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What Happened?

Dick managed to get Jason up to the very room which Raven had claimed when she'd been here. He had a feeling it'd be safer for his little brother to wake in a familiar room that wasn't his childhood bedroom. Dick didn't even know if they had cleaned up Jason's room; or if it was the shrine it had been when Jay had run off. Though he'd spent a month in that room trying to figure out his little brother he hadn't been in there since.

However, Jason had slept in Raven's guest room so it was likely to at least be familiar enough to Jason not to panic.

Maneuvering a man Jason's size was not easy, and Dick wondered again if Jay would be this massive if he hadn't had the dunk in the Pit. Not that it mattered, as Dick managed to get Jason on the bed and pry his brother's shoes off and jacket. Jason never stirred. Whatever Raven had done to him, she'd really knocked him out.

Dick patted Jason down for the odd weapon and found a phone instead. Which was odd because there was simply no fucking way Waller would ever have missed this or let Jason keep it. Slowly Dick picked up Jason's right hand to press his thumb on the plain looking iPhone, thinking it to work on fingerprints to open it.

It did.

Smirking a bit at the Gotham Knight's logo as the screensaver he started looking through it, not to pry, but for Constantine's number.

Al, Alfred, that was a given.

Annoying Wannabe Mom, Dick was betting that was Zed but he couldn't help but chuckle at Jason's label.

Asshole [DO NOT DIAL THIS NUMBER!], he tapped that and saw it was Bruce's number.

Brother to Queen of Hell, Victor's number.

Demon Spawn, Damian's number.

Dickhead, himself.

Dumbass Englishman, he had a feeling that was Constantine.

Greenling Idiot, Garfield's number.

Immortal Bear, Dick had no idea who that was.

Princess Traffic Light, Dick frowned seeing Kori's number in Jason's phone but he was beginning to think that Raven had programmed the numbers Jason had altered the names.

Queen of Hell, he tapped on it and snorted seeing Raven's number.

Quiet Bat, Cass's number.

Replacement, Tim's number.

Spoiler Alert, Stephanie's number.

Tower, and Dick softened seeing the Tower's main line number there.

Scrolling up again Dick pressed on Dumbass Englishman and waited a few beats as the phone rang. He walked into the hall before it was picked up so as not to disturb Jason. Dick had no idea how Jason would wake up when he woke, but he didn't want to be talking on the phone when he found out.

"You better not have more holes in you, Zed will not be pleased with you if you do," was the greeting of an annoyed British voice sounding rough around the edges.

"Constantine?" Dick asked just to make sure he was talking to the right man; with Jason's labeling system he wanted to be sure before he said or did something.

"Who the bloody hell is this and why the fuck do you have Jay's phone?" the voice snapped.

"This is his brother, Dick," he replied calmly.

"Oh, why the fuck do you have the nutter's phone?"

"He's a bit unconscious at the moment," Dick answered as he rubbed a tired hand over his face.

"What'd the wanker do now?" Constantine sounded exasperated. Dick wondered now how often Constantine had to handle Jason and whatever debacle Jason had gotten involved in, because honest to God Constantine sounded like an annoyed relative at this moment.

"I think Raven drained him, after she had been in a massive fight and is under a lot of stress and strain. Jay's fine, as far as we can tell," Dick started.

"Course he is, the Gem might not be though," Constantine said.

"Why do you say that?"

"The Gem's an empath, she's an extremely powerful empath, I'm willing to bet she's the strongest empath in the multiverse, and with her array of abilities; both demonic and magical, she's always under a lot of stress," Constantine said.

"Huh?"

"She feels everything. Tell me you knew this," Constantine sighed.

"Yeah, I know Raven's an empath, but I don't see why she would be unwell from draining Jay," Dick said.

"Well, if she's an empath, and she feels all the emotions of the world flowing into her psyche, and she has to filter through them, store some, and release others, how do you think a non demon empath would handle the madness of the Pit shattering through their psyche and emotions as their own?" Constantine stated.

