Make a Move

by Shiroi Misa

Dick Grayson is cracking under the pressure of his successes and failures. Terry McGinnis just wants someone who understands what it's like to live behind a mask. But when an accident lands Terry in Dick's backyard the two become fast friends and maybe more. But what happens when Terry has to go back? A collaboration with FoREVer Nightwing. Slash Terry/Dick one sided Conner/Dick

6. Victim Exchange

Disclaimer: Still don't own young justice, Batman beyond, or any DC characters. I'm just borrowing them for a spell.

I was hoping to get this up in time for Batman Day but, oh well. I'm now glad I broke up that one big chapter because this one was a lot longer than I had planned. But I know a lot of you are worried about Tim so without any further delays on with the story.

Victim Exchange

As Terry waited outside the door that separated him from the captured Tim Drake and the Joker he wished for a lot of things. He wish he still had his stealth mode so he could infiltrate the room without being detected, he wished he had more power to his suit so that he would have the strength to fight off the mad man that lurked behind the door, he even wished he had the old man shouting orders through his com link just to give him peace of mind. He was used to fighting solo but right now he really wished he could have called for backup. This is either the bravest or the stupidest decision he had ever made, save for the first time he stole the Batsuit to try and pursue his father's killer. His every instinct was screaming at him telling him to just run in there and save the boy but the logical side of his brain was telling him he could be doing more harm than good. But it was too late to back out now. Even if he went back to Nightwing's bunker in Bludhaven he had already left clues that he was sure any member of the Bat family could easily follow.

Turning back was not an option but he really wished he could wait for backup. But there was still the risk of Batman simply shutting him down even if Nightwing didn't. He nearly jumped after hearing another string of cackles mixed in with what sounded like a scream. He hardened his resolve. Robin had already been in the hands of the Joker for three days, that was three days too many. It was time to make a move.

Silently he crept in taking his time to get the full layout of the room. If a fight broke out it was always good to know your surroundings. It was something that Bruce drilled into all of his students. It wasn't a huge surprise to find out that the room where the Joker was playing doctor in was once an operating room. All around him he could see wheeled stretchers some of them overturned, various medical instruments many of which looked like antiques and cabinets most of which were broken. This was not a good place to get caught in a fight. There were too many things lying around that could be used as weapons and who knows how many surprises the Joker had hidden. He still hadn't seen Tim Drake but he could still hear the forced laughter of the boy coming from behind a screen on the other side of the room. Terry still clung to the hope that he could just grab him and get him the hell out of there. Let the other bats take care of Mr. Happy and maybe, just maybe, he could get away with minimal damage to the time stream. Of course, when do things ever go as planned?

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Nightwing could see the lights of Gotham in the distance coming ever so closer as he raced on his motorcycle towards Arkham. He really wished he could communicate with Terry but Batman didn't want him to have access to one of their coms in case the boy turned out to be a threat and tried to hack their frequency. But even if Dick didn't think Terry was an enemy he was is still questioning the other boy's motives. Just before Dick had raced off on a false lead he had asked Terry if Tim was all right in his time and Terry just danced around the question never really giving him an answer. But if Terry really did know that something bad was going to happen to Tim why didn't he just tell them instead of running off? Was he really going after Tim to save him or did he have an ulterior motive?

Dick glanced down at his gauntlet. He literally had this new Batman's fate in his hands. He could lock up to suit until he arrived or he could unlock it giving the other vigilante a better fighting chance. He looked up again still seeing the lights of Gotham coming so tantalizingly closer but it was an illusion. Even at top speed it was still too far away from his destination. He glanced back down in his gauntlet and weighed his options. One way or another he had to make a move.

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Even without his stealth working Terry had managed to sneak behind the curtain with little trouble. The Joker was nowhere in sight but he didn't let himself relax. Even if he clung to the shadows and moved silently throughout the entire building there was still a chance he could be caught on camera. There was also no way of knowing when the Joker would be back. But right now he wasn't concerned about that, he was concerned about the young teenage boy strapped to a gurney still chuckling. Gathering up his courage he finally got up the nerve to look at the poor boy who had been a prisoner within these walls for the last three days. While he wasn't rolling on the floor in tears he still wasn't in good shape. His skin was starting to pale making the redness of his lips darken to the color of blood. A gruesome smile was trying to edge itself onto the boy's face, one that Tim was fighting all the way.

