A/N I'm glad you liked the last chapter. I needed to add some fun randomness and I was listening to my iPod and that's what came of it.
"De ce nu-mi spui tu frate?" (Why did you not tell me brother?) Theresa asked as she put the finishing touches on her painting.
"Nu știu ce vorbesc," (I do not know what you speak of,) Richard responded. "De ce schimbarea bruscă a fratelui?" (Why the sudden change to brother?)
"Când am dat seama că mă iubești ca nu mai mult de o sora sau verișoara am trecut," (When I realised that you love me as no more than a sister or cousin I switched,) she replied quietly.
"Ce vrei să spui?" (What do you mean?) He asked confusion clear on his face along with a touch of fear in his eyes.
"Nu cred că la tine în mod diferit, consider că încă te fratele meu, dar as vrea sa fi pur și simplu mi-ai spus, mai degrabă decât să continue șarada," (I do not think of you any differently, I still consider you my brother, but I wish you had simply told me rather than continuing the charade,) she answered while placing a hand on his shoulder. "Ar trebui să știi că, odată cu părinții tăi, mama mea și mătușa Silvana angajamentul nostru a murit." (You should know that with your parents, my mother and Aunty Silvana our engagement died.)
"Ce vrei să spui?" (What are you talking about?)
"Ar trebui să mergem după el, eu cred că el simte la fel," (You should go after him, I believe he feels the same way,) she said turning the painting so that Richard could see. There clear as day was Richard kissing Wally in what looked like Mt Justice. They were wearing civies and Richards sunglasses were in his hand. His other hand was on the back of Wally's neck and Wally's hands were on his waist. It looked so beautiful and serene that Dick had a hard time looking away. The love emanating from the figures was spectacular.
"Deci, tu nu mă urăști sau mă găsești dezgustător?" (So, you do not hate me? Or find me disgusting?) He asked, ducking his head.
She lifted his chin with her pointer finger and kissed his cheek, "Niciodată." (Never.)
"Multumesc sora" (Thank-you sister) he whispered, wrapping his arms around her and holding her tight.
"Aceasta nu este o problemă, mă îndoiesc că cineva ar gândi la tine în mod diferit," (It is not a problem, I doubt anyone would think of you any differently,) she answered rubbing his back softly. "De fapt, aș fi dispus să pariez Bruce deja știe și este doar de așteptare pentru tine să-i spui când ești gata." (In fact I would be willing to bet Bruce already knows and is just waiting for you to tell him when you are ready.)
"Vrei să vii cu mine, cred că am nevoie să-i spun, dar am nevoie de sprijin moral." (Would you come with me, I think I need to tell him, but I need the moral support.)
"Desigur, eu sunt chiar aici." (Of course, I am right here.)
"Multumesc." (Thank-you.)
As they walked down the stairs Dick saw Alfred to the side.
"Hey Alfred, where's Bruce?"
"Master Bruce is in the cave sir," Alfred answered smiling.
"Thanks," Dick answered grabbing Theresa's hand and guiding her toward the batcave.
"Finally?" Alfred asked as they approached the edge of the room.
"Finally," she answered.
"Good for you Master Richard," Alfred called after them.
As they approached a piano in the east wing Richard ran ahead and played a seemingly random set of notes. This made a book case in the wall spin around revealing an elevator which they then entered. When they got to the bottom Theresa's jaw dropped.
"Welcome to the batcave," Richard said gesturing around him.
"Wow," Theresa breathes.
"Hey Dick, Theresa," Bruce said, sliding out from under the batmobile.
"Hello Bruce," Theresa answered.
"Hey Bruce, I have something I need to tell you," Dick said stepping into the cave.
Bruce looked at Theresa and she nodded from behind Richard.
"Okay, come sit over here and we can chat he said, sitting on the leather couch and patting the seat beside him.
"Okay," Dick said sitting softly. "Ummm, I'm... gay."
"Thank-you for finally telling me, I appreciate your honesty. However I have known for quite a while. I've been waiting for you to ask Wally out, or Wally to ask you out. Honestly that's why I never really worried too much about him knowing your identity," Bruce said putting a hand on Dick's shoulder.
"So, you're okay with it," he asked quietly.
"Of course son," Bruce said, pulling his son into a hug.