"Oh," Dick blinked, he hadn't thought about that part of Raven's powers in draining Jason. She was always so contained in in control of herself that he just hadn't thought about what that could mean for her.

"Yeah, and her base heritage is a demon… of course she's not well, she willingly drank a vat of poison," Constantine stated as if that were obvious.

"What does this mean for Jason?"

"Nothing, think of this like a drugged state, he's unconscious until his body and mind catch up to what's happened to him, he'll be fine, and his emotions will return to him on their own. You keep an eye on him, and I'll use the House to monitor the Gem; know where she'd slink off too?" Constantine asked.

"She's in her home dimension; Azarath," Dick filled in.

"Good, at least she was smart enough to remove herself from this plane," Constantine muttered.

"I'll keep an eye on Jay then," Dick said.

"Good, if you need help call and I'll send Zed and Chas over," Constantine said.

"Thanks, and will do," Dick nodded.

The line was dead and Dick sighed as his head fell back. His life used to be so much less stressful and weird without Jason in it. Not that he wanted Jason gone, no, but it was less stressful. He wondered if Raven had these thoughts too. Getting up from the wall he was leaning on he looked back in the room where Jason was resting before putting the phone on the dresser. The moment he let it go was the moment it vanished and Dick blinked, Raven must have enchanted it. Curious he went over to Jason again, there was a phone in his pocket again. Yup, Raven's doing.

Leaving Jason to rest he pulled out his now beeping communicator which had him smiling as he answered.

"Hey babe," he greeted.

"Dick!" Kori's voice was light and happy. "We will be home tomorrow, we have just left Tamaran," she stated.

"How was everything there?" Dick asked.

"Interesting," she replied. He couldn't help but feel like she was hiding something from him but he didn't know what and he didn't know what she'd be hiding.

"What aren't you telling me?" he asked calmly, he couldn't help it.

"We will speak about what I have to tell you when I arrive," she said, she sounded happy.

"Good news?" he asked with a grin.

"Shocking news, but yes, it could be pleasant," she assured him which had him relaxing. He could do with pleasant news. "I will see you tomorrow."

"Come to Gotham," he ordered.

"Very well, are we to celebrate the human holidays with family?"

"Yeah," he decided. The holidays were usually when the teams would be breaking apart, and Thanksgiving was coming up next week too which would be a perfect time to sucker Jason into staying around if this was resolved. Jason never turned away from food.

"See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow, babe," he grinned as he hung up. This might be a good way to get Jason back into the family. He would bring it up with Bruce, Alfred, Tim and Damian about this. It would be a good way to get Jason into the family if they ganged up on him. Dick would also be talking to Constantine about this. Perhaps if Raven returned he'd get her in on this plan as well.

Thinking of Raven had him frowning.

If he had known her draining Jason would be like her poisoning herself he'd have talked her out of it. Or tried. Dick didn't know of anyone actually successfully talking Raven out of something she'd do for a friend.

Dick sighed, he'd sleep better once all this was resolved and once Waller's threat on his family was over. Until then he would just work on keeping himself together and getting through one disaster at a time. He wanted to call Victor to see how Raven's vitals were doing but he didn't want to know at the same time. There wasn't anything he could do for Raven here, and she would have to sort herself out. Which he was betting she as doing as he stood here thinking about it.

He pulled out his ringing phone then.

"What's up Little D?"

Damian sat in the hall with Jon after Pennyworth and father had run into Kyle's room about an hour ago and he was just bored out of his mind. He shouldn't be here, he should be helping with the mission! It was not his job to sit here like a pathetic child, he was Robin and a Titan.

Suddenly there was another person rolling towards him and Jon which had Damian lifting his brow at seeing Gordon here.

"Gordon! What are you…" he started but trailed off when he saw the black-haired child sitting on her lap. "What the!?"

"Damian," Gordon said as she stopped.

"Why are you carrying a baby?" he asked backing up a step when the baby looked at him with large blue eyes and smiled as it clapped his hands.

"This is Terry McGinnis, according to his wrist band, Jason and Raven retrieved him, said he was Bruce's kid," she filled in as she bounced the baby.

