Anonymous asked: for the promt thing! the canon Batm]family Crossover to the Renegade Talon! Dick Universe :D

This was a ton of fun! I didn't quite get the whole Batfam in this but I did manage some of them. Maybe they'll be a follow up to this.

Summary: Nightwing and Red Hood accidentally end up in the universe next door. Takes place about a month after The Darkness Within.

Weird things happened the Nightwing on a regular basis but this was definitely new. One minute he'd been standing in Gotham a few feet away from Barbara and in the next he was in the Batcave staring at Timmy. Not the grown up Timmy that was running around as Red Robin but little tiny Tim that hadn't been Robin for very long. Tim startled, eyes widening as he took in Nightwing's costume before hitting a button on the computer console without taking his eyes away from the unexpected intruder in the cave. "Oracle," Tim said, eyes wide, "I think we have a problem. There's a intruder in the cave."

Intruder? Since when was Nightwing an intruder in the cave? At what time period was this that Tim hadn't met him yet?

"Is this a code red?" Oracle's voice replied, and that was a little strange to hear again since Barbara was Batgirl after the miracle surgery.

Tim hesitated and Nightwing commented, "I think I'm in the wrong time."

The boy's eyes narrowed and he said, "No. I think someone slipped between the gap between worlds. Not an enemy though."

"Good to know," Oracle replied. "I'll see who I can send your direction. Call if you need assistance before then." Abruptly the contact was terminated and Tim's full attention was on Nightwing.

"Wrong universe?" Nightwing asked, confused. How could he end up in the wrong universe? Who had he annoyed so badly that they would send him to a parallel universe to get rid of him? Or was this Tim's idea of a joke? Dick wasn't sure.

"I'm pretty sure," Tim told him. "Because I've never seen that uniform before in my life." Dick could only stare at Tim in blank disbelief as a motorcycle rumbled into the cave. Then he turned and got a glimpse of who Barbara, at least he was assuming Barbara was the Oracle in this universe, had sent.

Dick's new uniform had gotten pretty battered so he had pulled out the old blue one. He was pretty sure the newcomer was him, in the uniform he'd worn as Renegade, complete with claws he associated with the Court of Owls, and Dick was fairly certain that he caught a glimpse of a couple knives tucked away somewhere.

"Dick," Tim breathed, sounding relieved and Nightwing stared. That was him? Dressed like that?

"Oracle said you had a situation," the newcomer replied, taking in Nightwing and then glancing back to Tim.

"I think he's in the wrong dimension," Tim replied, beckoning his universe's Dick over. The way Nightwing's counterpart moved set off all kinds of warning bells in Nightwing's head. It was a little bit like watching Deathstroke move and William Cobb slither into the shadows. Yup, Nightwing was definitely in the wrong universe.

As if to confirm this statement, Oracle suddenly spoke up, saying, "Renegade, Red Hood wants you back out here for a minute. I'm going to send Batman and Batgirl in to check on what's going on in the cave. I'd advise you not to wait for them. Hood sounded pretty strange."

"Understood," Renegade replied, pausing only a moment to squeeze Tim's shoulder before heading for his motorcycle, leaving Nightwing alone with a Tim who was definitely not his little brother Tum.

Jason Todd had seen a lot of strange things before, he'd come back to life which pretty much took the cake, but accidentally knocking out himself, presumably from another universe, was not how he'd thought he was going to spend his evening. The result was that he'd promptly told Oracle, who he knew was listening, to get Renegade over here while Deathstroke smirked from somewhere behind him. Slade Wilson had hung around after the Court of Owls had been taken care of, much to Bruce's annoyance. Jason didn't really care. The first time he'd met Slade Wilson was when he'd still been Robin and had been patrolling with Renegade one of the few times that the older boy was actually in Gotham. It had been an interesting first meeting, to say the least.

Renegade appeared exactly seven and a half minutes after the call, took one look at the downed and definitely slighter Red Hood, and let out an exasperated sigh. "This kind of thing happen before kid?" Wilson questioned and Renegade shot him a flat look.

"What is going on?" Jason demanded and his brother shrugged at him.

"Oracle mentioned that Robin said something about gaps between universes," Dick said after a moment.

"So you have no clue then," Jason grumbled as his counterpart groaned and began to stir.

"None," Renegade replied and Slade snorted. "Shut up," Jason's big brother added in Slade's general direction.

"I wasn't going to say anything kid," the mercenary replied but the voice tone said he was lying. Jason smirked a little bit under his helmet as his counterpart slowly sat up.

"What the hell is going on? Other Jason demanded.

"Your guess is as good as mine," Jason told his counterpart.

"So how are we going to get home?" Nightwing questioned, feet swinging back and forth like a child as he sat on one of the tables. Bruce found himself wondering if this was what Dick would have been like if the Court had never taken him after his parents had died. Tim, as soon as Cass and Bruce had arrived, had limped his way upstairs claiming that the whole situation was just too strange for him. Cass had nodded in agreement and followed Tim, carefully making sure that he didn't fall on the way to the manor. That had left Bruce alone with Nightwing until Renegade and Red Hood had returned with another Red Hood that Nightwing obviously recognized.

