"So what do we do now?" Dick asked, looking down at Bruce. Bruce kept staring at the computer in complete silence, thinking. Nobody said a word, until Oracle came back on over the link. Oracle had gone in and hacked into Luthor Corp's security feeds to find this woman, including audio, using her mainframe at the Gotham Clocktower to run voice recognition until it matched the right woman. They were now waiting on the results. Finally, after half an hour of waiting, Oracle came back.

"I have a name. Deborah T. Timbers. 32 Main Street, Midvale, New York," Oracle said. There was a pause, then a burst of gunfire from the comm link. Everyone turned their attention to the screen with interest.

"We…may have a problem," came Jason's voice, followed by another volley of gunfire. "Arsenal, on your six!"

"Thanks! Hood, they're getting away!"

"Where's the Question?!"

"What's going on?" Bruce asked, slamming his hands on the console and jumping to his feet. There was a screech of tires, followed by an eerie silence that put everyone on edge. Then finally, Jason's voice sounded over the comm link once more.

"Sorry, had to fight off some more mercenaries. Whoever that woman is in Metropolis, you might wanna book it," Jason explained.

"What's going on?" Bruce asked again, more firmly.

"We were interrogating that guy The Question captured inside the Lex Corp building, but we didn't get much," came Roy's voice.

"Yeah, a sniper killed the guy. We tried to grab the bastard, but we were intercepted by mercenaries. This guy, whoever he is, isn't shy about killing his own men to cover his tracks," Jason explained. Bruce's eyes narrowed; every time they had a lead, something went awry. This "Broker" was five steps ahead of them. The only reason they were even aware of his existence was because he made a mistake. Of course, that mistake wouldn't have happened had Roy and Jason not stumbled onto one of their little plots. Whoever was pulling the strings, they were careful, cautious, meticulous, and extremely paranoid.

"Nightwing-" Bruce began, but Dick had already put on his domino mask and was heading toward the vehicles with Tim behind him.

"Already on it. We'll find this woman and bring her in for questioning!" Dick called back, hopping on a motorcycle with Tim behind him. They peeled out of the cave, leaving just Damian and Bruce.

"Where's The Question?" Bruce asked.

"I don't know. The guy took off as soon as the shooting started," Jason replied. Bruce's eyes narrowed again. It wasn't like The Question to run, especially not when the people he was investigating were trying to kill him; that meant they were scared and that only made him more determined.

"We'll have to trust him. He must be on to something. The Question wouldn't just run," Bruce replied.

"If you say so," Roy answered.

"We'll head back to the manor for now. Without that guy, we don't have any leads to follow. We're back at square one," Jason added in. "Alfred's probably pissed though," Jason muttered. Bruce couldn't help but to smile a little as the comm link was cut. He turned to Damian and gestured for the boy to follow him.

"What are you thinking, father?" Damian asked. Bruce pulled on his cowl and with it, donning the Batman. He made his way for the Batmobile and flashed a smirk.

"I think we're going to kick the hornet's nest," he replied.

Jason was sitting at the Batcomputer going back over all the evidence, or what little they had, to see if they missed something. Anything would do at this point. Their only lead up to now was the guy who was just sniped by his own boss, so without him, they were back to square one. It drove him mad to think there was anyone out there (aside from that bitch, Amanda Waller) that was this good.

"Maybe you should take a break?" Roy asked from the other side of the cave. He was currently at a work bench playing with some new tech. With the amount of equipment, parts, and tech in the cave, Roy was like a kid in a cake factory. "You've been at it for a few hours," Roy replied. Jason snorted, but did get up from the computer.

"So have you, Harper," Jason replied, sauntering over toward the man. Roy gave a laugh and glanced at Jason over his shoulder before turning back to what he was working on.

"Difference is, I'm doing something fun! I don't need a break; I could do this all day!" Roy replied, flashing a cheeky grin. Jason stopped behind Roy and glanced over his shoulder as the man went back to work.

"What're you building this time?" Jason asked arching an eyebrow. Roy turned to him and flashed a grin, hoisting the new gun up proudly.

"Remember that time you were knocked out a window, and I saved you with a grappling arrow? And you bitched about it-"

"Yes, I remember," Jason interrupted, rolling his eyes. Roy snicked and continued.

"Well, I made a mental note to invent an anti-gravity arrow. Well, this ain't an arrow-"

"Your grasp of the obvious is amazing."

"But it's the same idea! Anti-Gravity gun! Check it out!" Roy said cheerily, aiming the gun at a spare tire on the opposite side of the cave. A dark purple blast fire from the gun and struck the tire; it began to float up off the ground. Jason arched an eyebrow.

"Impressive. Can you reverse it?" Jason asked. Roy grinned widely and opened his mouth to speak, then shut it again, frowning. Jason snorted with held back laughter. "You built an anti-gravity gun without an option to reverse the effects? Wow, Roy, brilliant idea," Jason teased with a laugh. Roy blushed a little and snorted. He set the gun back down and got back to work.

"Hey, it still works, doesn't it!" Roy replied. Jason glanced over at the tire and watched it hit the roof of the cave, then turned back to Roy.