That was a good sign, thought Terry. Robin may be hurt but he hadn't lost hope or his fighting spirit. And it gave Terry the courage to put aside all of his doubts and fears about what may or may not happen. This kid was a hero and this hero deserves a chance to grow and become a legend. He crept to the side of Tim's table and started to undo the straps. "It's all right Robin, I'm getting you out of-" but his words of reassurance were cut off when he felt a hard blow to the side of his head.

Terry's ears rang as the pounding of his head kept time with his pulse. Standing before him in all his youthful horror was the Clown Prince of Crime himself wielding a large oversized mallet that was too heavy to be a prop. "Well well well, what do you have here?" The Joker said with a smile as he slowly walked over to get a look at this new player. "Too small to be the Bat with a new set of PJ's. Perhaps bird boy number one?"

Terry tried to right himself but his vision was starting to blur. The suit just didn't protect him as well when it was powered down. It was a problem that Terry didn't have to deal with too much back home which left him unprepared for the hard blow.

"No, the first boy blunder was lighter on his feet and more graceful too." He tried whacking Terry in the head again but this time he managed to move his hands in front of his face so that his head didn't take another hit. The suit protected him but it still stung. He needed to get back on his feet and quickly.

"So if you're not one of Batman's little birdies, then you must be a new player." The Joker didn't seem that enthusiastic about a new rule change in his favorite game. "I got a say you're not making a good first impression here kiddo."

Terry was ready to launch a surprise attack while the Joker's back was turned but held back as he positioned himself right next to Tim Drake. The evil clown stroked Robin's black hair which was already turning green at the roots and patted his cheek a little too hard to be affectionate. "You see Junior? Old Daddy Bats has moved on to another sidekick already. Seriously though, where does he get them all? I was originally joking about him keeping kids in the closet but now I'm not so sure."

The sidekick comment stirred up a bunch of new and old emotions for Terry. He was never a sidekick, he was Batman and he wasn't about to play down his role to anyone especially the Joker. "I'm no sidekick clown." Terry said carefully aiming a battering right at him. The Joker swerve to avoid it but when he did Terry took the opportunity to punch him in the face. The mad clown staggered back a moment before looking at Terry in a new light.

"Is that so?" The Joker now seemed more interested in him and that was fine with Terry. Anything to keep them away from Robin. "And what does good old Batman have to say about you running around with his logo on your chest? You better hope he doesn't sue."

Terry stood tall and proud but never took his eyes off his opponent. "I'm Batman." And the Joker's reaction was the only thing predictable about this night.

The Joker started to laugh openly almost doubling over. "That's the best joke I've heard in weeks. I hope you know a good lawyer." But as the clown was mocking him Terry felt the familiar rush of energy as the power flowed back to the suit. It was unlocked, everything was unlocked. "I always thought this old place drove people crazier than when they came in but I think we might just have a new world record on-" but his rant was cut off when he looked up and no longer saw what he believed to be a fake Batman. "Now where did he-OOF!" But it was caught off guard when an invisible force seemed to slam directly into him. He quickly pulled out a switchblade and swung it where he thought his unseen opponents was. Taking advantage of his opponent's confusion Terry snuck up behind the Joker and gave him a swift kick right in the ass sending the clown flying halfway across the room.

Terry switched off his stealth mode and confronted the madman face-to-face. "It wasn't a joke. Sorry if I didn't make a stellar first impression with you, allow me to fix that."

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Nightwing had arrived at almost the exact same time as Batgirl. Quickly the duo found a way in through the roof and made their way in with Nightwing leading the way. Batgirl was concerned about the younger man who she considered a surrogate little brother. She had been having a hard time getting him to talk about the death of his best friend Wally West and now that Robin was in danger she feared the stress might send him over the edge.

"How sure are you that this is where the Joker is keeping Robin?" She asked more to get an idea of his state of mind than the question itself.

"Terry left clues behind easy enough for our five-year-old to follow. They're all here, I know it." He said in an even tone voice not even bothering to turn around. Batgirl frowned not sure if his answer was sound.

"So we're trusting Terry now? No offense but he did just run off without telling us where he was going. How do you know he's not leading us into a trap?" This made Nightwing pause and he turned around. He didn't look offended or frustrated just in thought.

"I've been practically living with the guy for the past week and I know it's hard to believe but I honestly feel that he was telling the truth about coming from the future. The look in his eyes when I told him that changing too much might make it impossible for him to get back… That's not easily faked. And if all of this is true then he's taking a huge gamble for Robin's sake." The pair traveled in silence for a few moments before Batgirl said something that she had been fearing since Robin disappeared.

