Hey, sorry for the long wait. Finalssssssssssssss. But here it is.

Mr. Harrison didn't ask to see Tim's binder (or any of the class' binder, for that matter) until the following week. That was great for Tim, because he had this thing where the order of the photos should be perfect and it was so great that he wrote on the film and not the plastic over it. Flipping through his binder, he double checked for any mistake he might have made. They weren't really mistakes because there was no right order but Tim was just weird so they looked like mistakes. He just barely flipped to the last page when Mr. Harrison called him to his desk.

"Tim? Could I see your binder please?"

Closing his binder, Tim slowly got up and walked over to Mr. Harrison's desk.

Handing over his binder was like handing over a precious gem only it was one of those booby trap gems that if its' moved, everything would collapse and- Tim really needed to stop freaking out, it was just a bind- Jason's picture was in there.

Mr. Harrison flipped through every page to count his photos, checking the last page in the corner with a sharpie. Before he closed the binder, he squinted a bit at Jason's picture.

"Who is that?"

"Um."

"He looks so familiar."

"Familiar?"

"He looks like s student I used to have."

"Really." Genuinely curious, Tim leaned against the desk eager to hear more. "What happened to him?"

"Well, he went to school here and then one day he just stopped coming. I didn't hear from him again after that. His friends say he moved. He was one of my best students."

"Do you remember what his name was?"

"Don't talk to me like I'm old, Tim. But no, his name escapes me. I only had him for a few months, he was a transfer student."

Tim glanced back at Jason's picture. "And you think the guy in my picture might be him."

"I'm not sure, he just looks familiar."

"Well…" Tim started as he took his open binder from Mr. Harrison. He was going to regret this but whatever. "Does Jason sound familiar?"

His teacher's eyebrows rose. "Actually, yes. His name was Jason."

"Yeah, I know him." Tim closed his binder. "And yeah, he moved."

Jason walked into the convenience store a few blocks from Tim's school. He was in the neighborhood (working) and was hungry so he decided he'd stop for a bag of chips or something. When he handed a bill to the cashier, the door swung open and a group of kids walked in. Jason presumed they were from Gotham High and they were probably in their lunch period.

A girl with blond hair made eye contact with him and gasped. She ran towards him and Jason backed up a bit because holy shit. "Oh my god! It's you!"

"M-me?"

"Are you Jason?"

"Uh."

"You're the guy Tim was talking about, right?"

Then it clicked.

He smiled. "Are you Stephanie?"

"Yeah! He told you about me?!"

"Yeah, he told me you tried to steal my picture."

"Oh god, I swear I just wanted to see it but he was being a little secretive girl about it, ugh."

Jason laughed because Tim was acting like a secretive girl and it was kind of cute, to be honest.

"Have you taken him out? He told me you guys went out once. I'm just gonna let you know, he really has a thing for those mint chocolate things. 'Andes' or something like that. And he likes strawberries."

"Oh, I know about the strawberries. He got a milkshake last time we went out."

"He loves those, oh my god. Have you met his aunt yet?"

"Chill, Steph. We've only been out once, I haven't proposed. Jeez."

"Well when you do, she's the sweetest thing. Everyone calls her aunt Babs so yeah."

"Wait, what?"

"Aunt Babs. It's short for Barbara."

"Oh."

Babs. Babs. Tim's aunt was Babs. Everything made sense.

Tim probably lived with Bruce, but thought Bruce would freak out if he knew Tim was going on a "date" so he spent the night at Babs' house. Then he went to school and went home the next day. But then that meant that Tim was probably…

Tim was the current Robin.

"But yeah. I have to go, we only have a few minutes 'til the period's over. But I'll tell Tim I saw you."

"No, don't tell him until tomorrow. I wanna get him some Andes and surprise him later."

Play it off, Jason.

"Oh my god, that's the cutest thing. Okay, I'll wait." She walked towards her friends who were leaving and turned back to look at him. " Bye, Jason!"

"Bye, Steph." As they walked out of the store, Jason could hear them say things like 'who was that?' and 'he's so cute'. Usually Jason might smile at this because it amused him but now was not the time.

Tim was Robin. He was what Jason used to be. He was Jason's replacement. And it hurt.

Jason walked out of the store and got into his car, pulling his phone out. He needed to see Tim. He probably wouldn't even bring up the topic of Robin but everything as well as nothing made sense right now. He didn't know whether to cry or to be mad or feel nothing.

To: Tim

From: Jason

You busy after school?

Jason picked Tim up after school again that day. He took Tim to the art museum (as many places he'd been in Gotham, he'd never been to the art museum) because they had this awesome black and white film exhibit. They stayed for about an hour and ate at the McDonalds down the street because it was close. Tim, as well as Jason, had a really great time to say the least.

Tim asked Jason to drop him off at his aunt's house again.

"You should come meet my aunt."

There goes that twang in Jason's heart. "I should?"

"Yeah. She'd love you."

"I am quite loveable."

Tim rolled his eyes. "Quite humble, too."

"I didn't have any humble pie today, Tim. Cut me some slack."

"Gosh, just come meet her."

"I don't know-"

"Jason, please?" Tim begged a bit. Why was he even doing this?

Jason bit his lip almost until it bled and sighed. "Okay."

"For real?"

"Yeah."

"You're the sweetest," Tim cooed.

When Jason pulled up in front of Babs' apartment, his entire body was screaming "NO" but Tim was just like "Come on!" and he got out of the car, walking behind Tim towards the building. Tim unlocked the front door and Jason followed him up a flight of stairs. With every step he took, he wanted to just scream and run but Tim.

Fake a call.

It seemed like a good idea. But no.

Fake a call.

Jason took his cell out and texted Kori: Call me. Emergency.

Wow. This was stupid.

His phone rang and he picked up immediately. "Hello?"

"Jason? What's wrong?"

"You said what?" They both stopped on the stairs.

"I asked what's wrong-"

"Roy's hurt? Where are you guys?"

"What are you talking about, Roy's right here."

Tim looked at Jason's face with genuine concern and Jason felt so bad that he was doing this. All he could really tell himself is that he was protecting them both at the moment (was he really?).

"What hospital?"

"Jason, stop. Am I supposed to be playing along or something?"

"Yes."

"Oh. Oh!"

"I'll be there."

"Okay…"

"Bye." He hit 'end' and looked up at Tim who was a few steps above him.

"What's wrong?"

"Roy's hurt." Everything Jason said was acid in his mouth at this point.

"Do you need to go?" Tim said, quietly. Jason knew Tim was upset.

He was such an idiot.

"Yes."

He stepped closer to Tim and kissed his lips, not really knowing how this was supposed to be fixing anything but at least he kissed him. Pulling away, he began to walk down the stairs.

"I'm sorry, Tim,"

For being a little bitch.

"It's fine. Do what you have to do. I'll see you later."

"Goodnight."

"Night."

Jason ran down the stairs, glancing at the building before he jumped in the car and drove away.

He called Kori back right away.

"Jason, what happened?"

"First, I'm sorry. Second, I think I met the new Robin."

"What?!"

"Jeez, Kori. I'm such an idiot."

"Jason."

"I seriously am. His name is Tim and I called you so I could get out of seeing Babs."

"Oh my god."

"I'm such an idiot."

I'm sorry this was so bad omg.