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WHAT'S WRONG?

The city was asleep.well the decent part of the city, anyway. After all this was Gotham, magnet for lunatics and psychopaths. No one could see the lone figure crouched on the edge of one of the roofs watching the exchange between two men below. Well, almost no one.

"Nightwing?"

The figure didn't move. "What are you doing here? If HE finds out that you're in HIS city without permission."

"I know what'll happen. What's going on?"

Again Nightwing didn't move. He sat there silently as if he didn't hear his friend. "What's."

"I heard you."

"Well?"

Nightwing finally turned from watching the two men. He looked the red head straight in the eyes. After a moment he turned back to his original position. "You shouldn't be here."

"I'll leave as soon as you tell me what's going on."

"Roy.it's personal." That's all he said.

"That I guessed. Donna said you got a call from Oracle and took off. Now are you going to tell me what's going on or am I going to have to follow you the rest of the night until I figure it out on my own."

Nightwing stiffened. Most people wouldn't have noticed, but Roy was one of his closest friends. He noticed and didn't say anything. By this time the two men Nightwing had been watching had left. "There getting away," Roy said after a moment.

"They won't get far." Nightwing stood up and turned to the archer, "Batgirl's waiting for them." He looked Roy in the eyes again, then looked down. It was silent again and Roy could tell something was wrong.

Nightwing finally broke the silence; "I was told that Gotham needed looked after for awhile."

"That's what made you drop everything? Come on, Dick, I ain't that stupid. Something's bothering you. What is it?"

Nightwing smiled to himself, my friends know me way to well. "Bruce was shot. I don't know the details. Dr. Thompkins said that he was going to be alright, but might not be able to protect Gotham for awhile." Nightwing said his voice calm and collected but his eyes betrayed how he felt.

"I thought Bat's wore a bullet proof suit." Roy said, shock in his voice.

"It wasn't Batman that got shot. It was Bruce Wayne. Those men I was watching are the ones that did it."

"And you didn't go and beat the crap out of them. Geez, I would have been down there in an instant kicking the stuffing out of 'em."

"That's why I let Batgirl take 'em. There can't be any proof that Bruce and Batman are connected. We can catch 'em.that's perfectly fine.it's what we do. If I would have gotten a hold of them I might not have stopped at just catching them."

"So, do know if she got 'em?"

Just then Nightwing's communicator went off. "Oracle?"

"She got them Dick. They're on their way to jail as we speak." The voice on the other end stated.

"Good. I'm heading back." Nightwing turned to his archer friend. "Roy, thanks for being here."

"Why?"

"If you weren't here.well I might have actually gone after them."

Roy smiled, "So, whatcha going to do now?"

"I'm going to the hospital. Bruce should know that we caught them."

"He's not going to be mad that he didn't get that chance?"

"Are you kidding? Of coarse he is, but what's done is done." Nightwing said with a smile. The two heroes's turned and started towards Dick's apartment.