Nightwing POV

I wish that I could be numb at this moment. To be completely indifferent to the world, but I will never be so lucky.

Now I had a job to do. I had to tell Bruce.

Flashback

"Man I am so sorry." I could feel Wally's hand on my shoulder. His voice had a slight quiver meaning that he was crying at the moment. A part of me wanted to turn around and launch myself into my best friend's arms but I held myself back. There was no way I was letting go of Jason.

"Nightwing Batman's on his way." The way Kaldur told me it sounded as if he had not informed Batman about the death of his second son. This was going to kill Bruce; I don't know how he is going to handle losing another member of his family. And Tim, how would he take it?

I pulled my brother closer to me and fought the sobs that were running through my body. I couldn't cry, Jason wouldn't want me to. "How long?" I asked. My voice was small and pained but at the moment it was the best that I could do.

"About 20 minutes." I looked down and brushed the blood off my little brother's face. "Nightwing we would understand if you wished to express your sorrow through tears." I wanted to cry but I couldn't. I had to remain strong for Jason, even if he was dead. Physically I shook my head no that way they would understand and leave me alone. I should have known that wouldn't happen.

I felt Wally remove his hand from my shoulders and then wrap his arms around my upper body. His chin rested on top of my head and I could feel his tears dampen my hair. "You don't have to be strong." My body tensed at his words. "I know you Dickie and you don't have to do this to yourself."

Connor bent down in front of me and put his hand on my cheek. "Let it out." He encouraged.

I looked down at Jason then up at Connor. "I-I can't. Jason wo-wouldn't want me cr-crying over him." Connor smiled at me stroked my cheek a little more.

"Just let it out. Jason would be mad if you held it in and got hurt because of it. Let your guard down while people are here to protect you." Wally moved one of his arms and used his hand to rub my back as if telling me to cry. A small tear escaped from my eye and I could feel a sob making its way up as my lip began to quiver. I almost hated them for this. More sobs and tears followed and I threw my face into Jason's shoulder. Wally continued to rub my back and Connor was holding my arm and trying his hardest to comfort me.

"I-It's my fa-fault. I ha-hacked the system for h-him and didn't ch-check the manifest. Ja-Jason is d-d-dead because of m-me." A huge sob escaped me and I felt Wally grab a hold of my stomach in a powerful hug.

"Dick this is not your fault." Connor said.

"Bu-but I didn't sa-save him. He is my bro-brother and I cou-couldn't save him." I pulled my face away only to realize that some of Jason's blood had stuck to my face.

"We didn't save you." I turned to try and see Wally. What was he even talking about? "When the Joker kidnapped you Richard he killed you."

"Wally you were there! You were the one who carried me out! You did your job!" I yelled with more tears flying out of my eyes.

"I didn't save you." Connor whispered. "Do you hate me for that?"

"No of course not! I-I…." I looked down at my little brother. "I love you guys."

"And Jason still loves you. I remember about you telling me you saw your parents when you died. Well I bet that Jason's mom and Tim's dad have found him and are giving him a great big welcome hug and telling him about how much they love him." Even through the tears I could manage a small smile. I do hope that Wally was right and that is what was happening for my baby brother. "And after that your parents will probably find him and talk about you and swap embarrassing stories." I let out a small laugh.

"What happened here?" My body tensed as I heard Bruce's voice.

End Flashback

"Br-Bruce." I didn't stand; I didn't have the strength to. "I di-didn't make it." More tears slid down my face and I could hear Bruce take steps to see Jason.

"No." There was shock in his voice. "No." I looked up to see him remove his cowl and fall to his knees right in front of me. Connor had relocated next to Wally behind me. "Is he?" Bruce asked without actually asking the question.

"I'm so-sorry. I tried." Bruce pulled us both into his chest.

"I know. I don't blame you Dick." I could hear the guilt that was in Bruce's voice.

"It's not your fault Bruce." I felt a kiss on my forehead. Looking up into his equally blue eyes we were exchanging looks of unnecessary guilt. "He wanted me to tell you that he loves you."

"You were with him?" Bruce sounded happy to know that Jason didn't die alone.

"Ye-yeah. I he-held him un-until he di..die…" Bruce new that I couldn't bring to say the words died. It was simply just too much to process. I couldn't handle the thought of actually having to tell my father that his second son was dead. I couldn't tell him that he would never get to hear Jason laugh again, or see him smile. Hell I couldn't tell him that he would never be able to yell at Jason for breaking some expensive ugly thing that Bruce had lying around the house. I wasn't able to tell my father that he would never be able to see Jason alive again. I just couldn't.

"I'm glad you were there for him. At least he wasn't alone." It was almost ironic that it was Bruce that was attempting to look on the bright side of the situation and I was the one stuck in the darkness of depression. "He loved you so much Dick, I think it was a comfort to him that you were there."

"I was too la-late. I didn't s-save him." Tears once again slid down my face and onto the body of my dead little brother. "The on-one time he needed me most and I fail him. I le-let him die."

"Don't." Bruce's voice is rough and stern. It wasn't his Bat's voice, but the one he took on when he was in full parent mode. "Don't you dare blame yourself."

"Bruce I am the one to blame! I gave him the list and didn't check to see who was on it! I didn't see Joker and because of me Jason is gone!" I had never yelled at my father like this before. Sure we had fought like all families do, but never once had I yelled like that at him. What had come out of my mouth wasn't just a yell, it was a growl. I sounded like a wounded animal that was willing to die for whatever it was protecting.

It was quick and I could barely feel the sting left on my cheek when it was over, but the shock of being slapped remained. "Richard John Grayson I just told you that you are not allowed to blame yourself for what happened to Jason." I looked up to my father with wide eyes. "I love you Dick and I am not about to lose another son tonight because of his grief. Do you understand me?" Bruce moved to take Jason out of my arms, but I latched onto my brother and trusted my face into his shoulder. "Dick you have to let go of him." I shook my head 'no' in refusal. "Dick I know that it is hard but you have to let go." I gasped for air and breathed in my brother's sent. "Son please, I need you to let go." I feel my fingers uncurl and I allow for Jason to be taken from my arms. I don't know where he was placed, but I do know that once he was gone I pulled closer to Bruce.

"Br-Bruce." Another sob wracked through my body.

"I shouldn't have hit you Dick, I'm sorry." I felt a tear run down from his cheek and onto my forehead.

"I'm no-not going to le-leave you Bruce. I st-still love yo-you." I knew what he was afraid of, that I would pack up and leave. He already lost one son today, I wasn't about to make that number turn to two.

"I love you too son, and I am not going to leave you either. " I felt my arms wrap around Bruce's waist and pull tight. I feel like the tighter I pull him then I will be safer. I remember as a kid thinking that when I was with Bruce he could make all of the bad things go away; I just hope that he could do that for me again.

"I promise." I felt him kiss my head and then there was a pressure on my neck. It was just like falling asleep, peaceful.

A/N: Sorry it was so short and took me so long. I just got done with school, so updating should not be as hard for me :) I hope you guys liked it! Please review!