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To vi – Thanks for your review! I'm glad you liked the last chapter, and the scenes with protective Donna and with Diana. I was a little nervous about that because I don't know much about the relationship between Diana and Donna. I hope you like this chapter too!

AN – Hey everyone! So apparently not only have they finally casted Barbara Gordon, but announced that Tim Drake will be entering the show and has been casted! Found this out a couple of weeks ago when I do my random checks for Titans' updates. I'm happy and excited, but a little nervous because the one article I read made it sound that Tim is going to be a street kid like Jason and I'm not sure how I feel about that. But as I usually do, I try not to judge a show until I watch it or a character until I see them. Can't wait for season 3! Hope it comes soon! Also, quick reminder, I will be posting the next/last chapter tomorrow! Hope you guys like this chapter!

Enjoy!

Slowly, Dick opened his eyes. He felt extremely weak, like his muscles were made of jello. It actually took him a minute to remember how to open his eyes. When he did, he was a bit confused.

He was in one of the Watchtower's infirmary rooms, lying on the bed. He could hear the beeping noise of a heart monitor and could see an IV bag hanging over him. Following the tube line with his eyes, he saw that it went straight into the back of his right hand. And beside his right hand, was Rachel's head. She was sitting in a chair beside him and had apparently slumped over in exhaustion. Though she was sleeping, she still looked tired. Raising his eyes more to examine the room, he saw Roy, Wally, Gar, Conner, Jason, Rose, Donna, Dawn and Hank. They were sitting in chairs, also fast asleep. It made him wonder how long he had been here.

"Dick?" Turning his head to the side, Dick saw Bruce sitting by his side. Seeing that he was awake, Bruce gave him a small, rare, smile and placed the back of his hand against Dick's forehead as he asked, "How are you feeling?"

"Tired. Kind of gross." Dick answered, instinctively leaning his head against his adoptive father's hand. Looking up at him, he then wondered, "What happened?"

"What do you remember?" Bruce inquired, moving his hand to brush Dick's hair away from his face.

"I remember Rose going to see Slade, to get Jericho. She got him, right?" Dick questioned. When Bruce nodded, he continued, "And I went to go get changed, but then, nothing. Except, I kind of remember Roy, and drinking water, I think."

"Slade had apparently poisoned his sword. So when he cut you, the poison got in your bloodstream. You've been really sick, but we got the antidote and you're going to be just fine. You just need some rest and need to take it easy for a week or so." Bruce filled him.

Dick frowned as his still-slow brain tried to process the older man's words. Though he didn't remember much, he did remember thinking it was strange that Slade had appeared so confident despite being caught. Having apparently poisoned him, that made sense. Still, it was a bit jarring to hear that you had been poisoned. And considering the way Bruce was looking at him, and was actually physically comforting him, it must've been bad. Showing any emotion besides anger, especially caring and loving, was difficult for the man, so if he was showing that, it meant that he had definitely been spooked.

"The others okay?" Dick wondered, not sure if anyone else was injured. He hoped not.

"They're fine. They were just worried about you." Bruce answered, moving his hand to stroke Dick's cheek.

"I'm okay Bruce. Promise." Dick said with a tired grin. Hearing that, Bruce finally seemed to relax bit, enough that he actually sighed.

A quiet moan suddenly drew the attention of the two men towards Rachel, who was starting to shift her head. Blinking her eyes opening, she slowly looked over at Dick. With a smile, Dick said, "Hi Rach."

"Dick!" Rachel shouted as she realized that Dick was awake and threw herself onto him, wrapping her arms as best as she could around him. Dick winced, as his entire body was sore, but returned the embrace as best he could.

Suddenly, Dick heard the voices of the others, calling out his name. Looking up, he saw that they were all awake now and were coming over to them, relieved expressions on their faces. Smiling back at them, he said, "Hey guys. How's it going?"

"Better now that you're awake. Though I have a feeling I'm going to regret that soon." Roy answered with a grin, coming to stand by Dick's side as Bruce backed away to give them room.

"Excuse me?" Dick questioned, still grinning.

"I know you Dick, and you are horrible at doing what the doctor says." Roy explained.

"I am nothing but a perfect patient." Dick objected with a mock-insulted tone.

"No, you're not." Bruce immediately told him as Roy and Wally both scoffed.

Dick opened his mouth to insist that he always followed the doctor's orders, even though he was fully aware he didn't, but then he noticed that Rachel was still holding on to him and the hospital gown he was wearing was starting to feel wet right where her head was. Rubbing her back, he said, "Rachel? Are you okay?"

"I'm sorry, so sorry." Rachel blubbered, her crying now becoming audible.

"For what?" Dick asked, trying to move his head so he could see her face. He didn't really need to because Rachel lifted her head on her own so she could also look at him.

"I'm sorry for leaving you, and Gar. For getting so mad. For showing up out of nowhere and disrupting your life and making you take care of me." Rachel said, tears still streaming down her face.

Dick was completely stunned by what her words. Where had all that come from? Deciding that was a question for another day, he brought his hands up to her face to brush her tears away as he replied, "It's okay. It's okay. I understand why you left. And as for taking care of you, I wouldn't change a thing."

