OKAY! Look I know this seems dumb but I am stupid loll...If you have not noticed I have been bouncing between Dick GrEyson and Dick GrAyson because I genuinely have never known which way it was spelled but I looked it up and apparently it is spelled with an A, so I will be trying to be more consistent about that. For those couple people that are still very much into this story thank you so much. I have made another Story but on Ao3, because it has better warnings personally. Like I don't feel like I need to put a trigger warning on the chapters because the book itself has a warning. I still do sometimes though. However if you want it published on here I can always do that, the chapters are shorter but there will be more of them. :) it is part of the reason my update sched has been so rough lately. Thank you for your patience and please remember to review 3

One day Later- Terra

It's hard to tell when he is himself. It's not that they act alike in any way, but they both constantly look around at their surroundings. Slade requested I have cuffs on his hands and feet on all times to be sure when he changes back into Dick, he can't leave. Slowly he is starting to have more control over the body. For longer times and when Dick finally comes through every now and then he seems tired...weak. Sometimes I think he slowly dying in there. Slade tells me otherwise though. Today was a mostly Dick day, his eyes roll back into his heads every now and then as he slumps down in the corner of the room. He's dressed like Deathstroke but we both know it's not his choice. His heavy eyelids lift as he looks at me from across the room.

"You won't find them" He says his voice low and breathy.

"What makes you think that" She asks

"Because I know my family. The moment you were out of prison they sent them away. Somewhere you wouldn't think to look. They didn't even tell me since they thought I was helping you" He replies, he weakly chuckles at the end of his sentence. He pieced everything together the moment he woke up in that DeathStroke uniform. Well not everything, he doesn't know a whole lot about it but he got the gist. He is hosting Slade's soul and his is being pushed aside when he comes forth. He compared it to DID, something about how it's like alters only one alter isn't killing the other. I can't help but wonder if his soul is being slowly snuffed out.

"Who says we are looking for them right now? Slade has other plans." I reply looking over said plans. We already checked the manor they dipped out of there and haven't been back. The next target to hit would be the Tower, though we have to be careful if they are all there. Transporting Dick would be hard as well since we don't have a schedule for when he is driving this body. It just happens. We can't stroll him in to the airport with handcuffs on his legs and arms either. I sigh, Jump is across the country. Why can't things ever be easy?

"Killing her won't help him either" He says after a couple moments of silence.

"What makes you think he wants to kill her? He has an original plan" I reply back circling Jump on the map and circling where we are. I draw a long line connecting the dots writing questions marks above them.

"Because he's not stupid. He knows he won't be able to get what he wants. It's basic math. He doesn't have a good enough trade for her to get back with him. He won't be able to block out her powers as easily. He also needs someplace to keep her for at least 11 months. That means somewhere to keep her without her angry pit ridden fiancé, and the whole batclan finding her. Doesn't look to good Terra" He goes on, listening to him say it makes more sense. Slade just kept telling me 'Wouldn't work', as if that is a reason.

"Jason won't be a threat" I perk he glares which looks like he is closing his eyes

"He's harder to kill than you think he is" He murmurs. "Even if you could...you would have an angry demon and the Batclan after you still" He's forehead is sweaty and his eyes roll back once again. Slade should be coming back any second. I wonder if his time in his magical prison or whatever changed how he feels about me and Rae. After finding out she is his he was angry but he didn't seem to want her. Claiming he had gone through the parent stage once before and he doesn't plan on doing it again.

I hope things are different now, however I don't want to rush him. I want him to decide on his own if he can. I look around the many plans he has come up with when he's here the handwriting is the same somehow, scribbles of things I can't read very well despite his trained hands. My heart aches the more I think about Rae. I miss her so much. I miss her little hands and the way she squeals when she wakes up. I hate Garfield for taking her from me. He had no right. He's not even the father.

"He was killed once before and the guy walked. Sure it won't be any different this time" I answer coldly.

"Terra, get me out of here" Dick begs his voice is pained and he looks like hell.