"What!?" Damian cringed as he backed away from the child.

"I was surprised too, but apparently Jason ordered Raven to save this guy, and now Raven is retrieving Jason," Gordon shrugged. "Can you get Bruce for me, or Alfred."

"I will get father," Damian said as he hurried into the room. Father and Kyle were walking the room.

"Father, Gordon needs to speak with you," Damian said.

Bruce and Kyle looked at one another, and they seemed to be having a silent conversation before father gently lead Kyle over to the bed again, and Damian stayed where he was as Bruce walked out. Damian awkwardly shuffled his feet where he was standing but he didn't move to leave or run.

"What's up kid?" Kyle asked him which had him looking towards his father's lover with a scowl.

"Nothing," he answered. He didn't know how to answer that; he didn't know what was going on. The only people he was concerned about were leaving him out of the loop, he had no idea if Raven had retrieved Jason or if Jason was dead, he had no idea why that baby was saved before Jason, and he had absolutely no idea why this was bothering him other than he should know everything going on.

"Jay alright?" Kyle hissed.

"I do not know," he answered honestly. That was the biggest concern, he didn't know.

"Everything will work out, kid, you'll see," she groaned.

"I am Not a Child!" he spat again.

"You're eleven, you're a child," Kyle countered sharply and Damian growled. Age was irrelevant, he was no more a child than Grayson was. Damian looked up when his father walked in again.

"Damian, go call Dick and get the status on Jason," Bruce said and Damian took his phone out of his pocket as he walked out for what was, no doubt, going to be a very awkward conversation.

"Gordon," he nodded, and noted she was still holding the baby. "What is father going to do with that?"

"He's not a 'that' Damian, he's a baby and his name is Terry, and I don't know yet, but more than likely your father will step up and be his father too because that's the kind of man Bruce is," Gordon filled in for him and Damian scowled.

Great. Another one. He didn't even want Kyle's child near him and here his father was adopting another one. Idiotic. Shaking his head he walked down the hall to call Grayson. It rang once before Grayson answered.

"What's up Little D?"

"Were you aware, father has another baby, his name is Terry McGinnis, and apparently Jason had Raven save this child before himself?" Damian demanded.

"I wasn't," Grayson answered uncertainly. "Wait? Bruce has another baby? What about Selina's?"

"Kyle is still in labor," Damian stated icily. He hated tonight. He did not like how any of this was going and he really didn't like that he was stuck here.

"Kay, then who's the other kid and who's the mother; Bruce has only been involved with your mother, and Selina, though I suppose he did have that fling with Diana but that was before you were even conceived," Grayson filled in.

"I do not know, I was informed of this child by Gordon who apparently received it after Raven failed to retrieve Jason," Damian hissed.

"Rae got Jay, yeah, he's currently unconscious in Raven's guest room; I figured he wasn't as likely to freak out waking up there."

"Unconscious?"

"Yeah. I'm guessing Rae drained him, dropped him off and then she took herself to Azarath. But I'm not sure as we only have her vitals, and Vic and Constantine are monitoring her closely."

"But they're alive?" Damian asked for clarification.

"Yeah, both of them are alive," Grayson confirmed. Damian sagged in relief at this information for he hadn't been too sure if they'd be alright. Waller was a vial woman who had seemed more than willing to destroy Jason for fun and that thought was not appeal to Damian. He actually liked Jason's company when his elder brother decided to grace them with his presence. Jason was a force, he was accepting, and Jason did not treat him like a child despite the name calling and growling.

"I will relay this information to father and Kyle then, and then I shall return home," Damian nodded.

"Hey, stay at the hospital," Grayson said suddenly.

"I want to see Jason," Damian stated.

"That might not be a good idea."

"Why not?"

"Damian, Raven drained Jason, drained him, she used her empathy and took all his emotions away to knock him out. I have no idea how he'll wake up and if he goes into a Pit rage it'd be for the best if you're not around," Grayson stated.

Damian frowned at this information. It wasn't that he disagreed with Grayson however Damian was also aware of what a Pit rage could be like. He'd witness his mother fall into one once.

