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Roy and Wally didn't sleep as long as Dick, but they waited quietly until he woke up. At that point, Alfred had come in with lunch for all of them and after they ate, they turned on the TV. They weren't really watching but it was nice to have some more noise in the room. The three of them talked quietly, mostly just catching up on what all happened in their lives in the last several months, or just mocking what was on the TV. It was later in the afternoon when Alfred reappeared at the door with some unexpected news.

"I am sorry to disturb you three, but there are so more guests here to see you Master Dick." Alfred told them. Roy, Dick and Wally immediately sat in the bed as the butler backed away from the door so whoever had arrived could enter the room. To their surprise, they saw it was Kaldur, Artemis, M'gann, Conner and Barbara who had come to see them.

"Hi Dick." M'gann said as the group entered the room.

"Hey. What are you guys doing here?" Dick asked, looking them over, trying to find answers from their expressions, but they didn't show much.

"We took a page out of Wally and Roy's book and decided to come see you even though Bruce said 'no'." Artemis replied with a smirk, sitting down at the foot of the bed near her boyfriend.

"Was that really wise?" Dick wondered. This was the first he was hearing that Roy and Wally technically weren't given permission by Bruce to come over and he was most likely not pleased that they were here. Having more people come over would put him in even more of a bad mood.

"Probably not, but it's not like you can talk. You've done a lot of things that Bruce told you not to do." Barbara pointed out, a smile on her face as she took a seat beside Artemis. Dick only grinned at that.

"How are you doing Dick?" Kaldur asked with a serious tone.

Giving the man a reassuring smile, Dick answered, "I'm okay. Just tired."

From the corner of his eyes, the former leader saw Roy and Wally exchanged worried looks, but he ignored them and asked, "Why are you guys here anyway?"

"We came to see you. We were worried." M'gann told him, moving to stand by Dick's side. Conner followed right behind her.

"Thanks for checking on me, but I'm okay." Dick informed them, but from the way they frowned, he knew they didn't believe him.

"No you're not." M'gann told him. Putting a hand on his shoulder, she continued, "But that's okay. No one is okay all the time."

"We also came to tell you, that we're sorry, for how we acted once the invasion was dealt with." Conner surprised everyone for being the one to say that. While the clone had learned to control his anger, there were still some times he let it out and he had definitely let it control him when Dick told the truth about Artemis's 'death' and Kaldur betraying them.

"You guys had every right to be angry at me." Dick told him, lowering his eyes.

"Not that mad." Barbara responded, "You are our friend, and our teammate, and you were our leader at the time. We shouldn't have let our emotions cloud our judgement or our logic."

"You had good reason to keep the whole thing a secret. Considering what we've all been through, we should've understood that." Conner said.

"And we're really sorry." M'gann chimed back in.

Dick was about to say that it was okay, that he forgave them a long time ago because he never blamed them, but then Artemis spoke up, "And I'm sorry that after you left, I didn't stay and touch."

"I am also sorry I did not stay in touch with you either." Kaldur joined in.

The first Robin was surprised by all of the apologizes he was getting today, but mostly by Kaldur and Artemis's. Again though, he gave them a small but reassuring smile and said, "It's okay."

The others still didn't feel like it was okay, but they knew that Dick wasn't going to accept any of their protests about it. He had forgiven them and that was that. So, with smiles on all of their faces, they sat down on the bed and began talking. Just like that, it was almost as if no time had passed at all. Dick had known all along that he missed his friends, but it wasn't until then that he realized how much.

"Hey Dick, do you think you're going to come back to the Team?" Wally wondered, changing the topic that they were currently talking about. Dick frowned, but said nothing. While the people in his room may have forgiven him, there were others on the Team who might not be so forgiving, or welcoming.

Seeing the hesitancy on his face and realizing why, Artemis said, "The others are also really sorry about how they acted."

"Really?" Dick couldn't help but be skeptical. Some members of the Team weren't even aware that he had come back and what all happened in the last few weeks, and the ones that were there still seemed to be a bit mad at him, especially La'gaan.

"La'gaan went back to Atlantis with Aquaman." Kaldur informed him, "I am unsure if he will return once he recovers,"

"But if he does, he will have to learn to get over it." Conner added, actually looking forward having a reason to be mad at the other Atlantean.

"I think you should come back." A voice suddenly drew everyone's attention to the door. Standing in the doorway, was Tim.

"You do?" Dick questioned as Tim came into the room.

"Yeah. You are a great leader. And despite how angry we were, we did miss you. We still do." Tim replied, coming to a stop by Dick's side.