"Something bad happened to Robin in his time didn't it?" Nightwing sighed but kept walking.

"He certainly seemed to be implying it the way he avoided my questions." Hearing this Batgirl stopped in her tracks.

"You were asking him questions? About the future? Nightwing you know the protocol. We can't-" but he cut her off.

"I know, I know it was stupid but I just wanted to know if my little brother was going to come out this okay. I don't think I could take anymore funerals right now." He said the last line in a whisper so low she wasn't sure she had heard him.

"Nightwing I know you're worried, we all are. Batman told me the League was working on a way to try to get Terry home before Robin went missing. Let's just focus on the mission, get Robin home, and then we'll deal time traveler number two." And he went silent again as they went further into the heart of the abandoned mental hospital. She wasn't used to Dick being this silent not even on a mission. "So how far of a head start did he have? While he fought us off pretty good the first time we met I'm not sure how well he can handle the Joker with his suit powered down."

Nightwing made a move like he wanted to stop but he kept going instead. "I'm actually not too worried about that." Batgirl could tell he was sidestepping her question and she wasn't about to let him get away with that.

"And why is that?" She said already suspecting the answer.

He looked back with a slightly sheepish grin on his face. "I sort of turned his power back on."

"Oh, Nightwing." She said not bothering to hide her frustration. "I don't know whether or not to hope you're right about this kid." And that was true, as much a she wanted to find Tim finding him in the hands of the Joker after at least three days was not going to turn out well.

Suddenly they found themselves in a room with a large wall of windows facing the operating theater right below them. And after three long days of searching the hunt was finally over. They could see Robin strapped down to an operating table on the far side of the room while Terry was going head-to-head against the Joker. From what they could see Terry was gaining the upper hand but it was always tricky fighting the Joker he always had a trick or two up his sleeve. The Joker tried spraying some acid from the flower lapel in his jacket but Terry flipped back to avoid the spray. Batgirl smiled as she watched him kick his leg up and hit the Joker square in the family jewels.

"I'm starting to see why you like this guy so much." She said with a smirk on her face causing her partner to blush.

"What do you mean? I never said I liked him." He said a little too quickly.

His reaction made her smile even wider. "No but you practically did just there." This only caused the vigilante to blush even harder.

"Can we not talk about this now? We need to get Robin out of here while the Joker still distracted." And with that he practically stormed out of the room to look for a quick and easy access to the operating room below.

"Fine by me." She said following the younger vigilante out of the door. "But I reserve the right as your unofficial older sister to tease you about this later." Nightwing just rolled his eyes and singled for her to follow silently and keep an eye out. They didn't know if the Joker had henchmen or not and they hadn't seen Harley yet either. They move silently and quickly but at last they were at Tim's side.

Nightwing practically ran to his younger brother's side all the while trying to keep hidden and stays quiet. "Robin, are you okay?" It was a dumb question, it had been three days while in the hands of the Joker, of course the kid wasn't okay, but he had to know just how badly he was hurt. Tim tried to respond but all that came out with a series of chuckles and laughs even as Nightwing untied him with Batgirl acting as a lookout. But before he could get the last strap off Tim started pointing to a computer just off to the side.

Nightwing looked and saw the computer, it must be important if Tim was trying to get him to look at it. "We'll check it out buddy, let me just get you untied first." The Tim only started pointing at the computer even more frantically that he had before. Obviously this is something Tim felt could not wait. Grudgingly he singled for batgirl to try and undo the rest of the straps while he examined whatever was on the computer. "All right Robin I'll check it out just calm down we're going to get you out of here."

Hearing this Robin did seem to calm down a bit. Nightwing instinctively pull that a flash drive that he used to help with his hacking and to copy any files that might be important later. The Joker must've been in the middle of something because it was almost too easy to get into the files. But what he found made his blood run cold and his vision red. He knew the Joker was twisted but this was a new level of horror even for him. Somehow the Joker had gotten a hold of genetic manipulating chemicals and brainwashing programs and he was already attempting to use them on Tim. He couldn't help but think of Jason, his death was a violent and painful but at least he died a hero. If they hadn't gone here on time and the Joker succeeded who knows what horrors Tim would have had to have gone through. How long would it take him to recover, if he could have recovered. There was one thing he did know. Whatever it was, was so horrible that a complete stranger was willing to risk never being able to go home again in order to prevent it from coming to fruition.

