A/N: Here's another update for all of you!

There were very few places that Batman couldn't get into. Oliver Queen's mansion wasn't one of those places. He scaled the wall, bypassing the alarms he knew were there with ease. Using the shadows as cover, Batman made his way to the building. There was only one lit room that could be made out from a distance, so that was the one he went for. Using his lock picks, he carefully unlocked a set of french windows and slipped inside. By the time Oliver Queen turned to the window he was hidden in a dark corner of the room. He remained motionless, watching as Queen poked his head outside. He made a dash for another dark corner. Queen closed the window and closed the curtains. Batman dashed forward appearing suddenly behind the businessman, so he was directly in front of him when he turned around.

"Jeez!" Oliver breathed, stumbling back. He glared at the Gothamite. "Breaking and entering is illegal."

"So is attempted murder," Batman replied.

"I don't know what you're talking about." He tried to punch the vigilante, but Batman dodged it with ease and tripped Oliver. He jumped on the man, putting his hands around the billionaire's throat. In his mind, he saw the dark, hand-shaped bruises on Roy's neck, and he tightened his grip.

"How do you like someone choking you?!" he hissed. Oliver made a choking sound and Batman tightened his grip even more. He leaned down closer. "Listen closely, Queen. I know you hurt Roy Harper. You beat him almost daily and tried to make him a murderer. You will stay away from Roy and all of the Justice League and their kids. You stay out of our cities, we stay out of yours. If you don't….you'll find out how exactly I deal with sub-human scum like you." He released Oliver and got up.

Oliver coughed and rubbed his sore neck, glaring at Batman as he turned away. "You self-righteous assholes have no right to keep Roy from me! That boy belongs to me!"

Batman froze. "What did you just say?" he growled, fist clenching.

Apparently oblivious to how angry he was making the bat, Oliver stood up and kept talking. "You heard me! Roy is my property and you have no right to-" Batman would've impressed Superman and Flash with the speed he used to grab Oliver Queen by the neck and slam him into the closet wall. Before the other billionaire could blink there was a bat-a-rang pressed against his carotid artery.

"Let me clarify something for you." He nicked off a small piece of skin from Oliver's neck. "You do not own Roy. He's not your property. He's a young teenager that you abused and manipulated until he was scared to so much as look an adult in the eye." He flicked off another piece of skin, deeper this time. "You, Oliver Queen, are a sorry excuse for a person who was supposed to care for him. Monsters like you make me sick."

"What're you gonna do? Kill me?" Batman growled. "Of course you won't. You're weak, just like your Justice League buddies."

Batman threw Oliver across the room, causing him hit his head off of a window, breaking it. He threw a bat-a-rang, which cut across Oliver's leg. "That's for Roy." He threw two more, one pinned Oliver's shoulder and the other sliced his leg, as close to his knee as Batman could get it. "That's for Kid Flash." He knelt by Oliver. "Don't forget. Stay away from us. Stay away from Roy. He's far away from here where you can't hurt him. Stay away from him." He jumped through the window above Oliver's head, not caring if glass rained down on the injured man. As far as he was concerned Oliver Queen was lucky he was living to see the sunrise in the morning.

— —

Terror wasn't a strong enough word to describe how Roy felt when he saw Oliver. He was outside the mansion, much to his confusion. Roy looked around, only to have his heart stop when he saw his guardian standing a mere ten feet away. Green Arrow shook his head as he advanced on the teen. "Why did you run Roy?" he asked, still advancing, forcing Roy to keep backing up. "After everything, I did for you. You ran."

"I-I'm sorry," Roy whimpered. "I'm sorry Ollie."

"You listen to the corrupt Justice League instead of me. Why would you do that?"

"I-I-" The panic in Roy's mind was overriding whatever part controlled speech. His back hit the wall, trapping him. He sunk to the ground, falling onto his knees.

"Why do you keep misbehaving like this Roy?"

"I'll be good, I promise! I swear I'll behave! Please Ollie, just give me one more chance!"

"Why? You abandoned me." He nocked an arrow and Roy tried to make himself smaller. "I did everything for you Roy and you left."

"Ollie I'm sorry! Please, please spare me."

"I was making you better! You wanted to be a vigilante and I was showing you how."

"Please." Roy was crying. He knew Oliver hated seeing him cry, he had scars that reminded him of that, but he couldn't help it.

"If I don't kill you, then maybe I should kill your little friend instead?"

Roy shook his head as a fresh wave of terror washed over him. "No! No, Ollie, please! You're angry with me, not him!" Oliver grabbed him by the front of his shirt and slammed him into the wall.

"Stay!" Roy didn't try to move. Oliver leveled an arrow at his chest.