"Well, credit where credit it due," Jason answered with a shrug of his shoulders. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to the side of Roy's jaw. "You are pretty handy with tech, babe," Jason replied.

"Did you just call me 'babe'?" Roy asked with a snicker of amusement. Jason blushed and groaned a little at the realization, scrubbing his face with his hands.

"Jesus H Christ, I did. I've been spending too much time around you lately," he replied. Roy laughed and got to his feet, turning to Jason and wrapping an arm around his waist and tugging him close.

"You love me anyway," Roy replied, stealing a kiss. Jason smiled into the kiss and playfully punched Roy in the side.

"Pfft, that's your only saving grace, Harper."

"Ahem."

Jason and Roy jumped apart, the two of them blushing crimson as Alfred made his way over toward the two of them.

"I have brought lunch. I figured you could use a bite to eat, considering the danger you two injured idiots threw yourselves into," Alfred said evenly, setting a tray with sandwiches and tea down on the table. Jason gave a chuckled of amusement and rubbed the back of his neck.

"What can I say Alfred? I like danger," Jason replied.

"Yeah, that's why he's dating me," Roy joked, winking at the man as he grabbed up a sandwich. Jason snorted and grabbed one himself.

"No shit. You just like having a willing guinea pig," Jason replied. Alfred smiled a bit. He opened his mouth to speak when a loud explosion rocked the cave.

"What the hell was that?!" Jason shouted, grabbing up his gear. Roy quickly followed suit and Alfred retreated from the cave. Jason and Roy made for the source of the explosion, toward a sealed entrance that let out of the cave and through a waterfall. Suddenly, mercenaries like the ones that attacked them at GothCorp, started pouring into the cave.

"Shit, it's them again! How the hell'd they find this place?!" Roy shouted as he began raining arrows down on the mercenaries.

"I don't know!" Jason shouted back, firing his guns in a shower of electric taser bullets.

"You're trespassing, but much unlike this cave's master, I do not take prisoners," came Alfred's voice behind them. Jason and Roy turned as Alfred shotgun blasted a mercenary, blowing a hole in his armor and killing him instantly. There was no time for smart remarks and quick quips, as the cave was soon flooded with mercenaries. Jason, Roy, and Alfred took cover, holding them off and keeping them at the mouth of the cave.

"Fuck, there's too many!" Jason shouted.

"And they're too well equipped!" Roy called back, take a moment to fire a foam arrow, trapping three against the wall.

"I know I promised Bruce I wouldn't kill, but-"

"There's no need, Master Jason! Cover me!" Alfred called, making his way toward the Batcomputer. Jason glanced over his shoulder as the old man made his way toward the computer and dug through his utility belt. He threw several mini-flash grenades at the mercenaries. That seemed to blind them temporarily, long enough for he and Roy to get a few shots off and disable a few more mercenaries.

One of the mercenaries pulled out a grenade launcher, and fired it at their direction.

"Grenade incoming!" Jason called.

"I got it!" Roy replied, firing an arrow at it and exploding it in midair.

"Whatever you're doing Alfred, do it-" Jason began, but was interrupted by a crashing sound beside him. He turned to see a giant robot making its way toward the mercenaries.

"One of Batman's latest creations!" Alfred called. The robot, designed after Batman, stomped toward the mercenaries who gave startled cries as it swung its fists at them, taking out three and for at a time as their ammunition did little to nothing to stop it.

"Wow, I need to get me one of those!" Roy called out with a childish grin. But just when the tied seemed to turn, all hell broke loose once more. A grenade landed beside Bat-Bot and exploded with electricity, frying its systems, which quickly followed by a smoke bomb.

"Shit! Get out before-"

"Game's over, kiddies. You've been flanked," came Deathstroke's voice behind them, forcing them to turn around. Deathstroke tossed a grenade between the three of them.

"Get out of the-" Roy shouted, but it exploded and lightning arced between them, the three of them collapsing to the ground, unconscious.

"Well, what do you know? Those prototype Arc Grenades are pretty useful after all," one of the Deathstroke said smoothly, making his way out of the smoke. He stood above Jason, Roy, and Alfred, then gestured toward Alfred.

"Take the old man. Leave the rest. I'll make sure to leave the Broker's message with Batman," Deathstroke said evenly, making his way toward the computer. He glanced over his shoulder as the mercenaries grabbed and restrained Alfred, carrying him out of the cave.

Deathstroke turned his attention to the computer and began uploading the Broker's message, as well as erasing all of the evidence they'd collected up to this point.

"You've pissed off someone pretty powerful. I wonder how you'll dig your way out of this one,"Deathstroke muttered as he stopped between Jason and Roy, glancing back and forth between them. He pulled out a gun and pointed it at the unconscious Jason's head.

"Hmmm. I could save myself a lot of trouble in the future by pulling this trigger," he murmured, kneeling down beside him and tapping the gun into the side of his head. He paused for a moment, then holstered the gun. "But a contract's a contract, and your name wasn't in it."

Deathstroke made for the exit of the cave and waved back to the unconscious duo.

"I'll be seein' you real soon, I think. Later Red," he said, exiting the cave.