Hello little birdies c: So here is another chapter (AUTHOR'S NOTE: I am now have a co-writer she is Leradomi she created this chapter. So kudos and love for her for helping me figure out stuff and taking time out of her schedule to write this chapter c: Also note that I have gone and edited a few mistakes my co-writer mentioned to me on earlier chapters. So if any of you seem skeptical just go and re-read the chapters. J) I give credit to Leradomi and balia39 for the ideas and will practically use all of them. So enough of my talking ENJOY! ~

After a successful visit to Tim and Jason, Damian finally made it home, quietly crawling in the window of his bedroom. Halfway in the dark room he felt someone grab him around his waist, pulling him all the way through the window and dumping him unceremoniously on the hard floor. Damian tried to get his bearings as a lamp turned on illuminating the face of an unhappy Dick Grayson. Damian held stock still not sure what it was Dick wanted.

"Did you really think you weren't going to get caught either sneaking out or sneaking back in? Where were you? I've been waiting up for you for hours," Dick said as he loomed over the smaller boy still on the ground.

Damian tried not to let his sigh of relief show as he stood up, glancing at his possible excuse. "I went shopping, if you must know." Grayson eyed the small plastic bag Damian carried and snatched it from his small hands before he could blink. "Hey! Grayson!"

Dick pulled out the cat ears and tail out of the bag and looked in to see the Sailor Moon figures and gave Damian a strange eyebrow lifted look. Damian struggled to compose himself with his anger coursing through him.

"Well Grayson, now you know why I didn't want to tell you."

Dick tried to suppress his laughter which turned into a small snort. Dick took a step towards Damian getting into the boys personal space. Damian instinctively took a step back only to have his back bump against the wall.

"You know, Damian, I would really hate to learn you were anywhere else besides…..shopping. Were you?"

"Like where do you presume I would go, Grayson?"

"I don't know you tell me, little brother."

Damian tried to gain some dominance back in the situation and took a step towards Grayson. Once Damian got closer to Dick, the older man smelled something familiar. Tim's cologne. Was it coming from Damian? In order for Tim's cologne to get on Damian one would have to rub against them and Damian isn't a hugger. Dick suspected the worst however knowing he had to get answers he pushed his anger and jealousy down and got a closer whiff while planting his next trick.

"I'm sorry Damian, you're right. I was just worried," Dick said and took Damian up in a hug before the boy could protest.

Ignoring Damian's protest at the hug Dick took a big whiff while hugging Damian and confirmed his suspicions, that was Tim's cologne. Dick put his hand hugging Damian's back up to the back of his neck as if he was trying to steady the boy and applied a very small tracker. No bigger the Damian's pinky nail and applied like a piece of scotch tape, Damian would never know it was even there.

Dick finally separated from the struggling, pouting Damian. "Well good night Damian," Dick said as he slowly left the room of a now puzzled and slightly scared Damian Wayne.

Once alone in the hallway Dick quietly fumed. 'Why would Damian smell like Tim's cologne?' Dick thought. 'When and how could he have been close enough to Tim to smell like it? I hope to God he isn't the one dating Tim behind my back all the while Jason keeping them safe. Tim's innocence is mine to take. Not Jason's and not Damian's!' Dick finished his inner thoughts and went to his room slamming the door behind him. In his room, Damian jumped upon hearing the door slam.

Meanwhile over at Tim and Jason's apartment, the younger of the two was pacing the floor after Damian left. Jason went up behind Tim and wrapped his arms around Tim's waist stopping him in his tracks and trying to calm him down. "I'm not sure what to do about this," Tim said.

"You know it's possible Damian could be over exaggerating. We haven't heard height nor hair from Dick at all. Granted I didn't like what he did to you when you went to get your stuff but, I don't know, maybe Dick will just snap out of it if we give him time."

"Maybe I should go talk to him?" Tim asked as he turned around in Jason's arms to face him.

"Yeah, no, just in case I don't think that's a good idea. We can talk to Damian maybe about something he can show us or something. The things Damian is saying, just doesn't sound like Dick. Just give it time, there's nothing he can do to break us apart anyways, am I right? And, if it wasn't for him we never would have gotten together, am I right again?" Jason asked as he kissed Tim's nose.

Tim laughed at the sensation. "Yes, you are right, it's why I love you." Tim said as he took Jason by the hand and proceeded to lead him to the bedroom.

"What are you do-…..oooohhh." Jason said as he realized what Tim was up to. Laughter was heard after the bedroom door closed behind them and thoughts of Dick were out of their heads.