Suddenly there was a strangled cry and Dick saw Terry getting zapped with something the Joker had thrown at him. Without saying a word he pulled out his escrima sticks and jumped into the fray.

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Batgirl was struggling to undo the last of the restraints that held Robin to the gurney. The old rusted belt loop was giving her some trouble. She saw Nightwing had run off to help Terry fight the Joker so she figured the other boy must've been in trouble. "This is taking too long." She said giving up on the straps and pulling out a large sharpen batarang and started to cut the last strap. Before she could finish however Tim started jerking his head violently while trying to tell her something but the Joker's venom prevented him from saying any actual words just giggles and gags. Fortunately she got the message and turned her head just in time to see Harley Quinn swinging a mallet at her head. She ducked and shoved Tim's gurney out-of-the-way keeping him out of the fight.

"Oh no you don't Bat Brat." Unfortunately she lost her batarang during the struggle but she wasn't worried since she had a lot more in her utility belt. She uses one to distract the clown girl and another to break the handle on the oversized mallet she was caring.

"Hey watch it!" Harley screamed as the head of the mallet nearly fell on her foot. Batgirl was torn between trying to get Tim loose and knocking this sad excuse for a psychiatrist into next Tuesday.

"What does the Joker want with Robin? What did he do to him?" Barbara said with a sneer while Harley smiled with a dreamy look in her face.

"Mr. J wants to add an addition to the family." Batgirl raised an eyebrow under her cowl not sure if she should take anything Harley said seriously. "Mr. J's been a little moody since Batman's been away and there was only so much I could do to keep my little puddin happy."

While batgirl knew not to be sympathetic she had seen enough domestic abuse cases to know that Harley was an exceptionally extreme case. "So you thought that adding a child into this twisted family dynamic would make everything all better?"

Harley's eyes hardened at the harshness but truthfulness of Batgirl's words. "You don't know nothin. I've never seen Mr. J more excited about anything in my life." And with that she drew up popgun from her shoulder bag and aimed it at Barbara.

Barbara knew this was no mere toy and taking a direct hit to the chest could be deadly. "He's excited to have another connection to Batman not to play house with you."

"Shut up!" she exclaimed shooting wildly missing Batgirl. "There are rough patches in every relationship but I'll make it work, you'll see." Just as Harley was about to take another shot Batgirl ran up and knocked the gun from her hands. The two girls wound up wrestling for the gun while still trading insults back and forth.

"He's just using you, you idiot."

"He needs me Bat Bitch."

"You're both psychos!"

"We're in love!"

"You're insane!"

"Potato tomata."

Harley was almost able to reach the gun but Batgirl kicked it out of her reach. Sensing she was losing the fight she decided to cheat. "Babies! Mama needs ya!"

Batgirl barely had time to brace herself as two giant hyenas came barreling around the hallway and launched themselves at her. While she was trying to deflect the worst of the blows from the ravenous animals Harley stood up and looked down at the two beasts fondly.

"You see, I make a good mother already."

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Terry couldn't believe he'd fallen for the same trick twice by the same villain. As he instinctively moved to deflect the object that the Joker had thrown at him it had opened up and clamped down on his wrist sending an electrical jolt all through system. He didn't even think that tech like this existed in this time period but maybe it was something else the Joker had stolen from Cadmus.

"You've got guts kiddo I'll give you that, and you fight dirty too, I can respect that. But you're still no Batman no matter what T-shirt you buy from Hot Topic." Terry let the Joker rant while he worked on getting the claw-like device off of his wrist.

"I don't need your approval nor do I want it. I am Batman." By now the Joker was starting to lose his patience. He picked up a large crowbar for one of the exam tables and made his way over to the future Batman.

"There is only one Batman and you're not him. You're not my Batman! You're not the one I want and you never will be!" The madman raised the crowbar over his head intending to bring it down on Terry's head but Terry was quicker. He reached up and grabbed the crowbar while wearing a highly electrified joy buzzer he had found when he was scouting the room. The Joker let out a scream as a jolt from the electricity sent him flying back.