"Ollie….please…." The arrow shot at him and Roy woke up. He gasped and scrambled at the sheets, momentarily panicking that he couldn't move one of his arms.

"Roy. Roy!"

"No please! I'm sorry please don't hurt me!"

The light turned on and he could see Dick standing in his doorway. The younger boy was in his pajamas, but he didn't look tired. "Roy are you ok?" Roy's breathing was still rapid. Dick ran over and scrambled onto the bed. He reached out to comfort Roy, only for the teen to pull away. "Roy it's ok," he said. "It's ok, I'm here. You're safe. You're in Gotham, Green Arrow isn't here." After several minutes of reassurances from Dick, Roy began to calm down. Dick studied his face intently, looking for an indication that Roy was feeling better. "You ok?"

Roy nodded. "Y-yeah. Sorry, I woke you up."

"I was already awake. Bruce just got back so I went downstairs to greet him."

"You didn't go with him?"

Dick shook his head. "Bruce wants me to stay here and make sure you're getting adjusted. Besides, he had something important to do tonight."

"He did?"

"Yeah, he went to Star."

"He did?!" Panic coursed through Roy.

"Mhm," Dick nodded. "It sounds like it was great! He beat up Oliver and told him he needs to stay away from you." Roy thought he was going to be sick. His stomach turned and his body temperature dropped several degrees. "Bruce said it was "karma" for what he did to you and Wally." That Roy wasn't expecting.

"Wally?"

"Kid Flash."

"What happened to Kid Flash?" he asked, voice small as he curled into a smaller ball; pulling his blanket up like it was going to protect him from the words Dick was saying. The boy's face darkened in a way that was both shocking and scary to Roy.

"He went to Central City to confront Flash while he was looking for you. He shot Kid Flash in the knee and he got hurt more when he fell because of how fast he was going."

"Is he….is he ok….?"

"Yeah, he's fine. Speedsters heal fast. He'll be back to annoying everyone in no time. The real bad side is that Bruce said Green Arrow might come after me too, so I can't patrol until he's certain that his threatening tonight got through to Oliver. Roy are you ok?" The red-haired teen was pale and shaky. Dick was afraid he was going to be sick or something.

"N-no. No this isn't ok!"

"What's wrong?"

"Everything!" Oliver's words in his nightmare were echoing in his head. 'If I don't kill you, maybe I should kill your little friend instead?' It wasn't an empty threat from a figment of his imagination. It was a real threat from a man Roy knew followed through on his threats. "I don't want you or anyone else getting hurt because of me!"

"Roy-"

"No. No, I won't let him hurt you too!"

"Roy-"

"I….I should just turn myself in. If-if I just go back to Oliver he'll leave you alone-"

"Roy!" Dick put his hands on Roy's shoulders. Roy flinched and Dick moved his hands. "Please listen. You can't go back to Star. Bruce would never let you go."

"Then I'll just…..go without telling him."

"You'd have to sneak out and you can't do that because A) he's Batman and B) your arm is in a sling." Roy looked down at his immobilized arm. "Bruce is going to keep us both safe."

"What about Kid Flash?"

"Flash would rather die than let something hurt Kid Flash. Wally will have Flash, the first Flash Jay Garrick, and the Justice League protecting him."

"Green Arrow is really good."

"He's a good archer, but not even he can fight the whole League. Trust them, they'll keep us all safe."

"Just….please promise you won't go out again until you know it's safe."

"Roy-"

"Please!" Roy grabbed Dick's hand in earnest, much to Dick's surprise. "Please."

Dick sighed. "I promise, I won't go out again as Robin until I know Green Arrow won't come after me."

"Ok." Dick watched Roy pull his hand back, then run it through his hair. He was still really tense. "What else is wrong?"

"Huh?"

"Something's bothering you, what is it?"

"Nothing-"

"Roy."

Roy looked away. "Ollie is going to be really mad." Dick had to take a moment to comprehend that Roy used a nickname for Oliver; like they were friends or something.

"About what?"

"That Mr. Wayne went after him because of me."

"Call him Bruce, but why does it matter?"

"Because….when he finds me he'll…." Roy couldn't even finish. Oliver would be furious the Roy had allowed people to find out what had been happening.

"Roy." Dick took his hand; he even grabbed the hand hanging limply out of the sling. "Oliver won't find you here. Bruce says he has no idea where you are and he's not going to find out. Trust me, the League, Bruce especially, will keep you safe." Roy didn't look convinced, but he also looked exhausted. "You should go back to sleep." He looked at the clock."We both should actually, I have school tomorrow."

"You-you go to school?"

"Unfortunately."

"Oh."

Dick slid off the bed. "Just try to sleep. I'll make sure you're awake and all set before I leave for school."

