Chapter 9

Reality Bites!

This was no real surprise to me. After all if Spoiler knew about it there's no reason why Bruce wouldn't the only thing I was a little confused about was why Roy was there. We all agreed this was something better talked about in private. Thus we went to the bat cave. Once we met there Bruce gave me the same scowling look he gives every criminal he comes across. Of course, I'm use to it so it doesn't do anything towards me. He finally spoke.

"Why Tim?"

"Bruce…I?"

"Why?"

"Because Tim's one of my best friends, we've always been there for each other … cared about each other"

"WHY!"

"BECAUSE I LOVE HIM!"

Bruce grew silent but had slow growl... He wasn't happy about this at all.

"Dick... you know…"

"It's not right? There's something wrong about it? Go ahead Bruce. SAY IT! It still won't change the way I feel. Not even you can do that!"

"Have you thought about...?"

"That he's a minor? Of course I have but we're not that far apart in age. He only has what? A year and a half until he's eighteen..."

"I was about to say have you thought about Tim's father."

I bit down on tongue at this. I had forgotten about Jack Drake, Tim's dad. There's no way he would ever approve.

"No..."

I said it under my breath but I'm sure he had heard me.

"I think that at least for now its best if you forget about Tim..."

"I..."

"Dick his father..."

I slowly turned to leave the cave...

"Yeah Bruce... yeah..."

I didn't have a father. What if me having a relationship with Timmy ruined the one he had with his father? I couldn't live with that. So for now... for now... I need to try and forget about Tim. My hands were clenched up in two tight fists. I didn't know what to do. I could hear Roy running up to me.

"Wait Dick! Don't listen to him! Bruce isn't always right..."

"Yes, he is Roy... yes he is..."

"He's just like that cause..."

"Because he doesn't have a father? Because both me and Tim were Robins?"

Roy seemed to bite down on his tongue. He wanted to say something but the words weren't coming out of his mouth. I got on one of the motorcycles and drove off… Needed to tell Timmy it wasn't going to work. I owed him that much at least. This might be the hardest thing I've ever had to do.