Renegade seemed more amused than anything else about the whole situation and had dragged Jason off to spar in a far corner of the cave, leave Bruce to deal with a chatty Nightwing and what appeared to be an angry and sulking Red Hood. Bruce and the Jason from his universe had actually ended up talking things out after Dick had worked with Tim to lock the two of them in a room together after two days of listening to them argue. From the way Nightwing and Red Hood went around in circles from time to time and what he understood of their conversations, their Batman hadn't done that. Bruce silently thanked whatever higher power was listening for Renegade being willing to do what had to be done and Robin acting as Renegade's current moral compass. It seemed to have worked out in their favor.

"The League is working on that now," Bruce replied while answering yet another question Flash had sent his direction about the entire situation.

"Soon?" Red Hood demanded, voice sharp. "Because I have things to do that involve being far away from this idiot." He motioned towards Nightwing and Bruce resisted the urge to let out a put upon sigh. As if sensing his frustration, Dick simply appeared next to him, Jason trailing behind him.

"This is a situation that is going to require patience," Bruce said, casting a questioning glance at his oldest child. Dick's gaze was mostly unfathomable, despite the fact that he'd removed his mask and uniform a while ago. Jason nudged Dick a little on the way by, grumbling playfully about getting way more bruises than had been strictly necessary out of that particular sparring session.

"You get along with him?" Red Hood questioned, sounding disbelieving, and Jason tossed him a smirk.

"Listen to me buddy," he drawled, seeming incredibly amused by the statement. "If your Dick is anything like mine then he dealt badly with your death, except judging by the costume difference you Dick Grayson wasn't ever trained by the Court of Owls so his reaction wasn't to attempt to murder the Joker and then go kill half a dozen people with Slade Wilson after Bruce threw him out of Gotham." Both Nightwing and Red Hood stared at Jason who let out an irritated sigh and rolled his eyes. "You know what, just keeping arguing like little kids. See if I care."

"That is…impressive," Dick commented after Jason's retreating back. "Considering it's coming from someone who attempted to murder his little brother when he came back to life and yelled at me when I showed back up in Gotham."

"Says murder boy," Jason threw back, heading towards the showers. Dick was unfazed about the reference to him killing, as he normally was when anyone but Bruce brought it up. When Bruce mentioned Dick killing, his oldest tended to become defensive. Most the time, Bruce let Slade Wilson take care of Dick's psychological issues. They tended to actually get worked out when Wilson brought them up.

"Murder boy?" Red Hood asked incredulously.

"Most recently Blockbuster and some chick named Catalina Flores," Jason called before he vanished completely from sight.

"Actually my most recent kill would be William Cobb, if he actually qualifies," Dick commented dryly, just loud enough that Jason would be able to hear him.

"You kill?" Nightwing asked, sounding as if the entire world had just been turned upside down for him. The alternate universe Dick looked back and forth between Renegade and Bruce as if waiting for one of them to laugh and declare the whole thing a joke.

"Occasionally," Renegade said. Then he turned to Bruce and added "J'onn has a question for you by the way." Bruce took the hint and turned back to the computer, content to allow his oldest son to work out the situation.

"You kill?" Red Hood said thoughtfully. "And he still lets you be part of the family?"

"I didn't when I was Robin," Renegade replied. "But I have become my own person now with my own rules." Bruce caught a glimpse of a rueful smile that crossed his oldest son's face for a moment. "It took a while to convince Bruce of that though." Red Hood hummed slightly and fell silent as Renegade headed for the stairs that led to the manor, obviously done for the night. In the sudden silence, Bruce could hear the sound of Jason's running shower. Allowing that to fade into the background, Bruce turned his full attention to the task at hand.

The Justice League of that universe got them home after approximately six hours. Most of those hours were spent sitting in the cave in silence after Renegade's little revelation, neither Jason nor Dick sure what to say. They both ended up standing in an airport in China in their own universe staring at each other awkwardly. They'd changed into civilian clothing courtesy of their counterparts in that other universe, counterparts that were oddly friendly with one another, and their uniforms were in used duffel bags.

"So, uh," Jason said after a moment. "I have to call Roy and Kori."

"Tell them hi for me," Dick said sadly, knowing after all this time that he couldn't fix things with Jason. He'd screwed them up so badly when they'd first met. He'd just been so angry with Bruce about the man simply giving away his mother's name for him that he hadn't bothered to get to know Jason as a person. Then his little brother had come back from the dead bitter and angry and it had already been far too late. Jason nodded and turned to leave only to hesitate a moment, as if he wanted to say something. Then he vanished into the crowd with his bag, leaving Dick standing alone in the airport.

Dick debated for a moment before heading to the pay phones. It took him ten minutes to charm quarters off a pretty woman and then he was listening to the phone ring. "Wayne Manor," Alfred said after two rings and Dick let out a sigh of relief.

"Alfie, it's Dick. You will not believe the night I just had."