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'What the hell is going on?!'

Dick immediately curled in on himself, horrified for some reason. Barry held on to him tighter. He glared at Wally.

'What are you doing here?' Barry demanded.

'I came to ask you for homework help and Iris said I could stay until you got back!' Wally answered just as aggressively. 'Care to explain what the hell you're doing?'

Barry opened his mouth to answer, and Wally got ready to retort, but neither of them got a chance to: Dick jumped out of Barry's grasp. He did a very unnecessary flip in the air (just to see if he could) and landed softly on the floor in between the two speedsters. They both froze immediately.

'Wally,' He said. 'We need to talk.'

Bruce glanced at the phone for the hundredth time that minute. Seeing this, Alfred sighed and went to hand him a cup of ice water.

'Master Bruce-'

'Don't.' Bruce said harshly. He realised how aggressive he sounded and sighed, looking at Alfred apologetically. 'I'm sorry Alfred but please just...don't.'

But, like always, Alfred didn't listen. 'You're worried.'

'Shouldn't I be?'

'No, because mister Allen is more than capable of babysitting for one evening.'

Logically Bruce knew that to be true. Still, he was not thrilled about not having seen Dick since their..."argument". He missed his boy dearly. Not to mention how overcome with guilt he was. If Barry had offered to turn back time and prevent the whole thing from happening, Bruce was pretty sure he would accept on the spot, space time continum be damned.

Wally was caught off guard by Dick's tone and the look in his eyes. But Dick smiled at him reassuringly and asked Barry for some space. The older man told the boys they could stay in the guest room before leaving to give them some privacy. Dick sat on the bed and waited for Wally to do so too. But Wally was too nervous to sit still. It was taking all his self control to keep from pacing or vibrating on the spot.

'Well?' He said somewhat urgently.

Dick closed his eyes. 'Wally...something happened. Something bad.'

Wally was at his side immediately. 'Are you OK? Are you hurt? Oh my gosh are you dying?'

'No, Wally, I'm...' Dick cut himself off before he could say the word 'fine'. 'I didn't even know it happened until recently. I didn't even remember it. But ever since I found out...' He sighed. 'I might be imagining it, but I swear I can remember some things now.'

'Dick?' Wally said quietly. 'What happened?'

Dick shook his head, tears welling up in his eyes. 'And I said something so horrible to Bruce, Wally. I can't live with him blaming himself for what happened.'

'Dick, this is Batman we're talking about. Blaming himself is kind of his thing.' He went to put a hand on Dick's shoulder. Dick flinched at the touch. Wally sat back immediately. 'Sorry.' He said. 'But Dickie, you can't blame yourself for somebody else's actions. Even if those actions are blaming themselves.'

They were both silent for a moment.

'It was so scary.' Dick said finally. 'I yelled at Bruce and told him to tell me what happened. He showed me an audio recording. From the look on his face I knew it was gonna be bad. Why did I go through with it?'

Wally didn't say anything. Instead he extended his hand towards Dick. Dick took it after a moment and leaned his head against the taller boy's shoulder.

'Whatever it is, Rob...I'm here for you.'

Dick looked up. The determined look on his friend's face made him smile despite everything that was going on. He tugged at Wally's hands, inviting him into a hug. As they sat on the guest bed hugging each other, Dick realised there was no one else's arms he'd rather find himself lost and scared in.