Red robin POV

Red robin inspects the area of a fallen staircase. He was within the building where Spider-man was hiding. While waiting for Red hood he decided to scout ahead. Using binoculars looking through the small window that seemed to act as an entrance. The room was dark with no signs of the Spider. He couldn't be sure, as the tracker had gone offline earlier. He would say it had been found, if not for the newscast of a fight easier today when the signal stopped broadcasting. Leading Red robin to believe it was damaged in the fight.

Using the grapple gun, he moved across the gap to inspect the other side. Dust was displaced by his movements. Due to the thick layering, it hadn't been used regularly, some sections had lighter dust, so it's possible its used as an emergency exit. If Spider-man found it in ruin or demolished the structure himself is unknown. However, this does show intelligence. The guy seemed to scout for suitable living arrangements. Nobody would think someone is living above the collapse. For a normal person it'd be difficult to reach, not worth it when there was cleaner places bellow with better exit points. A window and a broken staircase take time to get through, not ideal. It could leave someone trapped, without an easy escape route.

'I wouldn't choose this myself but for someone in hiding with abilities especially those like Spider-mans, it would be ideal.' The staircase was as far as he dared scout without back up. It didn't seem like the vigilantly was around but it's better to be safe than sorry. He doesn't want to give his hand away. It's possible the tracker was undetected even after the breakage. This gives them a distinct advantage. He returned outside to meet hood on a roof top overlooking the building.

Hood was already waiting. Standing in the shadows watch him work. Hood had removed his helmet wearing only his red domino mask. Smirking He drawled

"About time. Done with your looky-loo? B won't be happy that you disobeyed orders. Thought you were the good little Robin."

"I didn't stray from the objective. I only went up to the break in the staircase. You know that since you were watching my progress. Have you seen any sign of the arachnid?"

"Nope. Just you being nosey. Well you look dead, and I would know. Did you sleep at all last night?"

Red turns to Hood with an incredulous look

"I'll take that as a no. Dickybird wouldn't be happy with you."

Hood chucked as Red turned to glare at him.

"Not gunna work Replacement. I'm immune to glares. It's good, but not Batman level good."

No exchange was necessary as both the vigilantes moved back into the building to install cameras. Starting with the exit points and working outwards to the roof. They split up to cover ground more efficiently. There is already a crude set up with the odd camera in the upper levels. Homemade tech, looks like it's made from old circuit boards from outdated model computers. Still impressive that it functions as surveillance. He quickly disables it though. Hood continues to prattle into Red's ear piece. A mixture of boasting and goading comments to get a response.

Red's comm crackled "This guy has some serious nerdige around. Lives on his own, aint got nobody. Sad aint it. Reminds me of you Replacement."

Tim sigh's. 'Hood isn't exactly being difficult per say, but that doesn't mean he's cooperating either. Batman only put them together as the other options were more catastrophic. Hood and Rob would be disastrous. Ex assassin, Hood not even fully retired. There would be no regulation to their fights. Neither think through their actions, too hot headed, rash. Actions more brutal than required, they could easily step over the line. It's not like Rob would stop Hood from killing. He's more likely to hand him the knife. As destructive as that partnership is, they still can work together and get the job done. They have some kind of understanding, with the whole trying to kill me off the first chance they got, thing.'

'The partnership of Robin and myself however is much worse. The Demon Spawn hates me. A burning hatred from the first time he laid eyes on me. and I can say the feeling is mutual. Dicks tried so hard to create a relationship, or even an understanding, but to no avail. His' Tim shivers in revulsion 'brother bonding time never works if anything it creates conflict between us. It only results in arguments, only resolved with me walking away or an escalating fight. The best solution is to have me work with Hood and Damian with Batman. And in the rare case with Nightwing. Nightwing, who the brat somehow respects or likes. Couldn't be sure with that kid. Of course, me and Nightwing work well together, but he tends to patrol alone now. That leaves double up missions to B and Rob. Hood only takes the odd mission when he feels like it. Leaving me, to more often than not, go solo.

They converged outside the flat door. Red uses heat signatures to check the room, showing no signs of current occupancy, Hood picks the lock. They enter cautiously, it was a single room. Not bathroom or wash basin. Not much except a few shelves and a mattress on the floor. Seems like it used to be a private office. More enclosed than other spaces. The mattress would have been brought in by Spider-man. Red voices his thoughts.