Dick sat quietly for a minute, then said, "I'll think about it."

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Late that evening, Dick sat in the living room reading one of his old favourite books. Though he was still a little tired, he didn't want to be in his room anymore. He was starting to get cabin fever or something. Now that he thought about it, he was actually shocked that he hadn't gotten sick of his room earlier. He must've really been out of it. Of course, he had known that the entire time in the back of his head, but it wasn't until now that he really realized it.

The hours he spent with his friends and with Tim had definitely helped and made him feel a lot better. He even went downstairs and supper in the dining room with his little brother. Alfred was noticeable thrilled to see him up and about, but the major thing that Dick noticed was that Bruce was missing. He assumed that the older man was busy with work or something, but it did sting a little that he wasn't there. Considering how worried Bruce obviously was whenever he came to see him when he was in his room, he would've thought that the news that he was up and about would've gotten his attention. But Dick was also used to Bruce pulling away, so he didn't think much of it.

To his surprise though, he heard the sound of footsteps coming towards him and when he looked up, he found his father figure entering the room. Seeing him, Bruce said, "Nice to see you up."

With a smile, Dick said, "Feels nice to be up."

"Are you feeling better?" Bruce asked, coming to stand by the couch where Dick was sitting.

"A bit, yeah." Dick answered. He expected Bruce to either nod or grunt in acknowledgement, then tell him to not stay up too late before heading down to the Cave or something, but to his surprise, the billionaire actually sat down beside him.

For a long moment, neither of them said anything. Dick knew that there was something Bruce wanted to talk to him about something, it was the only reason he hadn't left yet. And judging from how long it was taking him to talk, it was something big and probably had something to do with emotions. That meant that this wasn't going to be a fun conversation. Bracing himself for what his guardian was about to say, Dick put the book down and gave the older man his complete attention.

"Dick, I, I um." Bruce paused, struggling to say the words that his son deserved to hear. Taking a deep breath, he said, "I'm sorry."

Seeing Dick's shocked face and feeling another stab of guilt because of it, Bruce turned his gaze down to the floor and continued, "When I came back from Rimbor and found out what was going on, I didn't have the whole story. I just heard bits and pieces when I, when I yelled at you."

"I never should have done that, and I'm sorry. I was upset because, I was scared." Bruce reluctantly admitted but knowing that Dick deserved to hear this, he kept going, "I was scared that I was going to lose you and Tim, like I lost Jason. And when I learned that it was all your plan, I realized that it was something that I would do."

"What's the problem with that?" Dick wondered. Everything else that Bruce had said, he could easily understand. After Jason's death, Bruce was stuck in this weird cycle of constantly pushing him away, or pulling him so close that he felt like he was going to suffocate. But ever since he first became Robin, Bruce had trained him to eventually take over, hadn't he?

"Dick, I never, ever wanted you to end up like me." Bruce revealed, looking Dick straight in the eyes so he could see how serious he was about this.

"But you," The acrobat started before Bruce cut him off.

"I wanted you to be better than me." Bruce told him. Putting a hand on Dick's shoulder, he smiled and said, "And you are."

"I'm so sorry I pushed you away. I shouldn't have let so much time pass without telling you that. And I'm sorry I made you feel like you couldn't ask me for help when the Court went after you." Bruce managed to get out without any pauses.

"I'm sorry I didn't come to you." Dick also apologized. If he had swallowed his pride and told Bruce what was going on when he realized the Court was coming after him, he might not have had to go to on the run and maybe they could have stopped them before all of this happened. Before Bruce could respond to that, Dick added, "I love you Dad."

"I, I love you too chum." Bruce told him. Dick immediately threw his arms around his Dad, who tensed a little, but quickly returned the hug.

After a couple of minutes, Bruce pulled away so he could look at Dick's face. He could see that Dick's eyes were wet. He gave him a minute to compose him then asked, "Are you going to go back to the Team?"

"I don't know." Dick answered, running a hand over his face.

"Either way, I understand if you don't want to, but I would like you to move back home." Bruce told him.

Dick snapped his head back towards him and said, "Really?"

"Really." He confirmed.

"I would like that, at least until I get back on my feet." Dick replied with a small, nervous smile.

"Okay." Bruce said. He would've liked his son to move back home permanently, but he knew that probably wouldn't happen. Dick was a very independent person and was an adult, he wouldn't like being in the Manor forever. But, he was glad that he would be back for a little while. Maybe then they could fully fix their relationship.