And we've got a reunion and some detective work. I apologize if the conclusion isn't perfect, but it was the best I could think of.

Damian and Bruce spent weeks trying to locate Dick. After his disappearance that night, it was as though the child had vanished. An unfortunately common practice among Talons. However, that did not detour them from stopping. They just prayed that he was still alive. A redundant hope in hindsight, given they knew the Court didn't plan on murdering the child, but a reasonable one at the very least.

Every lead turned up with very little, but it helped narrow down their search. And with Bruce and Damian both out on patrol, it gave them a wider area to search. It was intimidating to see two Batmen running through the streets. So much so that criminals were being quieter than usual, which helped give them the focus they needed.

They returned to the Batcave, warn out from the lack of results. There were some leads, but there wasn't much of a trace of a Talon, or Dick. Damian sat at the computer entering in what they've found as he mentally brainstormed a few ideas. He knew there was something that he was missing. Somewhere he wasn't thinking of.

"What if we checked the grounds Haly's ran on?" Damian investigated.

"Why would we check there?" Bruce inquired.

He wasn't opposed the idea, but it was a little odd. Since Haly's death, the former circus grounds hadn't been used in ages, outside of a few festivals. Outside of that, it was nothing more than an empty field with some trees and a statue dedicated to the Graysons.

"It's a familiar place for both the Court and the Graysons." Damian observed. "It's one place that has some semblance of history for them." Damian sighed, leaning back. "Call it a gut feeling, but something is just telling me to check there."

"I suppose it's worth looking into." Bruce agreed.

Much like Bruce had anticipated, the grounds were empty and pretty much silent. With no one there, doing a search would be less chaotic. However, it did bring back memories of tragedy and pain.

Damian wasted no time getting head start while his father was briefly reminiscing. He intently looked for anything, no matter how small.

"Look at this." Damian recommended.

Bruce approached his son, wondering what he had found. Damian was holding a dark cloth. But it didn't take long to realize that it came from. It was a piece of a Talon uniform.

"A Talon uniform." Bruce noted.

Damian nodded. He pulled out a small flashlight to examine it more. The fabric was sturdy, but one apparent stain on it was enough to spark a theory.

"I think we've got a blood stain." Damian observed.

They waited by the computer waiting for results. Having cut a piece of the stained fabric out, they were hoping the sample would prove useful. It was confirmed to be blood, but who's had yet to be determined. They were hoping it would be Dick's, or even Wiliam's if it came down to it. Both of which they already had in the system.

It can back as Dick's. And while they were relieved, it did bring concerns. However, it was a lead, and that was all that mattered.

"So now that we know that it's Dick's," Bruce began, "which brings a world of concern, where do we go from here?"

He thought about it for a moment, glaring at the screen. The blood sample did prove what they wanted, but he knew they had to do something with it. Fast. When something nudged against the chair, Damian looked over and instantly got an idea.

"Let's use Ace." Damian suggested, to Bruce giving him a confused glare. "Yeah. This came off of Dick, so it'll have his scent on it. And Ace is the better crime dog."

Bruce glanced down at the German Shephard, who was idly sitting by Damian. It was true that Ace was a better cop dog than Titus, and a bit more focused. Not to mention, Ace did have a bond with the child.

"It's worth a shot." Bruce accepted.

Their hunch proves right as Ace lead them to the abandoned ruins of the old Talon hideout. Admittedly, they had avoided it, believing that no one would be there. But they were glad that Ace helped get them there.

Ace came to a stop, ears perking with alert. A slow clap echoed through the empty space, catching their attentions. Both William and Dick made themselves known. Dick was scratched up, but appeared somewhat healthy.

"Congratulations." William praised. "You've finally found us."

"Let Dick go." Damian demanding.

"I can't do that. He's too important to us, and he no longer wishes to return to you." William glanced at Dick. "Kill the Wayne heir."

Dick nodded. He went for Damian silently, without question. Though disheartened, Damian knew he would have to fight Dick. Get through to him. Subdue him if need be.

Bruce eyed William. He knew something had to be done about him. With Damian handling Dick, Bruce bolted towards the senior Talon.

Dick's fighting style had evolved. Something about it was different from when he and Dick had previous trained. It was a lot more focused. Stronger. Dick was giving it his all with the intent to kill Damian.

He was also a lot colder. Damian attempted to get a few words in, but Dick's response was laced with poison. Dick believed Damian and Bruce abandoned him. That William was correct in punishing him.

Damian knew he had to try something. Action was necessary, but he knew he had to say something that could get through to him. Damian grabbed Dick, holding him in a reasonable secure choke hold.

"You don't have to do this." Damian argued. "Your grandfather is controlling you."

"He was right." Dick argued as he struggled. "I was weak. You distracted me from what's really important. Becoming a Talon."

"He was wrong. You're Dick Grayson. Son of the Flying Graysons and a wonderful child. You're a wonderful, kind child. And you're my Robin."

Dick paused. He seemed confused, surprised that Damian said that. Damian took his temporary opening to knock Dick out. It startled Dick, but it knocked him out without any issue.

Damian picked Dick up, cradling him in his arms. Bruce approached him with a frozen and unconscious William slung over his shoulder. He was roughed up, which was to be expected, but it was nice to know he was able subdue the Talon on his own.

"We've got him on ice." Bruce stated. "We've got to act fast if we expect to get Dick out of here without any trouble."

Damian looked down at the child unconscious in his arms. Getting him to safety would be their top priority. That being said, they would also have to get him home with enough time to store William's body before he thawed out.

"Agreed." Damian accepted.

The next chapter will conclude this fun little fic.