"I don't see any drag marks on the floor. Need someone strong to lift if fully off the ground and a cross the stairway gap. Provided it was present before the mattress was added to the room. It was surprisingly clean. Very sparse but inhabited. Spider-man was using it as a more permanent residence rather than a safe house for emergency's. "

"Yeah that makes sense. It looks lived it. So, does that mean The Spiders homeless? The suit does make more sense then. Couldn't afford Kevlar and better materials than spandex. Seriously what self-respecting vigilantly would go out in that suit"

Red inspects the walls, skimming his fingers over the surface.

"Ok so he's homeless then, still he's got to have more stuff than this. Got to be a hidden compartment somewhere. What's the point of those cameras without a monitor to see them on? Check the floor boards for a loose one, I've got the walls."

His fingers find an indentation, pushing around the edges there's a hidden catch with a lock. Its easily picked and opens to reveal a safe like section in the wall. There's no monitor but inside is a damaged suit with what looks like wrist bracelets. 'It has a loaded mechanism to fire something at great speeds. Like a gun would a bullet. Most likely the weapon used to incapacitate opponents and for his web swinging abilities. Would rule that out as a power then. Could mean that sticking to walls is another gimmick. However, theses too seem faulty.' Otherwise there were three changes of clothes, but no indication to Spider-man identity. Hood interrupts

"Well that's a bust."

"Not entirely. We have camera's in place so ideally, we could get visual evidence that way. The security feed must be to a laptop or phone. There may be DNA in the clothes than could alternatively identify the man. Though it doesn't seem likely he will return here. There's only non-essentials items, easy to leave behind. This place has been abandoned or at least being avoided for a while. He's been spooked, not sure if it's the tracker or another factor at play. Either way it could be a while till Spider-man returns here." Red took a sample from the suit to inspect later.

Both their comms came to life as another signal joined the line.

"How come my little brothers get to play together and leave me uninvited" wined an immature Nightwing.

"Were working Nightwing." Red huffed, Oracle had betrayed him.

"I know Baby Bird that's the problem its without me. Little wing, talk to me. You never call, you never write."

"Fuck off Dick"

"That's not nice Hood"

"Ok. Kindly, Fuck off. That better?"

Ignoring Hood entirely "Soooo, your both coming back to the cave right. We're having a family movie night. Lil D is bored all cooped up in cave and it'd cheer him up."

"Yes of course, it would cheer up the demon brat. No one he likes better than the replacement and myself. Truly heart-warming stuff, but I'm going to have to pass. Not my kind of bondage. I would lie and say I'm busy, but I just don't want to."

"I'll sick Agent A on you little wing."

"Fuck you Dickybird. Hood out."

Hood cuts off his comm and jumps out the window. Red Robin sigh's, removes all evidence of their presence and heads back to the Bat cave.

Red Robin arrives back at the cave to find it blissfully empty. 'Hopefully this means I write up the report in peace without Dick distracting me.' He removes the cowl and sits in front of the batcomputor. 'Spider-man is definitely interesting. It's now obvious he's got very little expendable income, likely to be living in abandoned or cheap rentable buildings.' He puts the sample taken from the suit into the computer to find a DNA match on the system. He set the camera network up to record data and signal him if any movement is detected. A better reproach then watching the footage himself.

"Timmy, where's Little Wing?"

'It appears that Dick has found me, not important intergrading Damian into TV culture seems important to him. the movie night will distract him soon enough.'

"Jason decided not to join you."

"Don't you mean us."

"that would imply I am joining you."

Dick wined "Tim, common it will be fun. We can watch something you like, like Star Wars. Lil D hasn't seen that yet."

In a deadpanned expression, Tim sarcastically remarked "As tempting as that sounds, I've got work to do. So, you'll have to count me out."

"But Timmy" Dick prolonged.

"Leave him Grayson. It's irrelevant if Drake is present, there's no difference. It's not as if he wanted."

"Damian that's not nice."

"leave it Dick I told you, I'm busy. It's not like I care what the Demon brat says."

Damian responds with the typical "-TT-"

"But Tim" Dick pouted.

"go as I said I've got to finish this report and my own research to do."

Dick relents and walks upstairs with Damian just before the lift closes Tim sees Damian's smirk in a reflection and hears him remark

"It's not as if anything the simpleton find entertaining will be worth watching."

Tim sighed before carrying on typing. 'I didn't hear him respond but it's likely he reprimanded him. Not that it makes a difference.' He yawns into his hand, 'I've got a lot of work to do before tomorrow.' Tim's eyes start to droop. There's a meeting as Wayne Enterprises in the morning that he's required to attend along with Bruce. If he wants to have some kinda of cognitive ability he needs to get a few hours' sleep. Especially since he's not had more than 6 hours' total in the last week. 'Alfred would be disappointed.' Is the last conscious thought Tim had before he fell asleep at the monitor.