"Ok…" Dick walked away and Roy felt his panic return. "Dick!"

"Yeah?"

"Will you….would you please stay with me? Please?" He didn't know why he wanted Dick to stay. It was just hard for him to relax and sleep in this unknown room where the blank walls seemed to stare down at him all the time. He was about to take it back when Dick smiled and nodded.

"Of course. Just let me turn the light off." He did just that and joined Roy under the covers. He reached out blindly until he found Roy's hand. "Better?"

"Yeah. Thanks." Roy settled down with his head on the pillows. "Night Dick."

"Night Roy."

Roy laid still. After a few minutes, he heard Dick's breathing even out. He closed his own eyes, praying he wouldn't have another nightmare.

— —

A few hours later, after ruining some punching bags, Bruce made his way upstairs. He decided he'd check on Roy and make sure he was sleeping comfortably. Although, if he wasn't part of Bruce was pretty sure his presence wasn't going to help. After dealing with Queen first hand though, Bruce just needed the reminder that Roy was safe and sound in Wayne Manor. Once he reached Roy's bedroom he silently opened the door. He was surprised to find both Dick and Roy in Roy's bed. 'At least one of us has been doing something to help Roy,' he thought as he shut the door. Although, knowing Dick this probably wouldn't be the first time he found the younger boy sleeping in Roy's bed.

— —

Halfway across the country, though it wasn't quite as late as it was in Gotham, it was still late when Barry came through the front door. Despite the hour, he found Iris, Jay, and Joan waiting for him in his living room. "Is this an intervention?" he asked as he wife led him into the room and made him sit on the couch.

"Sort of," Iris said. "First of all, you need to go back to work."

"I've only missed one day-"

"Barry listen," Joan said sternly. The speedster shut his mouth.

"We need to keep up the charade. You hardly ever miss a day. Even with our cover story that you and Wally were in a car accident, the captain will be expecting you try and come even in, even for a half day."

Barry sighed but nodded. "Right."

"Second, we need to decide what to do with Wally." Barry nodded in agreement. Wally was being released from the med bay the following day, but he was still being confined to bed rest for another week, limited mobility (i.e. crutches) the week after that, and limited running the week after that. Despite how thorough and fast speedster healing was, Dr. Mid-nite wasn't willing to take any chances, and neither was Barry.

"That's why we're here," Jay said. "Joan and I have been talking, and we'd like to take Wally for a little bit."

"We could never ask you to do that."

"You don't need to," Joan told Iris. "We're volunteering."

"Not that I don't think your bat friend isn't scary enough to make Green Arrow stay away, because he looks like he might be, but something tells me this isn't a man who gives up."

Barry sighed. "Unfortunately you're right. I might not be Batman, and I might just be a lowly CSI, but I know his type. I've worked cases on men like him. He's not giving up that easy, even if Batman threatens him."

"Which is why you should let Joan and I take Wally. Let him come stay with us and get some fresh air. It'll be better for you if you only have to focus on Green Arrow and don't have to worry that Wally might not be safe."

"I can protect Wally-"

"Son, I'm not saying you can't. We want to help. If Wally isn't in Central he's that much safer."

Barry looked at Iris. Jay had a point. It would be better for Barry's stress levels, as well as Iris' if they didn't have to worry about Wally while Barry took care of Green Arrow. "It's not forever," Joan reminded them. "Wally won't think you're trying to get rid of him and you two can come visit him."

Iris took Barry's hand. "Thank you, both of you," she said. "Your guys' support has been amazing."

"Wally will stay with you guys until I've taken care of Green Arrow," Barry said. "I'll bring him by tomorrow after he gets out of the Watchtower."

"Good," Jay nodded. "And if you need any help taking this Green Arrow down-"

"Jay…" Joan warned him.

"What? I might be old, but I can still show these kids a thing or two."

Barry smiled. "I'll keep that in mind."

iris pat his knee. "Now that we've settled that you need to go to bed."

"But-"

"No buts. Bed, now mister."

"Yes dear." Barry stood up. "Night Jay, Joan. Thank you again."

"Anytime Barry," Jay said as they all stood. "It's like I keep telling you….you, Iris, and Wally are family. We look out for family." Barry smiled his gratitude, gave Iris a kiss, then zoomed upstairs to his bedroom. Within seconds he was undressed and face planted into his pillows. Despite his protesting, he was exhausted. Every minute he was away from Wally felt like wasted time. He'd failed the kid twice now. Twice Wally had needed Barry and he hadn't been there to make it better. Which was why, as much as it hurt Barry to do so, he was taking the Garricks up on their offer. He needed to stay focused. 'I can't fail him again,' Barry thought as he fell asleep. 'Not again.'