Finally Terry was able to get the claw free from his wrist but he was still shaky. While the suit was already healing him he knew he was lucky not to have been knocked out. Fortunately now the Joker was in the same spot as him. But as always the Joker never played fair. Even while his hand was still shaking from the aftershocks he reached into his jacket and pulled out a gun but before he could even fire it was knocked out of his hands by an electrified escrima stick. Confused for a moment the Joker turned around and saw Nightwing standing behind him right before he received a punch to the face.

Terry looked up at his fellow vigilante. While he was grateful for the quick save there is there something off about the young man who he had spent the week getting to know.

"You okay?" Nightwing asked as he helped Terry to his feet.

"I'm fine." Terry responded in typical bat fashion but he felt he should be asking the same question to Nightwing.

He could see Nightwing doing a quick assessment of him and appeared satisfied for the time being. "Go help Batgirl get Robin to safety, she's duking it out with Harley right now and she could use some help."

Terry seriously doubted that Batgirl would need help fighting off Harley Quinn by herself but he supposed there could be some extra henchmen hiding out. Still, Nightwing was acting a little strange. "What about the Joker?"

"I'm going to secure him for Batman and ask him a few… questions." Nightwing said as he walked over to the Joker pulling out some zip ties. Terry was reluctant to leave, something had Nightwing on edge and if Terry had to make a guess he would say that Nightwing had learned what the Joker had intended for Tim Drake.

"Maybe I should help you out here. Batgirl's more than capable to-"

"You were the one who was so eager to take on this mission so follow it through. Complete the mission, get Robin to safety. That's an order!" The ferocity in his voice made Terry take a step back. But before he could argue back he heard Harley calling for her babies and the sounds of wild hyenas growing louder. Barbara might need that hand after all. But as he left Nightwing's side he had an ominous feeling that something horrible was about to happen.

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After triple securing the Joker with both zip ties and handcuffs Nightwing looked down at his prone form. He knew the clown was only faking sleep most likely waiting for Terry to leave. That was fine with him Dick had some questions that need answers now. And he didn't need a crowd watching.

"I know you're awake Joker. Getup, I have some questions I need to ask you." He said in a low voice while giving the Joker a swift kick in the ribs. The Joker ground but let out a small laugh smiling the whole time.

"Well if it isn't bird boy number one, good to see ya kid. I was going to come and see you next after I was finished with the replacement." Nightwing kicked again this time a little harder.

"Shut up! I said I had some questions and you're going to answer them."

"So, do you want to shut up or do you want me to answer your questions? I can't do both you know." Nightwing brought his foot back again but the Joker relented. "Alright already, sheesh you're getting more like your old man every day even if you have switchback to black and blue. Nice color choice by the way. Tall dark and brooding never really suited you."

Nightwing was slightly taken aback that the Joker would reference his time in the bat suit. It was definitely not something he wanted to do but with Bruce off world for so long Gotham city was literally going crazy. Batman's appearance every now and then was needed to keep the peace. He thought he had fooled everyone but apparently the Joker took notice.

"Did I hit a nerve? I know daddy's shoes are so hard to fill but aren't you supposed to be asking me some questions?" Dick cursed to himself. He was losing control of the situation. He needed to focus on the mission.

"I saw the schematics on your computer, I know what you were planning to do to Robin. How far in the procedure did you get?" It took a lot for him to control his anger and not automatically start punching the clown over and over again.

"Oh you peaked, you naughty boy. It was supposed to be a surprise. Once I had gone all the color out of his cheeks and turned his brain into Play-Doh I was going to invite everyone over to celebrate. You, me, Batsy, my hairdresser-" at that Nightwing did punch him in the face.

"HOW FAR DID YOU GET?!"

The Joker spat out a tooth still grinning like the maniac he was. "I see it now. I didn't believe it at first when they told me. I thought it was some fun joke but now I see."

Nightwing grabbed him and pulled him up so that they were face-to-face. "I know he hasn't been here long enough for you to have finished, but the chip, did you implanted chip?"

Now the Joker was looking at him strangely almost as if he was seeing the former boy wonder for the first time. "You've got more important things to worry about that a tiny little chip that I may or may not have inserted into Robin's brain. You know you really should laugh more, you used to laugh all the time I found it very endearing. Come to think of it I haven't heard you laugh since I killed off what's his name."

Nightwing's grip tightened but that's when he made a mistake, he got too close. The Joker nodded his head to the right triggering a small spike from one of his buttonholes. Nightwing felt a small sting in his arm where the needle had punctured and dropped the Joker to the floor. Feeling the familiar sting of Joker venom he quickly grabbed an EpiPen from his utility belt fill that the antidote and injected himself before the first giggle.