Though she started crying harder, the teenager smiled and fell back down on top of him, hugging him again. Dick leaned his cheek down on the top of her head and continued to comfortingly rub her back, whispering, "It's okay."

"We're sorry too Dick." Dawn voice's had Dick looking back up at the group, focusing on Dawn and Hank standing by the foot of his bed. Both of the blondes looked apologetic and a little ashamed. Though Hank stayed silent, Dawn spoke up again. "We shouldn't have left, or blamed you for what all happened. It wasn't your fault."

"I'm sorry too." Jason chimed in from his spot between Rose and Hank, not meeting Dick's eyes.

"It's okay. I understand." Dick told them with a reassuring smile.

Kory, who was standing behind Rachel, put a hand on Dick's shoulder and asked, "How are you feeling?"

"I'm feeling alright." Dick answered, leaning his head back on the pillow. "Kind of tired, sore, and really gross. I definitely need a shower."

"Yeah you do. That fever you had did not do you any favours when it comes to your looks." Wally somewhat joked.

"Thanks man." Dick said. "As soon as I can stand, I'll get right on it."

After a minute of chuckling, Rose suddenly came forward and said, "I'm glad you're okay. There's someone who really wants to talk to you."

Instantly, Dick tensed up while Rachel pulled away, wiping her face and nose with the sleeve of her sweater. Rose came closer, and closed her eyes. Opening them, an expression of joy that was so similar despite being on a different face. Smiling at him, Rose brought up her hands and started signing as she said, "Hi Dick. It's good to see you."

"It's good to see you too Jericho." Dick told him, unable to keep the tears from welling up in his eyes. "I'm so sorry it took so long. And I'm so sorry about that night."

"It's okay Dick. I never blamed you. It was all Slade's fault. I know that, and I know what the Titans stand for." Rose/Jericho said and signed. Before he could respond, Rose/Jericho fell on top of him and hugged him tightly, just like Rachel had done.

Immediately returning hug, Dick said, "I missed you kid."

"Missed you too. Thank you for finding and coming for me." Rose/Jericho told him.

"Of course. Any time." Dick responded.

"I see the patient is awake." A new voice suddenly joined the conversation. Rose/Jericho let go and backed away, allowing Dick to see Dr. Mid-Nite coming over to him. "How are you feeling?"

"Sore, a little tired." Dick answered.

"I imagine you would be. That poison definitely put your body through the ringer." Dr. Mid-Nite responded, looking over at the monitors.

"But no serious side effects, right?" The police detective asked.

"I don't think so, but I want to run some tests just to be on the safe side." The doctor/superhero replied.

"Sounds good." Bruce chimed in with a serious tone before Dick could say anything. Looking over at his first son, he added, "And Dick's going to do exactly what he's told."

"Why are you all ganging up on me?" Dick asked while everyone else just grinned.

"You do remember the time you had a broken collarbone and three broken ribs and still decided to go to the gym to train right?" Wally asked, raising an eyebrow.

"It was a fractured collarbone and only one broken rib." Dick corrected, then pointed his thumb at Bruce as he continued, "And unlike him, I never tried to go crime-fighting with a broken leg."

"Okay, that's enough." Bruce cut in, knowing all the stories that Dick had in his arsenal about him. Turning to the others, who were all looking too entertained for their own good, and said, "Let's all back up a little and let the doctor look over his patient."

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Donna watched silently from her spot in the doorway as Dr. Mid-Nite examined Dick while the others stood around, as close as they could be while still staying out of the way. She wanted to be by his side too, but there wasn't enough room. Plus, everything she wanted to say, should probably be said in private. But if she was being honest, Donna was a bit scared of having that conversation. Of having to admit her lies that started this whole mess. Would he hate her? Her lies put him through h*ll, emotionally and physically. Her lies caused everyone to turn against him. She would completely understand if he told her to get out and that he never wanted to see her again. Suddenly, she realized that that's exactly what Dick must've been afraid of, and yet, he still came clean to her and the others. Now, it was her turn.

Suddenly, Kory turned her head and looked right at her. Donna tensed up a little and looked over to the side, trying to avoid her gaze. However, that apparently only made the alien curious. Enough that she actually came over to her. Not wanting to get the attention of everyone in the room, Donna slowly backed out of the room. Kory followed.

"Are you okay?" Kory asked quietly, closing the door a bit so that no one would hear them.

"Yeah. I'm fine. I'm just, so glad that he's okay." Donna answered, doing her best to give the redhead a reassuring smile.

"But?" Kory prodded, knowing that there was something else going on.

Sighing, Donna leaned her head against the glass observation window and said, "I need to tell him. I need to tell him the truth. I should've told him so long ago, but I don't know how."

Kory stayed quiet, thinking over her response. Though it had felt like weeks, it had was actually only last night when Donna confronted Slade. When she tried to get the information that they needed to save Dick. When Slade revealed the secret that no one knew that Donna had been keeping. However, during those 12 hours of waiting for Dick to respond to the antidote Wonder Woman and Batman got, waiting for him to wake up, no one had talked about it or even tried to bring it up.