"You know I can't" I answer softly

"Please...let me go." He says I press my lips together

"As soon as we get Slade's body back we won't need you anymore" I answer, it's a truth but I don't tell him the rest. I don't tell him that we plan on killing him to get Slade's body back. It's the only way. I don't have a choice on that matter. It's simply the way things have to go. He drifts off again this time he looks weaker, his skin is turning paler everytime, he looks sickly and on deaths door. Sure I feel bad in a way. Dick was always kind to me and he never made me feel like a bad person. He told me he worked for Slade once as well, he knew how convincing he could be. Looking back at his body and his eyes are open, my heart does a startled leap until I see the demeanor behind those eyes.

"Welcome back, I found more out. He was last seen in Missouri with Zantana. I think if he have Dick and we tell him either you create the portal or we do he'll do it" I say he nods it's so weird looking at Dick's body but know he isn't the one in the drivers seat right now.

"Good, if we have him we have a better chance at finding my body and not the danger of being lost in the realm" He replies his voice is more proper tones now, and stronger.

"What will we do if he agrees? We won't need to kill Dick." I ask he shrugs

"We will cross that bridge when we get to it. For now we need to summon Constantine do you have the runes painted?" He asks I nod pointing to the other side of the large room. "Good, when we summon him we need to inside that circle. Do you remember what I taught you?"

"You said summoning was more intense magic are you sure I can do it?" I ask

"I said Summoning can be more intense depending on who you are summoning. Constantine won't be that hard for us to summon he makes himself available for people all over the planet." He replies I nod breathing in deeply.

"Okay, let's do this" I answer we both step into the circle of runes he had me draw onto the cold cement. Him a little slower since he is trying to walk with his feet bound close together. This will keep Constantine from being able to use his magic to harm us in any way.

I begin the ritual, using everything he has taught me. The runes on the floor glow slightly but not enough for me to think they are blocking the magic from getting to John. As I finish the ritual we both wait in silence, looking around the room for any sign of him. I sigh.

"It didn't work"

"Then we try again...let's figure out why it didn't work" He says before falling onto the ground his eyes rolling back into his head and his breathing become labored. His eyes close and when they open they lack the same intensity.

"Guess it's me and you again" Dick says weakly before his eyes close once again.

Present day-Jason

Thinking about the conversation with Tim makes me feel guilty already. I haven't told anyone what we talked about. He hasn't brought it up again either. The both of us know it would be almost impossible to kill Slade without someone finding out. Raven wouldn't hate me for it. She would understand and it would be fine. I haven't told her because she will try to talk me out of it for the same reasons I tried to talk Tim out of it. Bruce would disown me. She knows how much getting accepted means to me. She wouldn't want me to undo all my hard work. After thinking about it though. I want to do this.

Slade Wilson has been a menace and as much as it pains me to admit it...Tim is right. He won't ever stop. He will pop up when we need it less and how many people will he hurt when that happens next? It's impossible to know. Meaning I will always have to be on guard. I won't be able to feel like my family is safe. My future family being safe means more to me than being accepted.

Raven is reading in the living room, Duke beside her asking her questions every now and then about herself and how she met the BatFamily. I listen for a moment, I like that she is talking to him.

"Dick was the first I met. He was running from Bruce when Kori crash landed on earth...she wasn't speaking English and so none of us knew if she was a threat. So we protected the people here in Jump. She kissed Dick to learn English and told us basically to stay out of her way. Until the Aliens she was running from came to Jump as well" She explains He smiles

"So did he bring you back here right away?" He asks, she shakes her head.

"No, he waited until Bruce needed him for a mission to even bring him up. I knew who he really was long before the others. I had to look into his mind to help him and to do that I found out him and Bruce and the rest." she explains softly, Duke looks almost shocked that Dick went so long hiding who was to people he lived with. Trust me I didn't think it was possible either. How did they not question the endless daddy issues and did they not connect Batman from Gotham and Robin from Gotham to Robin in Jump. Isn't Victor a genius or something? How did he not make the connection to Bruce Wayne and Batman, Dick Grayson and Robin. Tim did and he isn't a super computer. Or is he?