Waking up the next morning Dick was on edge. He felt a headache coming on. All he could think about was Tim. Every time he tried to think of something else, do something else, the headache would get worse. He felt he needed to organize his thoughts, and his feelings about Tim. Dick grabbed a box from under his bed labeled Tim and headed to the end of the hall where there was a walk in closet. Not much different from a walk in closet in a master bedroom, but this one was meant to hold coats and other items on shelves. Dick easily slipped in and closed the door behind him and went to the end of the short hall that was the closet, setting the box down. Dick started to sort out the pictures taping them to the back wall of the closet. He also took out some things of Tim's smelling them and taking in Tim's scent before placing them on the ground next to the pictures. 'No, I can't do this,' Dick thought to himself as he stood to leave the closet. As he opened the closet door to leave his headache became overwhelming and he dropped to his knees. Dick turned to look at the pictures of Tim and his headache eased somewhat. Dick then went back to the box and continued to build a make shift shrine to Tim, the headache easing away with each thing he added.

"Soon Tim, soon, everything will be ok, you will be back here with me and all will be better." Dick said out loud.

Just as Dick went back to the shrine Damian vacated his bedroom hearing Dick's voice coming from the end of the hall. Damian stealthily crept to the open door of the closet and peeked in. What he saw scared him. Dick had a small flashlight propped up against the closet wall taping up pictures of Tim and some of him and Tim together. There were even some pictures that were cut and manipulated to look like him and Tim were kissing or were a couple. Damian heard Dick ramble on, "Soon Tim you will be back in my arms, where you belong, and you will be mine for the taking."

Damian slowly crept back to his room right before he got to his door a loud creek sounded from an old floorboard. Dick popped his head out of the closet.

"Good morning Damian," Dick said turning and closing and locking the hall closet behind him.

"Good morning, I suppose," Damian replied turning to make it look like he just left his room.

'I need to warn Drake and Todd as soon as possible, shrines are not good in the mental department,' Damian thought to himself.

Damian tried all day long to shake off Dick in order to get to warn Todd and Drake. He couldn't even get away to make a phone call to them. The only time he was left alone was when Dick went out go get food and he was left with Pennyworth under strict orders not to leave the house. Damian called Todd's number but couldn't get through. Damian couldn't help but notice that Grayson was constantly looking at his phone. Damian had accidentally left it on the breakfast table as he excused himself to the restroom. He hoped Grayson didn't tamper with his phone and he just put everyone in danger by attempting to reach the others. Perhaps the phone was no longer an option. Damian didn't think he would have enough time to get to Todd's place and back before Dick came home anyways, or at least he shouldn't have. Damian couldn't help but notice that it took Dick an awful long time to go and get the take-out food. He hoped he wasn't trying to locate Todd or Drake but knew his hopes were probably for not.

Finally at night he got his chance. Damian was headed down to the bat-cave to find Dick already suited up in the Batman cape and cowl and getting in the Bat-mobile.

"I'm patrolling solo tonight Damian. I want you to take the night off, you've been looking tired and I want you to get some rest, no leaving the house ok?" Dick said.

"Alright if you think that is best," Damian replied knowing this would be his chance.

Dick sped off in the Bat-mobile and Damian went upstairs to sneak out his window where Pennyworth wouldn't see him. After Dick exited the Bat-cave he turned on the tracker he had planted on Damian the night before.

"Ok, little brother, not even giving me a fight about not patrolling? Let's see where you go now." And sure enough the little dot on the screen started to move.

Damian got to Todd and Drake's apartment window and knocked on it. Jason appeared from the bedroom looking none too pleased to see Damian, never the less he let him in.

"You have wonderful timing, you know that?" Jason said as Damian looked behind Todd to see Drake also exiting the bedroom pulling on some clothes in the process.

"Tt, is there ever a time you two aren't 'doing it'" Damian scolded.

"No…..there isn't," Jason teased as he pulled Tim closer to him. "What's up little Bat?"

"Todd….Drake, it appears Grayson has officially gone off the deep end. He has built a shrine to Drake." Damian said. Jason glanced over to Tim who was biting his lower lip, he always did that when nervous. Jason didn't like Tim being upset.

"Damian, are you sure you aren't over exaggerating here. This isn't like Dick." Jason said.

"I assure you, I saw it with my own eyes, pictures, belongings and things that Grayson had."

Tim finally spoke up yet quietly. "Dick always has pictures, of all of us. He also has old belongings of ours too, he's kind of a pack rat like that."

"I assure you Drake this is not normal, the pictures were, weird, some were ripped and posted together, you and Grayson together, it's weird and sick and creepy. And if these were just normal pictures and things of Grayson's why post them on the back wall of the hall closet in private, locking the door behind him, and saying things while doing it!" Damian said.

