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It has been two months since Jason died, and two and a half months since Joker was caught. It's the day of Jason's funeral. They were going to do it sooner, but after Barbara was paralyzed, they wanted to wait a little. There are going to be a funeral service held and then a party celebrating the life he lived.

The service for Robin is open to the public. It is to be held in Gotham, thousands have already begun lining up to mourn the hero. The streets are filled with cars trying to park to see the memorial service for Robin.

They go to a special designated space in the graveyard. Bruce, Clark, Dick, and Gordon, carry the coffin. All in uniform. Anyone of them could have lifted the coffin on their own, since it is empty, but it is symbolic.

The funeral is one of the most guarded events in Gotham's history, and one of the few places where Batman has been seen by cameras from within two hundred feet. Clark walks up to the podium to deliver the eulogy.

"Robin, was like a nephew to me… I watched him grow up," he clears his throat, "he was a good kid. And he lost the chance to be a kid, because he was murdered. He was one of the brightest, toughest kids his age and… the world lost a great hero that day. It's different for someone, like myself, to try and save the day, because I'm almost invulnerable. But Robin, he was human, and a kid, and he risked his life, and payed the ultimate sacrifice, for this city. This city which had taken so much from him.

"I think we can all learn something from him. He was a hero until the end. He died saving people, who some may say, didn't deserve to be saved. That's what a true hero does.

"A true hero tries to save the people that, no one else will bother trying to save. And by god, Robin was a good hero." A tear slips from Clark's eye. "Thank you."

The crowd claps, most of their eyes filled with water. Bruce looks at Clark and genuinely smiles for the first time in months. Clark steps down from the podium and walks back to Bruce and Dick. The next speaker began walking to the podium and Clark was surprised, but only for a second.

At the podium stood Bruce Wayne in suit and tie. But not the Bruce next to him in Batman armor, the 'Bruce Wayne' was really Martian Manhunter. Bruce starts to telepathically tell Martian Manhunter what to say.

"True heroes," J'onn begins, "are scarce in this city. Signs of hope, are even scarcer. Robin, was a signal of hope. He was a role model. He was someone kids could strive to become more like. He was a bright light in the darkness that is this city.

"That light went out when he was brutally murdered. But his sacrifice is not in vain. He continues to inspire the city, and the reception at this funeral is proof of that. He inspires us to do better. To do the right thing. To not give into darkness. He taught us that when life deals you a bad hand, you don't have to fold. Hell, you don't have to even get lucky. Make your own luck.

"He, saved me, more than once. And I owe him my life. I just wish I could've been able to tell him before he passed." A tear slips from Bruce and J'onn, simultaneously because of the mental link. J'onn steps away from the podium and walks back to his seat.

Commissioner Gordon begins walking up to the podium to speak. When he gets to the podium he begins, his voice rough, "You have heard what Robin is, but you haven't heard about the person. The first time I met this Robin, it was a almost a year after the first Robin became Nightwing," Gordon says motioning towards Dick. "He was… very different from the previous Robin, to say the least. He had this spunk and this street kid kinda charm about him.

"Well he comes onto the roof with Batman. And he looks at me and he asks, 'So, Commish which criminal's ass are we kicking today?' And I look at him and then at Batman. I have this bewildered expression that basically says 'What the hell is going on?'" Gordon says chuckling. "And then for the first time, I see Batman just stand there with an amused grin on his face.

Batman just stands there for a second and then Robin starts speaking again. And he says snapping his fingers in my face, 'Hey, Gordon.' And I just look at him and he says straight faced, "I know that you're used to talking to him, but Bats wants me to get to know everyone, and to practice my remembering skills, so you're gonna deal with me.' And then he just starts smiling like he's having a ball.

"And I look at Batman then him and I say, 'Killer Moth has broken out of prison…' and I don't even get to finish because he begins talking.

"'Are you kidding me?' He says, 'Killer Moth is lame! Why don't the police handle him? Call me when something interesting happens.' And he takes his grappling hook and jumps off the police headquarters. And I'm there confused and in the corner stands Batman who still hasn't talked.

"And I ask him, 'That's your new Robin?' And he nods, smirks, and leaves. I'm left unsure of what just happened in the pouring rain, and I just stand there for twenty minutes before Detective Bullock shows up. And he comes up and asks me why I was standing out on the roof in the rain. And I just shrug." Gordon says chuckling, fondly remembering the encounter. "That's the type of person Robin was." Gordon steps down from the podium and walks back to his seat next to Barbara.

