Now we get some Bruce and Damian time quality time as Bruce makes an effort to understand Damian's response.

"You don't think he'd really leave the manor, do you?" Bruce questioned.

Dick had made it a point not to be found. Bruce had searched the manor clean trying to find him to no avail. Having just missed the drama, Alfred decided to assist. While Bruce checked the Batcave and every crack Dick could fit into, Alfred checked the bed room and his secret hiding spot.

"He was pretty upset." Alfred admitted. "And since we haven't found him, I'd say he has."

Bruce released an annoyed and concerned sigh. His mind shifted between both boys. Even though Dick could be left alone, whether or not Bruce wanted to let him in this state was another story, Bruce was concerned about what kind of danger the boy could get into. At the same time, he was upset with Damian and how he reacted.

"Why don't you talk to your son?" Alfred advised. "He may be jealous and bitter from this whole thing, but I don't think he really meant to hurt Master Richard."

"He's the reason that Dick ran off." Bruce accused.

"I'm aware. However, Master Damian is still a child himself. A child who has lived most of his life without any other child to keep him company. While I do not condone his behavior, something to take into consideration, is his perspective. He doesn't know how to approach someone younger than him nor is he fond of the fact this child is stealing his father's attention. It is one thing for him to deal with Master Richard as an adult, but it's another dealing with him as a child. Talk about it. It can't hurt. He can help you find him."

"Fine."

Bruce trotted back up the stairs. He found Damian right where he left him, standing in the middle of his room. He could tell that he was tense since Damian's back was turned to his father. Damian was expecting a loud one sided discussion.

"I know, it's my fault." Damian spat.

Bruce didn't respond to the comment, taking up residents on the side of Damian's bed. Tapping a spot to his right, he hoped to bring the boy over. Damian didn't respond to the gesture.

"I just want to talk." Bruce admitted.

"But Grayson is out there."

"Yes, but if I want to proceed our search for him, we need to talk."

Damian shifted slightly, turning in Bruce's direction. He wasn't sure that he liked being included in his father's search, but it wasn't like he'd have much of a choice. Damian would continue to stand for a moment before finally sitting next to Bruce. Damian didn't make eye contact with him, but Bruce knew he was listening.

"I'm not exactly proud of how you handled the situation." Bruce explained. "To be honest, I would have preferred that you came to me sooner. However, I will admit, I have been a little more attentive to Dick lately given the situation, and I guess I've kind of neglected to give you some father son quality time."

Damian whipped his head at his father, offensively puzzled by the statement.

"You may be the strong and independent Damian Wayne, but I know you enjoy having me to yourself sometimes. And with him like this you haven't been able to get that, or much time to yourself without intervention. For that I am sorry."

"You were just so attentive to him." Damian noted. "Like him being a child meant nothing."

"Well yeah. He was always a fun kid. A little reckless, but a fun kid."

"I didn't like it. He was never so needy."

"I know."

"I don't like kids much either."

"Of course not. You've never been one to allow them near you because of that. Considering a lot are as lively as Dick, if not more annoyingly so, I don't blame you. Although, not being raised around any, thanks to your mother I might add, probably contributed to it. This whole thing just proved that."

Damian turned away for a moment. Hearing his father try to understand his predicament was different. Not that it was bad, but it was different.

"You know I don't hate him, right?"

"I know."

"I messed up."

"Well, yeah. Though it doesn't help that he was always concerned about others. Even more so at that age."

"Let's go find him."

Damian hopped off the bed. He would make his way for the door with Bruce following not too far behind.

Batman and Robin were cruising through the city, hoping to find a lead. After checking a few obvious places, they had come to a bit of a standstill. The Batsignal would only hinder their search, but Batman knew they had to answer it.

"What do you need Gordon?" Batman inquired.

"Two Face got out." Gordon admitted. "We could use your help."

An annoyed sigh escaped the vigilante. The last thing he wanted to do was deal with him.

"Where was he last scene?"

"Heading towards the carnival grounds you stopped the Joker at."

Batman made his way towards the end of the roof, ready to disappear.

"I would hurry if I were you. We got a tip that a child was seen heading in the same direction a couple minutes before him and his crew."

Dick had entered the park grounds with ease. While it was it was looking a little more vacant since he was there a few days ago. Most of the attractions had been taken down, with a couple of stands still up.

Movement would catch his eye. As he turned his attention in the direction of the commotion, alarm would set in. Recognizing Two Face and some of his men, Dick immediately hid behind one of the stands. Crouching down, Dick kept quiet as they entered. He could barely hear what they were conversing about. He was only able to make out how Two Face wanted to plan their next heist, but not much on the details. Dick refused to move, not wanting to be seen.

After a few minutes, Dick was going to try and escape from the same way he came, hoping to get away. However, the moment he turned around he would be greeted by one of Two Face's men.

Just for clarification, several hours has gone by between this chapter and the last. While the last chapter kind of ended up at some point in the afternoon, this one ends at night.