DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN BATMAN OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS.

It was a peaceful Monday morning at the Wayne Manor. There were no conflicts or arguments happening. There were no noises across the halls. The manor basically felt empty.

Master Bruce was at work, he was to have a meeting today. Master Timothy as well, both of them mumbling about how a little boring meetings are and how much better it would be to just fight some criminal. Master Damian was at school, Alfred had brought him there this morning.

Alfred would have wanted this kind of peace if he just was not worried for his masters. It was like the masters that he had taken cared of since they were young were basically drifting apart.

In short, Alfred wanted it to be like the old times once again.

He remembered the times when Master Richard would climbed the chandelier and the butler would scold him. He remembered the young Master Jason, who loved to steal the cookies that he had baked. He remembered Master Timothy, who always did his homework and was very into his studying. And the young Master Damian, when he first came into the family, ordering Alfred around and was very proud of his heritage.

Alfred sighed as he wiped the counter. Perhaps he was getting too old, but he wouldn't leave his family behind.

He heard footsteps coming from the dining area. It was probably Master Jason, who was the only person besides him who was at the manor.

"Good morning Master Jason," Alfred greeted. "Did you have a good night's rest?"

Master Jason was probably going to leave the manor too. He was wearing a black shirt and a biker's jacket.

"Good morning to you too Alfred." Master Jason greeted back. He grabbed a cookie from the jar and ate it.

"May I know where you are heading?" Alfred asked as he gave the master a glass of warm milk, knowing that he would probably dip the cookie.

And so Jason did. He grabbed two more from the jar. "I'm heading to visit someone. Are you okay with me leaving you for a bit?"

Alfred was quite shocked at Master Jason's question. It was not everyday that his (*cough* stubborn *cough*) masters would ask permission.

"Of course Master Jason, but please do be careful." Alfred said.

Jason stood up. He gave Alfred a nod and left.

Jason opened the door, careful not to make any noise. He slipped in and shut the door. He grabbed the chair nearest to the bed and sat on it.

"I know Dickiebird, this is weird for me too." He started, looking at anywhere but the patient.

"Not like I wanted any of this to happen." He continued "Anyway, how are you?"

Jason might've looked like he was crazy talking to an unconscious person but well, he was crazy once.

"You know Golden boy, I don't get how you're able to handle this whole 'big bro' duty." He said.

"You know, you're still in a 'Sleeping Beauty' state and probably won't realize what's going on but..."-Jason looked down-"You have to wake up soon J-Dick, it's about to get worse for the both of us if you don't wake up in time."

Jason stood up. "Take care of yourself Dick, and please, please wake up soon."

He left the room.

"Uh, Damian are you okay?" Colin asked as he noticed Damian barely eating his food.

"I'm not hungry Wilkes," He said. "If you want my food then eat it." He handed Colin his food.

Colin gave him a worried glace. "Damian, you gotta eat your food. You'll get sick!"

Damian scowled. "I'm a Bat. Bats do not get sick." He folded his arms across his chest.

"You may be a Bat Damian, but you're still human." Colin reasoned. "If I know one thing about your family, it's that you care for each other deeply even if you don't show it. Even your brothers. So you have to eat this for them."

Damian sighed. He grabbed his food. "You are dramatic Wilkes. You may have won this time Wilkes..." He trailed off.

"Hey Tim!" Tim looked up from signing the paperwork and saw Bruce. Tim stood up immediately.

"What is it Bruce?" He asked.

"Do you want a ride back home?" Bruce offered.

"Uh, sure." Tim answered. "I'm almost finished with the paperwork anyway."

Bruce nodded. "I'll be waiting outside." He informed Tim and headed out of his office.

The journey back towards the manor felt like an interrogation for Tim. Bruce would ask questions like if he had problems or ask him about his life and stuff. Tim, of course, would answer some questions with specific details while some were vague.

"About Jason,"-Tim flinched, but Bruce didn't notice-"I want to ask you something about him." Bruce said as he drove.

"What is it Bruce?" Tim asked, already planning answers to questions Bruce would most likely ask.

"Do you think I'm a bad father to him?"

Whoa, Tim definitely did not expect that question. Bruce probably ate something weird today.

"Why would you think that?" Tim asked, giving Bruce a curious glance.

"It's about yesterday Tim." Bruce said, looking straight at the road.

Tim remembered yesterday. That was when Bruce learned that Jason was staying at the manor. Jason tried to avoid Bruce whenever the man is near the area. Jason never spoke with Bruce.

Of course, the reason Jason did that was because he might probably say things that only Dick would say and act a little like Dick. Knowing that Bruce and Dick had known each other very long, Bruce would probably see it immediately.

"Oh," Tim said. "You're not a bad father Bruce. Maybe, Jason just too stubborn to admit that he misses you and, well, everyone. You know how he is."

Bruce looked a little better and Tim felt relieved.

"Master Jason, how was your trip?" Alfred asked as Jason sat at the sofa.

"It was alright Alfred." He answered. "I just talked to some people and well, you know, had conversations and stuff."

"I am pleased Master Jason." Alfred said. "Would you like some tea?" He handed the man a cup.

Jason took the cup. Alfred noticed that Master Jason's hands were shaking and the boy looked a little pale.

The cup fell from Jason's hands and smashed into pieces as it hit the floor.

"Master Jason! Are you alright?!" Alfred asked with worry.

Jason touched his head. "Yeah, I-I'm fine. Just went a little dizzy." He said, trying to stand up. "I'll go get the broom Alfre-"

"Master Jason I will not allow you!" Alfred said as he forced Jason to sit back down. "It is much better if you would rest sir." The butler quickly went to get the broom.

Jason rested his head on his hand. "It's starting." He murmured sadly.

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