Chapter: 14

The rain fell in heavy sheets, covering Gotham city in a darker gloom. The full moon shone brightly in the dark sky, giving barely enough light for one to see. Though this didn't deter the two opponents standing alone in the ally way. Red met blue; they fought in a barrage of attacks, each one coming less than a split second after the pervious. Though this didn't deter the two males, they were evenly matched. Their body moved in graceful movements, almost as if it were a dance, twisting and turning in response to the other's movements. Punching and kicking, sweat mixing in with the rain water against their skin, this continued until red decided to end their game. In a flash of movements blue was on the ground dazed with a gun to his forehead.

"This is the end, Dickie-bird. I'd love to stay and chat, but it seems I'm running a tight schedule. Don't worry I'll tell the old man you said hello." Jason flipped off the safety on the gun, one bullet. That's all he needed to end this…but then…why was it so hard to pull the trigger? Dick was oddly silent, his blue eyes staring up at his younger brother. The mask had long ago been broken off. Cuts lined the blue clad hero's body, the blood being washed away with the rain. Though a jagged blade pierced straight through his left shoulder and into the ground.

"If this is what you want Jason, then I won't stop you." A black and blue hand reached up to cover Jason's hand on the gun, gently leading the gun under his chin. "I'll make this easier for you." Another hand came up and accompanied Jason's trigger finger, ignoring the blade still embedded in his shoulder, and gently adding more and more pressure.

"What the hell are you doing!?" Jason screamed out, tears flowing down his face unknowingly.

"I just want you happy little wing, and if me being out of the picture can give that to you, then I'd be glad to help." A small sad smile flittered across his face as he added more pressure to the trigger.

"Stop! Just stop!" Jason whipped away his arm from his brothers, the gun now pointed at the brick ally-way walls. His breaths coming in pants as he tried to process his brother's abnormal behavior.

"I'm sorry for being a horrible older brother Jayson, I'm so sorry." His blue eyes slowly being covered by his eyes lids until he passed out, leaving Jason to huddle over his broken body, cradling his head in his arms.

"Why why why why why!?" Tears flowed down Jason's face, mingling with water droplets as the rouge writhed in sorrow. Why had Dick not stop him? Why had he instead positioned the gun to a different kill spot? Why did he almost pull the trigger himself? Why did he always understand?!

"Red Hood to cave! RED HOOD TO CAVE NIGHTWING IS DOWN DAMN IT! Nightwing is down, I'm taking him in. Have med bay on stand-by." Jason screamed broken heartedly into the com link. Not bothering to wait for a response, he scooped up his unconscious bleeding brother into his arms and took off. The cave wasn't too far away but it wasn't close either. Though Jason didn't care, he just had to get Dick back to the cave. Dick had to survive, he just had to.

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It took three blood bags and some tricky surgery in order to get Dick stabilized. The other Bat family members had no idea how Dick ended up how he did, but they had a fairly good idea as to what had happened. Since the moment Dick was transferred to his bedroom, Jason hasn't left his side. Alfred bringing him food that the rogue barely touched. This continued for three days, three days of no sleep, three days of anxiously waiting for his elder brother to awaken, three days.

"Hey there Jaybird, how you doing?" Dick said groggily as he woke up. Jason's head snapped towards his brother in surprise. Tears began anew as he processed his words, Dick was worried about him after all that's happened. After all that the rogue had done. He wasn't even worried about himself.

"Hey now, don't cry. I'm fine see?" Dick spread his arms open which Jason dove into for a hug. Dick was alright, he was alive.

"I'm so sorry! I'm sorry!" the street rat wailed out. "Don't die, please, I didn't mean it. I don't want you gone, please don't leave!" Jason buried his face into Dick's bandages, soaking them with his tears.

"It's okay baby bird, you're okay, everything's fine." Dick soother, wrapping his bandaged arm's around the teen.

"Why! Why are you acting like this? You should hate me after everything I've done to you. Push me away, even punch me! Why are you so accepting!?" It just mind boggled the second Robin.

"Because I'm your older brother, and we'll always be family." Dick murmured in his died black hair, starting his sobs anew. That was it. They were family, and family was always there for each other. No matter what. This was something Jason would never forget. No matter how much time went by. He would remember the events of today. How he almost killed his brother. How he almost murdered the only person who would always be there for him. Something he would make sure would never happen again.

A/N: There's my little depressing bit. Sorry, it was just a random thing. Hopefully I didn't fail too badly. I don't own Batman~ review please~!