Wally walks up to the podium and heroes begin lining up to tell stories of the fallen hero. He begins telling his story, "So a little bit of backstory, Nightwing, Red Arrow, and I are best friends. Also I will refer to Batman as Papa Bats, Big Bad Bats, or Daddy Bats. Okay, now that backstory is done, to the story. So Red Arrow, Nightwing, and I are gonna hangout in my home city of Keystone. And Nightwing shows up and he's like, 'Hey guys, sorry I'm late, but Batman wanted me to bring Robin.'

"So I respond, 'Well, if Papa Bats wants you to! So what do you wanna do?" And then my stomach growls… Actually you know what, more backstory. So I'm a speedster, and speedsters need to eat a lot, anyway back to the story. So my stomach growls, and we kind of have a tradition to go to a food place in costume and just eat, so my stomach growling kind of just means, 'it's time.'

"So we all start walking… ok I was running, but that's besides the point, to the closest food place. We get there and Robin doesn't know what's going on, and the poor kid looks puzzled, so Nightwing explains the tradition while they are walking and I get a table at the pizzeria.

"So a server comes over and, well I'm let's just say, a frequent customer, so they know my regular. Seven pizza pies. Two pepperoni, two sausage, one meatball, one chicken parmigiana, and one white. However, since there were guests, I ordered two extra pies. I don't remember what they were," Wally admits.

"Anyway, we are all eating and we are almost done. I turn around for one second," Wally waves a single finger around in the air for emphasis, "but when I turn my head back the last slice was gone. And who had it? Robin. And I told him, 'Kid, give me that slice.'

"And do you know what he said? He said, 'No thank you.' Then he ate it! But the kid was nice and next time we ate, he offered me the last slice. Ok maybe he didn't offer it. And maybe we weren't all eating together. Maybe it was just him and I just quickly ran in and stole a slice of his pizza. But, he said it was fine, and that we were good. And then he put hair dye in my shampoo making it green.

"Last time I ever stole someone else's slice of pizza. That is who Robin was, always getting the last laugh, and he was definitely determined, and had a helluva sense of humor." Wally smiles and steps away from the podium and over to his best friend and whispered something in his ear making Dick smile.

When the funeral is almost at a close, Bruce delivers the eulogy as Batman. "Robin was more than just a partner to me. He was my son. And a parent should never have to bury their child.

"Yet, here I am. I want to say that Robin died for a good cause, but I can't, because it doesn't matter what he died for. Not to me. He spent his life protecting others, and he had more of a life to live. But that chance got ripped from him.

"And I feel more sorrow than I have ever felt because of this. My son spent his life fighting for justice, and it's wasn't justice to take him from this world. But there is nothing we can do about that now. What we can do is honor his memory.

"Because he deserves to be honored. He was a protector of the weak, a guardian for the defenseless, and a hero. And he earned the title hero. Because he wasn't just a hero to the rich, but a hero to all. Rich, poor, black, white, blind, deaf, he helped everyone he could even before he was Robin. And that's why he will be remembered," Bruce finishes and steps down from the podium.

The service held at city hall took longer than expected, but nevertheless, it still ended before the party was supposed to start. The celebration is held at Wayne Manor. It was held for heroes and for very close friends. It is more casual. It is very much just a time for heroes to show up in Jason's honor. Heroes show up out of costume in polos or dress shirts without ties.

The first hero to arrive is Clark and Lois. He is wearing his normal reporter suit, minus his glasses and she is wearing a short dress. Then Barry and Iris arrive, Barry wearing a dress shirt and khakis and Iris wearing a nice dress. Most heroes followed the example set by Clark and Barry, and most heroines dressed similar to Lois and Iris.

When he sees that everyone has arrived, Bruce takes his glass and a spoon and taps the spoon to the glass making an acute sound. Once everyone looks to him he begins to speak. "Jason would've been liked this. He would've said, 'Finally Bruce you're holding a party that isn't a gala filled with snobby, obnoxious, rich people.' He never felt he fit in with that crowd, he felt at home with everyone here, the heroes," Bruce pauses and raises his glass, "To Jason."

"To Jason!" The crowd agrees simultaneously raising their glasses. Bruce stands looking over the crowd, and smiles thinking of Jason.