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Chapter 20:

Friday, 9 September 2013

10:45 PM

Dick's POV:

There were only so many places a teenager could go in Gotham City, a teenage superhero however, she had a much better chance of staying hidden if she didn't want to be found. Dick knows Cassie isn't hiding from him though, she is out here somewhere looking for trouble to get herself into and that narrows down his search area substantially. Standing on the roof of an apartment complex in the Narrows Nightwing looks out over the worst part of the city wondering why he hasn't found her yet. He had already checked every inch of the Narrows and the northern half of downtown, he'd found several muggings and other crimes which he had to dispose of, but he hadn't found Sparrow. He tries calling her again on his communicator but only hears static as it tries in vain to find her wavelength. There is a rushing sound behind him and Kid Flash materializes at his side.

"She's not at the docks." Dick locks his hands behind his head trying to breathe. Cassie was out here looking for something to prove her nightmares wrong, she wanted something to make her forget that powerless feeling and she was going to get herself killed because of it. "There are still plenty of places she could be. It's a big city." Dick nods, drops his hands and turns his back on the city lights.

"Call her." Kid Flash narrows his eyes at Nightwing reaching for his communicator at his belt regardless, "My communicator isn't working, it can't find her wavelength. Just call her." He pulls out his communicator, a narrow metal tube with a speaker on the end, and holds it uncertainly.

"What makes you think she's going to answer?"

"Do you ever not at least listen to your communicator when someone calls?"

"Of course not! Emergencies happen and how else is the team supposed to…" Kid Flash stops midsentence and smirks a bit. "Good point." Nightwing crosses his arms impatiently waiting to hear either Sparrow's voice or the tone. Instead there is only static. Nightwing narrows his eyes and looks back and forth between his best friend's confused face and the communicator in his red-gloved hand. Kid Flash looks up, his eyes brimming with uncertainty behind his mask, "It can't find her wavelength."

"Yours is broken too?" The second the words spill out of his mouth he realizes how stupid of a question it is. There was no such thing as a coincidence. His own communicator starts beeping in his ear and it takes him a moment to register the sound, he touches the ear piece, "Yeah?"

"It's not broken." Kid Flashes voice comes through in two different places, he looks up as if noticing for the first time that his best friend is standing in front of him with his communicator held to his lips. "And neither is yours." Nightwing reaches up and cuts off the call shaking his head.

"Okay, so neither of us could get a signal on her the only way that would happen would be if she…" he turns and looks back out over the Narrows, "if she turned it off." That's really stupid. He turns back to Kid Flash whose expression matches his own, disbelief. Turning off your communicator was something you just didn't do, at least without declaring radio silence first. Cassie came out looking for trouble, Dick knew she wouldn't be likely to answer but she was definitely smart enough to keep it on. What if there had been an emergency and they needed her? What if she stumbled upon something too big for just her to handle? You always take your communicator, it was a rule up there with never go anywhere without your utility belt. "She knows better." A feeling he can't quite name starts to claw its way into his stomach.

"Even if it is off she still has it on her, maybe she just doesn't know it's off." Nightwing nods turning away from Kid Flash and placing his hands on the ledge of the building trying to convince himself that what Wally says could be true. "She wouldn't go anywhere without it and they all have GPS in them right?" He nods trying to swallow whatever it is in his stomach making him feel sick. "We can track her. I'll just call the Cave and have Robin locate her GPS signal, alright?" Dick inhales deeply telling himself that this perfectly logical plan will work. Stop being paranoid. He nods and pushes off from the wall gently to face Kid Flash again. Cassie is right, I go crazy during September.

"Make the call." Kid Flash pulls his communicator from his belt again and speaks into it quickly. Nightwing leans back onto the ledge only hearing snippets of what his companion says instead, he consumes his mind with trying to decide how long Cassie will be grounded once he finds her.

"He's pulling up her location now." Nightwing folds his arms over his chest waiting impatiently for some useful information. "She's somewhere in the city, don't worry, we'll find her." Dick smiles trying to build himself up as confident despite the sickening feeling still churning in his gut. The communicator starts to beep again, "That's Robin." Dick berates himself mentally when his heart rate picks up the sound pulsing in his ears so loud he almost doesn't hear Tim's voice come over the speaker.

"It's not here." His heart stops pounding, maybe even stops beating altogether, "I can't find her. There's no signal." Dick tries to step back but is stopped by the wall of the roof, his stomach twists into knots and he is sure he will vomit. Off in the distance he thinks he can make out Wally demanding that Tim look again. This isn't happening. Don't let the month get to you, do not overreact Grayson! Trying to talk himself out of it doesn't help, there is an irrefutable certainty forming in his mind that something is incredibly wrong.