"Aww you're no fun, I was just trying to help you loosen up. Once they come for you you'll wish I had." For the first time Nightwing had noticed the Joker was hinting at something about him, not Robin.

"Stop stalling Joker you had better start answering my questions before Batman gets here." But his hopes of intimidating the Joker were only met with laughter.

"But you're not asking the right questions and if you can't ask the right questions you shall never know the secret. It's about you, something so dark that if Batman had known he never would've taken you in as his little Robin." Nightwing was quickly losing patience once again the Joker was trying to redirect and distract him from Tim's condition. Who knows could be going on within Tim's body and mind that not even Tim knew about. Nightwing walked back up to the Joker and backhanded him hard enough to see stars.

"Stop trying to distract me it won't work." It was really annoying that the Joker was still smiling even through a bloody mouth.

"Why do you want to know about Robin? Your secrets are much more interesting."

"Are you trying to blackmail me?" He said almost as if the idea sounded funny to him.

"Oh no, this secrets going to come out and I'm so looking forward to seeing the look on your face when old daddy bats finds out what you really are."

"Shut up!" Nightwing grabbed the Joker and started slamming his head into the floor. "There is nothing in my past that Batman doesn't know about. Now, one last time, did you insert the chip?"

"Once again I can't shut up and answer your question at the same time." Nightwing hit him again, harder this time. "And once again you're asking the wrong questions so you'll get nothing from me. Check the kid from top to bottom but I know in the back of your mind you always wonder if I slipped something into his psyche that could randomly go off one day. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, maybe not even for years to come but maybe one day while he's walking down the street something will go off inside his head driving him even crazier than I am. But don't worry, I'll keep a nice padded cell room right next to mine. Heck we can even be roomies. Laughing away into the night, like father, like son. Doesn't that sound like-gag"

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The fight with Harley Quinn and her crazy pets had ended quicker than Terry had anticipated. Somehow he and Batgirl had wound up each fighting a hyena and Harley was too afraid of hitting her babies to take a shot at them. But just when they had managed to knock out the beasts an angry Harley was ready to attack when they heard an unexpected "thunk" and the clown girl went cross eyed and fell to the floor. Standing behind her was Robin holding up a bedpan of all things. The boy had used Batgirl's discarded batarang to free himself and get the drop on the Joker's Hench girl.

There was still a smile on his face but he was no longer laughing hysterically which meant that the Joker venom was finally starting to wear off. Batgirl rushed over to him asking if he needed the antidote, but Robin shook his head saying that the worst of it was over. He was still a bit weak not having been allowed to walk the last few days but with a little support he was managing. But despite how weak Tim Drake still locked Terry couldn't help but smile. The kid was a fighter and he hadn't been broken by the Joker. They had all the Joker's notes so they should be able to undo the damage already done. And since Terry knew where the Joker had placed the microchip on the Tim Drake of his time Terry knew where to look. If it was already there is a simple procedure to take it out and now they wouldn't be surprised later down the road. But they were going to have to deal with this once Batman arrived.

"Nice move with the bedpan kid. You think I could get the old man to teach me or it is only something that he shows to his Robins?" Terry said putting an arm underneath Tim's shoulders to help support him. Tim let out involuntary laugh and immediately cringed.

"Please don't make me laugh." Terry just shrugged.

"Sorry, I'm used to the boss telling me I'm not funny." This caused Tim to giggle a little more but this time he had it under control.

All things considered today was going really well, much better than Terry had expected. He had done it, he had saved Robin from a terrible fate and he knew he had made the right decision. But right now Terry was trying not to think about the now altered timeline and that he might never be able to see his family again. It was like Nightwing said, just focus on the mission. He'll freak out about it later.

He had almost forgotten about his concerns for Nightwing until he heard Batgirl shout, "Nightwing! WHAT YOU DOING? STOP!" He raced around the corner as quickly as he could while supporting Tim. But when he arrived at the scene he stopped in his tracks. This wasn't supposed to happen, it couldn't be happening, but it was. Only a few feet away from them was a bound Joker with Nightwing kneeling over him, his hands clenching tightly around the villain's throat.

To be continued…

Next time: Will the bat clan stop Nightwing from making a terrible mistake? Is it really a mistake? Should they really stop him? Find out next time: same bat time, same bat channel.

Please Read and Review –Shiroi Misa