"He won't…" Damian started.

"Look little D, I know you want to help him, but… it's Jason, and there's a lot you don't know about him and if he does wake up in a rage I don't want you to be around here because I'm not sure how that will go over. Also, the family needs someone at the hospital to guard the baby, sorry babies, just in case Waller has some failsafe in place and A.R.G.U.S. comes storming the hospital for the kids."

"Jason won't hurt me though," Damian muttered. He believed that, for he didn't think his elder brother was a rabid as he acted. His grandfather had had a harder time controlling the Pit and Jason seemed to work very hard at staying in control of the Pit; at least what he'd seen in London had shown him that. Still, he could see the legitimate worries of Waller having people coming for them and they were vulnerable here.

"Little D, I want to believe that, I do, but we have to be real here, and accept Jason's dangerous," Grayson sighed sadly.

"Very well, I will remain here for the time being," he surrendered. He didn't want to be here but he figured he wasn't going leaving any time soon. Hanging up he sighed as he stared at the ceiling this night could not get worse if it tried. Still, he did see the logic of having a guard here.

Walking back to Gordon and Jon he glared at the baby, who stared up at him with large blue eyes. Eyes which were the exact same shade and shape as his father's which had him frowning.

"McGinnis?" he tested out.

"You can call him Terry, he's your baby brother," Gordon stated.

"Tt," he clicked his tongue as he stared at the baby. It was kind of… cute? But Damian still did not know how to feel about this child either. He had just been coming to terms with accepting Kyle's child as his sibling, this was not what he was expecting.

"I wish my parents would have another kid, then I wouldn't be the baby!" Jon whined.

"That is a stupid demand," Damian snapped.

"Not really, Kara and Conner are awesome but… they treat me like the baby!" Jon protested.

"You are the baby," Gordon pointed out.

"I'll have you know I'm turning eleven!" Jon snapped.

"Brothers are a pain," Damian muttered sourly. Grayson, Drake, Jason, and now McGinnis; it wasn't worth it. He was also going to have another sibling before the night was over, and he didn't know if he would like that addition either. Life would be simpler if his father did not collect strays.

"Don't say that, you have awesome brothers!" Jon pointed out.

"Tt," Damian clicked his tongue. He did not know how awesome his brothers were or weren't. Grayson was the best brother he had though; he'd admit he preferred Grayson to Drake. Jason was hardly ever around, but Damian liked his company because Jason did not treat him like a child; if only Raven would make Jason stay. Drake was a terrible brother, and Damian still wanted to gut him. now there was McGinnis.

Damian felt cursed in the brother department.

The first thing Jason was hyperaware of when he came to was that he felt nothing.

There was no madness, no itch beneath his skin, no agitation, no stress, no pain, no sorrow, no exhaustion, no hatred, no voices, no nothing. He was not at peace, but it was a stillness in him which had his eyes snapping open as he took in a shuddering breath and looked around.

The second thing he was very aware of was that he was not in a familiar place or his nightmare.

He was not in one of his many extensive safehouses, he was not in a hotel or motel, he was not in Raven's massive heavenly bed, and he wasn't even in his room in the House of Mystery. No, Jason didn't know where he was as he slowly looked around. Then it clicked which had him bolting up.

The Manor… he had to get out of here! Swinging his legs over the bed he scrambled to find his shoes and a hoodie, then he'd get the fuck out of here and far away, there was a safe house he owned in Crime Alley; near the docks, he'd go there and figure out what the hell had happened to him. Jason was up, his shoes were missing when the door opened and he nearly leapt out of his skin coming face to face with Dick Grayson.

"Jay!" Dick came for him, Jason backed up.

"What's going on?" he demanded.

"What's the last thing you remember?" Dick asked, Jason kept the elder away from him a good distance because Jason's last memory was of being in a cell with Waller siccing him on Raven.

"Raven… I didn't…" he turned around as he scanned the room for her, she wasn't there. The Pit, it was the last feeling he had had and he paled as he turned on Dick. "Where is she?"

"Raven's fine as far as we can tell," Dick said.

Jason sagged in relief then as he propped himself up on the dresser. Shit, he didn't even remember if he had hurt her or not. But for a second he'd thought he'd killed her; which given his lack of memory had been a legitimate concern for him until now.

"Where is she?" Jason asked running his hands over his face as he tried to get his head on straight again.

"According to Vic she's in Azarath, we can't get there, and I called Constantine on your phone, and he said he was monitoring her but he couldn't get to her either," Dick said.

Jason nodded. "Why am I at the Manor?"

"Raven dropped you in the Cave, I got you to the Watch Tower, Vic pulled out the bomb; yours was on a timer or something, and I brought you here after we got it out before someone like Green Arrow noticed who you were and demanded you be arrested," Dick said.

Jason felt himself slowly relax as he ran his hand through his hair as he shut his eyes.

"I didn't…" he started.

"As far as I know you didn't hurt anyone, and you saved our newest brother, Terry, since Selina's still in labor," Dick said.

"Terry?"

"The baby."

"Oh, didn't know his name," Jason shrugged. Well, that was one crisis done, and he was betting if Raven had dropped him then she'd handled Waller as well which meant there was one other job he had to do.

"Where's my shit?" Jason asked as he moved out of the room.

"In the basement," Dick said.

"Codes and shit still the same?" he asked dryly.

"They haven't changed in the day you left," Dick answered.

Jason nodded as he walked around Dick careful to keep his distance because, honestly, he didn't know how to feel about this stillness in his gut.

"Where are you going?" Dick appeared near him.

"I'm going to go burn Waller's playhouse to the ground, and I need my shit to do that," he stated. He had plans to bust out all those 'villains' and then he would proceed to expose all of A.R.G.U.S.'s wrong doings, and finally he'd burn them to the ground by sharing all those secrets Waller liked to keep to herself with the world. No, he wasn't going to put the shit which would burn lives out there, but the shit needed to hang Waller was going to be plastered all over the web. Jason was not a fucking pawn, and he wasn't going to let that bitch get away with threatening his family (even if he wasn't in on the family thing). No one fucked with the Bats, and if he hadn't made that fucking clear before hand then he was about to reiterate his point with a bunch of fiery explosions.

It was almost like Christmas!

"What exactly are you going to do…?" Dick asked.

"Might be best if I do this on my own, plausible deniability and all," Jason shrugged innocently. If Raven were here he'd ask her to come along because the demon was someone he knew would have his back come hell or high water. Dick Grayson on the other hand… Jason did not trust the Golden Child to have his back so he'd do this alone.

"Jason, I want to help!" Dick grabbed his shoulder, and Jason twisted around to knock Dick's hand off his shoulder.

"No! We got Damian, and Jon back, we're done, deal's over, I have work to do," Jason said as he found the clock and walked down the stairs to where the Cave was, he found parts of his gear, it was enough. Picking up his armor he started pulling it on, checking it as he pulled it on for trackers and stuff. It wouldn't do to have the Bats on his trail.

"No you don't," Dick grabbed his arm before he could pull away. "I know for a fact you'd invite Rae along to whatever suicide mission you've plotted out, and since she'd not here I'll be going instead."

"That's not how this works," Jason countered as he picked up a jacket.

"That's how it's working if you want to leave this Cave, I have override on everything," Dick stated smugly. Jason smirked too.

"What makes you think you can keep me here?" Jason argued.

"I'm older, I've had more practice thwarting little brothers, and Raven would kick my ass if I let you run off half cocked without back up, same with Bruce, and Alfred," Dick was stated. Jason cringed at the thought of Alfred and Raven simultaneously pissed with him, he'd be royally fucked; however… they weren't here and he had a planet he could hide out on; or call Constantine. At worst Raven would find him and probably yell at him. Jason could live with that.

"We aren't brothers, and I've been thwarting you since I stole that fucking suit so what makes you think you'll keep me here?" Jason asked blandly as he picked up his jacket.

"Because if I don't come along you don't go, and Zed is also itching to give you a piece of her mind," Dick said; and that had Jason paling.

Raven he could handle, Alfred he could avoid, but the wrath of Zed… well, even Constantine wasn't fool enough to get on that woman's bad side; especially when Zed could track him before he settled on his moves.

"Fuck," he muttered.

"Yup, so I'm going," Dick stated.

"Get in my way and I'll shoot you," Jason stated coldly as he moved to the Batwing. Yeah, this would be the fastest way to get there, but he'd have to make a stop first. Jason carefully thought about which safehouses he could afford to lose, and he settled on the one in Arkansas it wasn't like he ever really went to Arkansas for anything. There weren't many jobs in that part of the country, and so long as they didn't know about that he was good.

Besides, he was not compromising his New Orleans safehouse, it was on the French Quarter, and beautiful, and one of his favorites in the south. Everything else was fair game. Also, New Orleans had that port, lots of jobs and access at the ports.

"Kay, so where are we going?" Dick appeared in uniform, and Jason lifted his brow.

"Arkansas for a pick up," Jason answered.

"Then where?"

"Ever been to the bayou?" Jason asked as he hopped into the jet's pilot seat; he was not letting Dickhead fly him. It was not happening.

"What's in the bayou?" Dick asked.

"Prison Break!" Jason grinned as he started going through the check list and prepped the jet. In less than ten minutes, when he was sure he wasn't going to have a jet falling out of the sky on him.

"What?"

"Just shut up," Jason stated, he could feel his normal madness blooming and he didn't mind as he started taxiing the jet for lift off. Oh this was going to be fun; minus Dickhead's company.

Raven screamed as she arched, her power pulsing off her as she hit the stones of Azarath and released the Enchantress. Her father pressed against her psyche seeking and escape but Raven shut the door as quickly as she had released it to collapse on her knees. Gasping for air she felt the sweat roll over her clammy skin as she propped herself up on her knees and looked at the shadowy figure of the Enchantress.

"You're going where you can't hurt anyone, and no one will ever find you, again," Raven huffed as she got to her feet.

The witch laughed as she vanished into smoke. Raven growled as she lashed out a wave of her empathy and latched onto the Enchantress's emotions. The demon in Raven was snarling as the Lazarus Pit washed over her psyche, but Raven stilled that Lazarus fury as she ran after then Enchantress. Pulling the shadows up Raven launched herself up into the air as the magic flew to her hands and she concentrated on unleashing all the hells of her power then.

There was no reason to hold back or to censor her power as she unleashed it all now, her body mending faster than normal as she hit the ground. The witch screamed, Raven summoned a glass bottle.

It was time to put the genie back into the bottle so to speak.

The Enchantress released a flurry of spells, Raven's demon pulsed to the surface enhancing her senses as she felt her hearing sharpen, her sense of smell heightened, and her mouth watered in anticipation of a bloody battle. Her eyes opened and Raven could see everything as her lips twisted up in a cold smile.

Everything seemed to slow as she moved at the fastest speeds she had ever tested, weaving through the spells as she pulled the powers from her father's energy and she leapt up twisting in the air as she unleashed the fires of hell. There was a scream, but Raven watched the witch vanish in smoke.

Pulling the shadows around herself she unleashed her soul again as she flew after the Enchantress who was vainly trying to escape. Raven cast a spell to cut off all access to the multiverse then as she sliced the shadows through the ruins of Azarath.

Landing she stood there sensing the Enchantress's fear then.

"Come out now and this will not hurt," Raven's voices boomed as she stood there calmly waiting.

Suddenly there was a blast of magic which had Raven pulling her soul around herself as she launched up in the air and released the darkness within her as the shadows sliced through the spells of the Enchantress.

The Enchantress blew fire at her, Raven deflected it as she floated there in the air staring at the creature as she lifted the bottle up.

"You will not escape again," Raven warned lowly.

The witch dissolved into the smoke, Raven caught her with her empathy though and slammed the parasite into the ground then.

That's all for now folks.

Enjoy Rock Meet Bottom.