"Donna, why did you lie in the first place?" Kory broke the silence.

"You mean, about going to Themyscria?" When Kory nodded, Donna answered, "Because I was in love with Garth and didn't want to admit it. Didn't want to start something that I thought could get in the way of what I thought was the direction I wanted my life to go in. And I knew that if I stayed, that that's exactly what would've happened."

"Would that have been so bad?" Kory wondered, leaning against the wall.

"At the time, I thought it was." Donna responded.

"Okay, but why not tell Dick? Why not explain all of that? I'm sure he would've understood."

"Yeah, he probably would've, but it felt, cowardly doing that and Dick," Donna paused, biting her lower lip before continuing, "Because of my being raised by Wonder Woman, there were a lot of times I was on Themyscira so Dick and I didn't get to spend as much time together as we would've liked. It got worse as we got older. If I told him that I wanted to leave just because of Garth, it would've hurt him. But not only did I still end up hurting him, I did far worse than if I had been honest in the first place."

"And afterwards?" Kory pushed.

"It didn't seem, important, after Garth died. And I, I was so angry, so lost in grief that I didn't really think about it. And it got worse when Jillian told me how she was actually the target and wanted to take over the search for Slade. I wanted revenge, and I didn't care what I had to do to get it. And then, everything fell apart. I got Jericho killed and hurt my little brother." Donna said before finally turning her head to look at Kory, exposing tears forming in her eyes. "How do I tell him that I did that, and I kept my mouth shut and let him take the blame for it?"

Kory stood up straight and walked over to her side. Placing a hand on her shoulder, she said, "I don't know. But I think, the important thing is, that he knows how sorry you are. I know that I've only known Dick for a few months but, I know him enough that he won't blame you."

Donna knew that already. While his attitude may have been a little colder than it was back when he was a kid, she knew he still had the same heart as he did back then. The overly-forgiving and loving heart that had been broken so many times yet still kept beating. She knew he would forgive her, but she also knew that it would still hurt him so badly. He had been hurt so badly already and she was going to have to add more to it. A part of her wanted to continue to keep her lies a secret, just to spare him, but she knew she had to. He had a right to know.

Sensing that Donna needed some time alone, Kory gave her shoulder a gentle squeeze and snuck back into the room to join the others. Donna didn't really pay any attention to that. Her focus was on Dick, who she could barely see with everyone that was in the room. Soon though, Dick's eyes, looking over the group with him, landed on hers. Donna's breath hitched a little in surprise, but then he gave her a small smile. Smiling back, she lifted her hand and gave him a short wave which caused his smile to widen. Then, his attention was pulled back to Dr. Mid-Nite who was standing right beside him.

"He's awake?" Donna heard Diana's voice off to her right.

Still keeping her eyes on Dick, she said, "Yeah, he is. It looks like he's going to be okay."

An arm wrapped around her shoulders before the motherly voice spoke again. "That's good."

"Yeah." Donna mumbled, leaning into the woman's embrace.

"Are you doing okay?" Diana then asked.

"No. I'm scared." Donna admitted with a shameful tone.

"Of what?"

"Of telling the truth. Of telling him that I lied and stayed quiet while he took the blame. Of getting mad at him when it wasn't his fault. Of letting everyone yell at him and hurt him when they should've yelled and gotten mad at me."

"Oh Donna." Diana whispered, pulling her in a little closer. "You know you aren't the sole person to blame for all this, right? You played a part in it, but so did Hank and Dawn and Dick, and most of all, Slade. And Dick loves you. He will forgive you."

"That's what makes it worse." Donna responded, looking over her mentor. "I know he's going to forgive but I wish he wouldn't. He should yell at me. Treat me exactly as Dawn, Hank and I treated him. I deserve it. I don't deserve his forgiveness."

"Isn't that for Dick to decide?" Diana asked. When Donna remained quiet, Diana added, "I know it can be hard to accept forgiveness when you don't deserve it. But a big part of it, is learning how to forgive yourself too. You've seen what can happen to people who don't."

"You mean Bruce, and Dick." Donna said.

"While Bruce can be extremely stubborn and has the emotional range of a teaspoon, yes. Though Bruce can hide it better than Dick can, they both blame themselves a lot for anything that goes wrong. It does speak volumes to how much they care, but it does cause them a lot of pain and makes it extremely difficult to move on." Diana explained. Looking over at the young woman, loosely running her fingers her hair, and said, "I hate seeing them go through that, especially since they don't deserve it. Don't go through it too."

"But I do deserve it." Donna protested.

"Maybe for a little bit, but not forever. Especially since you can't change what happened. All you can do is learn from it. And it seems pretty clear that you already have."

AN - So Bruce in that one scene might seem a bit OOC, but I can't help but feel that that kind of banter would actually happen in that situation. His guard would be down a bit since he had been so worried about Dick and now relieved that he was going to be okay. Hope you all enjoyed this chapter! See you all tomorrow for the finale!