"We have to find him!" Bruce's voice cracked, as if he was on the verge of tears.
"We will," Dick said gently, placing a hand on Bruce's shoulder. Jason was out looking for Tim, along with Barbara and Damian.
Slowly, tears rolled down Bruce's emotionless face, "I can't lose another Robin. Not after Jason." Dick started to tear up too. "Master Wayne, is this a bad time," Alfred asked. He had just walked into the room.
Bruce wiped the tears from his face, "No. No it's fine. What is it?"
"We have a hit on Tim," Alfred said. Bruce stared at him, shocked.
"Where- Where is he?" Bruce asked hopefully. Alfred looked at him, his eyes said.
"Master Bruce…. He's with- with the Joker and Ra's Al Ghul. Damian managed to track down their hideout, but by the time he got there, they were gone. Tim too," Bruce's face fell to one of desperation.
"What if they kill him?" Bruce whispered.
"They won't," Dick spoke, "If they have him, then they need something." Dick stood beside Bruce and hugged him tight, "It'll be okay. We'll get him back. I promise. Just stay traught." Dick halfheartedly laughed.
"What would I do without you two?" Bruce said looking up at Dick and Alfred.
Alfred gave him a small smile, "I have no idea Master Bruce,"