"What kind of things?" Tim asked.

"That soon you will be home and back in his arms and that soon you and him will-"

"Okay look Damian," Jason interrupted not wanting to hear more. "Look I'm sure that once Dick realizes that Tim and I are together and that we aren't breaking up any time soon he will get the picture." Jason said.

"Well he hasn't gotten it so far." Damian replied.

"You better not be over exaggerating, because this is not cool," Jason said.

"I am NOT Todd, I am only here to warn you and Drake, despite our initial problems I do not want Grayson to go totally off the deep end and do something he will regret, like hurting Drake." Damian replied.

Tim smiled, he knew this was also Damian's way of wanting to protect him as well.

"Okay, look you two, Damian, I appreciate you trying to warn us and protect us I do. How about this, is there something you can show us, pictures of the shrine, a recording of the things Dick is saying? We need to see what is going on so we know how bad this is. Let us judge for ourselves so we can come up with a plan to help Dick together because whatever this is, he is going to need to get some help." Tim said.

"I shall try. It has been difficult to get away from Dick, even just to warn you. I fear he may be watching my phone, I couldn't get a call out to you earlier. I fear Grayson might have tampered with it. It may not be a good idea to communicate via the phone. Last night he interrogated me, implying that I was the one seeing Drake. I assure you this is not normal and if it means helping Grayson I will try to get what you requested."

"I'll ditch the phone. Just be careful, little Bat, don't get yourself in trouble," Jason said as he stepped forward and ruffled Damian's hair.

Tim also came forward and once again hugged Damian. "Yah, thanks for the warning and take care."

Damian tried not to look like he was enjoying the embrace but he was. If Grayson was going to go off the deep end to the point where he may not have a brother, these two were the only ones he would have left. "Yes, well, alright, I better be on my way before Grayson realizes I am gone." With that Damian left the same way he came, out the window.

As Damian swung away from the window a pair of eyes watched through binoculars on a rooftop a couple of buildings away. Dick Grayson hummed to himself. 'Well, now I know where you are Tim, but I can't act yet, oh no, not yet, the time must be right. I must have my plan, just everything in place and everything all right in order to act first.' Dick thought to himself. Dick saw Tim and Damian innocently hug explaining how the smell of the cologne got onto Damian. Dick almost couldn't wait to see Damian in order to once again smell a piece of Tim, and with that Dick then left in order to get home before Damian. 'It seems Damian has been keeping his little visits from me.'

As Damian crawled in through his window he once again was greeted by Dick Grayson sitting on the edge of his bed.

"Grayson, why are you in my room?" Damian asked.

"Damian, why were you out, again?" Dick asked.

"I went to go see Colin," Damian lied. Dick stepped closer and closer to Damian leaning down to whisper in his ear. From there Dick could once again smell Tim's cologne.

"I hope to God you aren't lying to me Damian, I would not be happy if you were lying to me. " Dick reached into Damian's pocket plucking out his cell phone. Dick then stepped back noticing the uneasy look on Damian's face as he looked through the phone. "Hmmm, seems Colin didn't know you were coming as you didn't even call him, unless he changed his number to this unknown one." Dick said as he flashed the screen to Damian. Damian set his jaw trying not to show the fear flowing through his veins as he saw Todd's number on the screen. Damian only hoped Todd ditched his phone like he said he would. "You know you haven't even said anything about Tim being gone. You haven't missed him, haven't even been concerned about him."

"Drake and I are not close you know this," Damian said.

"Or you already know he is alright," Dick mumbled.

"Come again?" Damian asked, he thought he heard what Dick said and hoped he was wrong.

"Nothing little brother I just hope you were where you said you were despite me telling you to stay home. Perhaps I should call Colin and tell him you are now grounded?"

"I assure you that is not necessary." Damian ground out, knowing that Colin was out of town and if Dick found that out he would be screwed.

"Of course it isn't, but I shall keep this safe for you," Dick sneered. Dick then gave Damian a creepy smile that seemed to say he knew everything. "Good night, little brother," Dick said as he exited, with Damian's phone in hand, and closed the door behind him.

As soon as Dick exited Damian exhaled a breath he didn't realize he had been holding. Damian started to get dressed for bed. As he reached back to pull the back of his sweater over his head he felt something on the back of his neck. He slowly picked it off, feeling like a piece of tape. When he looked at it he knew exactly what it was. It was one of Grayson's very small trackers, his very effective trackers.

'Oh no, how long had this been on me? Crap, this is not good.' Damian thought as his stomach filled with dread.

OOOOOooo what will happen next? Haha stay tune to find out little birdies. Again thank you Leradomi you are amazing c: thank balia39 for the ideas. c: