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Age 19

It had been 3 months since Dick had left. Barbara still missed him like crazy. Not a day went by that she didn't think of him, where he was or how he was doing. She figured he would have given her some sort of sign by now that he was alive but so far there had been absolutely nothing, which drew Barbara to some days believe that maybe he was dead.

She kept busy though, a few days after Nightwing's departure Aqualad reached out to her and told her how Nightwing had told him in private that he wanted her to help him co-lead the team.

She enjoyed working with the younger members. She liked seeing the pride in their faces when they accomplished a new goal, it brought back memories of when she accomplished those same goals. Unfortunately those memories often times also included Dick.

But right now was not a time to think about where her best friend was, because Batgirl, Robin and Batman were hunting down somebody. They weren't sure of what to call him. He wasn't necessarily a bad guy but he wasn't good either.

For the past 5 weeks someone had been going around Gotham killing criminals mainly murderers. The only lead they had on him was that he wore a leather jacket and often attacked quickly or without being seen at all. Robin had suggested that they refer to him as an antihero but Batman was quick to point out that they shouldn't refer to him as anything till they knew his intentions. In Batman eyes it didn't matter if the people he was killing were bad, he was killing people and that made him dangerous.

Barbara patrolled the west side of Gotham while Robin and Batman did the North in search of their new 'friend'

As she scanned the rooftop she saw someone running across the one next to the building she was on

"Bingo" she whispered under her breath before tapping into her com link

"I've spotted our target on top of the West Gotham Apartments building, I'm going in" she spoke

A few seconds later she was met with a response "Alright, were on our way go ahead in. Be careful" Batman's voice replied

Batgirl nodded and took off grappling across the building to the one their target was at.

She watched as he jumped down on the fire escape, she quickly made her way down to it.

She caught up with him when he seemed to be trying to break into a window. "You know I used to have a friend who loved breaking into my bedroom window" Barbara said in a mocking tone.

The man turned to her and she saw that he had on a red helmet covering his entire face.

"Is that what you and Dickie boy have been up to?" the mystery man replied his voice sounded familiar but Barbara couldn't put her finger on it

"Who are you?" She asked not letting her guard down

The red helmeted man turned to her and laughed "You don't recognize me? Barbie, I thought we were closer than that"

That did it, only one name came to her mind but that couldn't be him could it?

"Jason?" She stuttered out

The man pulled of his helmet and sure enough it was indeed Jason Todd. "Ding ding ding we have a winner!" he said in a mocking tone

He didn't look completely the same though he looked older possibly 18 and he had a white streak in his hair "But how? You...your" she stuttered in disbelief

"Dead." Jason cut in finishing her sentence

Batgirl nodded

He let out a cocky laugh "Yeah ya see funny thing about that is there's this thing called the Lazarus Pit and it brought me back." He told her

She rose an eyebrow "But you were 15 when you died how are you so much older?" She asked still leary

He shrugged as he continued to fiddle with the window "Who said I just recently got put in the pit of life?" he said as he lifted open the window

Barbara held up a finger "But you were Robin, you helped us fight crime. Why are you…"

Jason held up a finger "Barbie, I've had a long night and this is my apartment. So why don't you run along and go tell daddy bats all about how you found his little black sheep alright." He told her climbing into the apartment and closing the window in her face

Barbara stood on the fire escape still dumbfounded that this was really the Jason that used to be Robin.

After a few minutes she felt her fellow teammates presence behind her and turned "You alright Batgirl?" Robin asked

She turned and nodded "I'm fine"

"Are you sure, where's our target?" Batman asked looking around

She stepped forward making her way back toward the top of the building "Let's just go back to the cave, I'll explain everything there" she told them.

The two looked at each other confused before following after her and grappling up.

Age 20; 3 months later

Barbara slid out of the bed and fumbled around in the dark searching around the rundown apartment for her clothes slipping them on as she found them.

"I know you think of him when you're with me." She heard the male's voice say as she picked up her last remaining article of clothing.

"What?" She asked slipping her shirt on and turning toward the bed to look at him.

His eyes met hers, they were blue but not as blue as another set that she once knew "I know you pretend I'm Dick when we're together."

Barbara shook her head "What are you..."

Jason pushed himself up a little in the bed and flipped his hair out of his face. "Come on Barbie don't even pretend you don't do it. This has been going on for two months and every time it's the same routine. You come over here unannounced, you want the room pitch black and don't want me to talk while we're together then you leave almost immediately after we're done and act like nothing happened" he stood up and slipped on his pants before walking toward the light switch and flicking it on he stepped toward Barbara

"I want you to look at me in the eyes and tell me you don't wish I was Dick" he instructed

Barbara looked at him for a moment before turning away, she knew it wouldn't even be worth trying to lie to him since he had the same Bat training as her

"I knew it" he said with a victorious smile as he pulled a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it. "I'm not sure if you've noticed Barbie but I didn't just get this white streak in my hair after coming out of that pit. My whole outlook changed. I don't care about nothing. I don't care that I kill people, or that I piss off Bruce. I don't think twice about hurting people's feelings or what anyone thinks. And I definitely don't care that I'm fucking my brother's girl who only sleeps with me because she misses him so much that she pretends I am him." He flopped down on the bed and continued smoking his cigarette.

Barbara contemplated on leaving but decided to continue listening to what he had to say.

"And I know for a fact when he does come home one day and finds out that I took advantage of you while you were at a vulnerable state he is going to beat the daylights out of me and I don't care about that either" Jason finished talking with the cigarette between his teeth

Barbara crossed her arms around her waist nervously "Do you really think he'll come back someday?" she asked finally meeting his eyes

Jason let out a heavy laugh

"Is that really all you got out of that Barbie?" He asked as he let out a puff of smoke

"Is there anything to say?" She asked letting her arms down

Jason shook his head "I guess not I mean you whispered Dick a couple times tonight, which kinda gave it away. Unless you were talking about the other kind of dick but I highly doubt that" he grinned putting his cigarette out.

"Your right and I'm sorry it's just...I miss him, it's been 6 months and I haven't heard anything" she apologized feeling guilty for using him

Jason shook his head "Its fine Barbie, like I said I don't care that you're using me, your good company" he winked at her

Barbara bit her lip "This is the last time I'll come here, I need to let the idea of Dick coming home go"

Jason shrugged "I'm fine with whatever you want to do like I said I don't care" he let out a yawn and pushed himself back into his bed " I'm tired so why don't you go ahead home. Turn the lights off on your way out" he said pulling the covers over his head.

Barbara picked her purse up off the chair and huffed, she straightened out her clothes and turned walking out the door purposely leaving the lights on. She was mad at Jason, not because of what he said but because he was right. She knew she would never come back to him for this. It was time that she started moving on with her life and got used to it without Dick Grayson.