends, dragging Damian through the portal before the little demon could say anything further.


FN: told you I had to add a bit of Wally/Dick fluffiness! X3 and yay! The boys are back! Though, it's probably not really a good thing for them :/ until next time~!