"Clark, you're on crowd control." Batman stated, looking down at the circus tent that currently shrouded his son. He had heard nothing from the other side of the phone besides the slowed, steady thump of a heartbeat. He assumed the teen had fallen asleep cuddling the phone which would explain why the beating was so loud. Momentarily he wished he had a camera to take a picture of it once they moved into the building.

"Artemis, Miss Martian, do you copy?" Batman pressed two fingers to his cowl as he spoke. This would be a delicate extraction; he wasn't exactly sure about the extensity of Dick's memory loss and honestly did not want to frighten the already confused and scared teen acting like a rabid cornered animal. Hell, the teen punched his best friend in the face and obviously was scared that his friends were going to hurt him.

He needed to be in there now before innocents were hurt.

"Yes, we copy Batman. What's the plan?" Surprisingly Wally answered the comms instead of the two girls he had requested. He opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by a different; he scowled at them without even knowing their exact positions.

"Sorry about that, Batman. Kid Mouth over there had my comm piece. Now, how are we going through with this as the…" Artemis began to speak but was cut off by Batman this time.

"No, you're getting out. Superman and I are here. No necessary need to cause more mental trauma to Robin. I'll be in and out and it will be safer than leaving you in there. No buts either. Get your stuff and use the stealth taught to you." The Bat cut the comm to not hear their groans and trying to convince him they could do something to help. This wasn't a time for inner team fighting.

"Bruce, you should let them help." Clark tried to move into that conversation, trying to convince the Bat that it was possible for some help to be given from the younger heroes.

"Says the man who won't even man up to his own son." Bruce growled out, Clark was in no position to make demands. The only reason Clark was here was because Bruce needed a very, very convenient and quick ride, that and Clark had practically demanded on going. Bruce had a soft spot when it came to his ward, said spot was getting increasingly agitated by the Justice League and Young Justice.

"He's not my son!" Clark fought back Bruce's remark, giving the Caped Crusader a deadpanned look.

"Yes he is, now shut up and let me think." Batman growled out, crouching on the side of the building. He pressed the side of his cowl, letting the heat vision lens replace the white out guards. His eyes showered the entire tent, two hot spots from Conner and Wally with a cold spot from M'gann. He had studied the tent layout while Clark had flown them here. Move forward, take a right, down the hallway, M'gann and another body source were walking in the direction of Haly's office where Dick was currently residing, if his heat vision was anything to go by.

"Clark, I need you to get into distraction mode. Now." Bruce stated, pushing his legs to propel him off the ledge of the building as he extended his cape to glide over the air while he watched Superman from the corner of his eyes pretend to drop on the opposite side of the tent.

Batman's boots hit the ground with a running start as he maneuvered through the area, taking to the shadows like a fish to water. His heat vision was still on as he noticed M'gann cool signature was moving with a more rounded one towards where Superman had begun his distraction. He quietly wondered what it was but he needed to be in and out, no time for distracting thoughts.

The Caped Crusader slipped in through a slit in the circus's tent fabric. His guard was kept substantially high was he moved with perfect, silent ease. It seemed eerily quiet; he pulled the call from Dick which was thankfully still running. Dick's steady heartbeat kept him momentarily sane as he heard a door crack open. It wasn't around him, though. It came from the comm set. It came from Dick's phone call.

"Dawn, hold on a moment. I need to grab something out of my desk." Bruce heard. His walking picked up to a near silent sprint as he raced to get there before Jack Haly. Bruce knew that voice from anywhere. And it was getting closer to Dick.

"But Mister Haly, we need to go now. Superman stated that there was a threat in the circus. It would be unwise not to listen." Batman suddenly had his answer, he scoffed. He wasn't a threat to goodie-two-shoes but if he found Marie he'd give her a piece of his mind.

"Dick?" Batman let a curse under his breath as he clung to the wall near the door.

"Jesus, Dick, are you okay?" The sound was a bit muffled and he heard the silence that came with an ended call. Jack Haly hung up the phone.

"M'gann, I'm going into the office. Leave." Batman stated, getting an "eep!" from the Martian. She nodded quickly, knowing better than to disobey a direct order from Batman. The alien disappeared quite quickly from the area and he turned and shut the door behind himself as he walked in.

"Haly." Batman said, letting a low cut growl into the mix. He needed to intimidate the circus owner into leaving so he could take his son and go.

But Jack just looked at him, with a knowingly soft smile. It confused him, what happened? Was the man not afraid of the iconic Batman?

"Bruce, I know it's you. It's a lot less intimidating knowing that you're here only for your son." Batman's lips turned into lines. He needed, no, demanded an explanation as to why Jack Haly knew.

"I'm not stupid… Batman. I found Dick in his Robin costume after the accident. The kid didn't even remember his own name. I discarded the clothing so yours and his secret wouldn't get out." Jack looked down at the ground; Dick was still out like a light. The kid had the ability to sleep anywhere. It was probably a skill gained from the big, angry Bat in front of him.

"…I assume you'll be keeping this to yourself, then?" Bruce spoke, finally. Jack wasn't lying, he could tell. It was a bit too sincere for words but he knew the older man cared for his ward greatly. More than the Ring Master would let on.

"Of course. Though… it was nice to see Dick again. It was like he never left for the most part. Except when he kept getting lost and asking for Zitka. He didn't know who she was but he knew he had to find her. It was… adorable I guess you could say." Jack sighed out, through his nose. His voice had begun to waver with what Bruce could identify as depression, an over whelming large amount of it too.

"But, he needs to go back to you. I heard what happened to David. Such a shame, the two of them were getting along better than anything I'd ever seen." Jack muttered, stepping away from Dick and moving to the door. Jack was quite careful to not get near enough to Bruce Wayne that he'd risk being hit.

"Let him visit sometimes, okay?" Jack muttered out, opening the door and stepping through it.

"…He can, just not on foreign tours." Bruce announced hearing the door behind him shut. That conversation went better than what he would have assumed after having that delightful conversation with Marie. He let a sigh out through his nose as he walked behind the desk and noticed at very much passed out Dick. He wondered if moving him would wake the amnesic child but every muscle in the Caped Crusader's body crave to hold to young teen in his arms once more.

And Bruce gave into those urges as he picked up his son. He hadn't remembered how small the teen was but it was putting this all in perspective. He cradled the teen in his arms as he kicked up the door and left the way he came in. Batman wirelessly fed the words to the comms in his cowl.

"Clark, we're coming home."

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Okay, this is the last chapter. :3

I'm so glad you stuck with this to the end.

It has been a wild ride. It really has! :3

I like to thank everyone for the reviews, the story alerts, the favorites, and the support mainly. Without you this would have never been completed.

(And trust me a few times I just wanted to scrap this project all together)

And I'm pretty sure there will be a sequel but I'm not positive. Might just let you be the decider in that, to be honest. I like one shots, stories are getting too annoying to keep updating. xD

I've also given up on watching Young Justice… I've moved on to Avengers and Marvel, sadly.