"Did you meet Jason on the mission?" He asks she shakes her head again.

"No...I met Tim though. Jason had died already while Dick was with us as the Teen Titans...then Tim forced his way into Bruce's life and we met him. That is actually when we all started calling each other by our real names. Mine was always Raven though. We met Jason in another way." She explains, her voice is amused recalling my time as Red X. Even I find it funny, I stole that suit just to fuck with Dickhead.

"So when did you start living with them?" He asks she sucks in a breath putting her book down, her thumb keeping her page still.

"Not that long ago, couple years maybe. I moved to Gotham to get away from the Titans, they were...trying to find me even though I was exiled as a Titan. Gotham was cheaper...Getting there however...took the rest of my savings. Which they kept adding to even though I emptied the account. Jason and I met face to face while I was working at a coffee shop" She answers, I think of her black wig...the scar wax she kept on her forehead. The night it fell off because it rained so much. I reminds me how much I love her, how far we have both come.

"I think I remember seeing on the news you were kicked out. I used to be a fan of the Titans, it was a big deal when you were kicked. A lot of the internet thought it was unfair because no one got hurt. It seemed like you just, exploded" He says, I can see her tense so I walk through the room sitting beside her.

"Sup guys" I greet, he nods at me and she turns to me putting a hand on my leg. She knew I was there. She could sense I was.

"Hey dude, just getting to know Raven a little more. I have lived with you guys for a while but still don't know too much about you." He says

"Well most of the time you were grieving so we don't hold it against you" She replies

"Yeah we do" I joke she nudges me with her elbow. He smiles, he got the joke. "Duke let me talk to my girl here for a moment"

"For sure, thanks for humoring me Raven" He says she smiles at him as he walks away, she looks to me her eyes locking onto mine. I am such a sucker for those eyes.

"What did you want to talk to me about?" She asks adjusting to where she is leaning on me. I hold on for a moment looking around us for anyone who might be listening. I don't see anyone but that doesn't mean they aren't there. If Conner was home I would be worried about him using his super hearing to listen in on our conversation.

"Can you sense anyone?" I ask she looks down for a moment and then back up shaking her head.

"I need to tell you something but it's...unpopular amongst current company" I say she presses her lips together tightly. " I don't want you to try to talk me out of it either."

"Jay...I don't think-"

"I want to kill him. He doesn't deserve to exist. He should have been taken care of when you were 16. Now you are 24 years old and he is still out there trying to hurt you." I say she opens her mouth to say something but closes it just as quickly, her eyes no longer meet mine but drift to the rest of my face and then to my neck.

"Jason..." She says breathing out "If anyone can kill him it's you"

"You aren't going to try to talk me out of it?" I ask she shakes her head lightly

"I couldn't if I tried. How can I justify him living? He stabbed Alfred. He..."She trails off looking back down to my lap. "He needs to be taken care of and I can longer justify his life for some false sense of morality."

"I just want to be able to erase what happened from you...but I can't do that so the closest thing is erasing that son of a bitch from existence." I reply

I can see the ghost of a smile on her lips, somehow I like that she is smiling. It means she really doesn't plan on trying to talk me out of this. I don't know if that is a good thing or a bad thing on her part. A part of me wishes I didn't tell her now, it would have been easier for her to say 'I told them not to I didn't agree with it' if we are caught. Now she would either have to lie or she will be shunned for good if we are caught. We just got them to treat her like a person. Some heroes.

"Do you want me involved?" She asks silently I shake my head

"If I get caught I need to be the only one held responsible. So you and Tim need to stay out of it as much as possible" I answer, her mouth parts slightly.

"Tim is involved?" She asks

"He's who brought it up to my surprise" I tell her, she looks shocked herself. If anyone would have come to me about murder it wouldn't have been Tim. He's the last person on a long list of heroes I thought would even bring it up. Well...last before Bruce.