Disclaimer: why do we have these things? seriously it's called fanfiction for a reason. *sigh* well I don't own anything from Young Justice, not even a drop. But if DC comics wishes to hire me, I'm all for it! =D

Thanks everyone for the ideas! Still could use a great 'get the whole league out of the house scenario, no aliens' idea for this one, but i think Roy's coming into the story's been solved on 'Where's Robin?' More Haley's circus names would be great too.

Now that Robin's no longer considered a threat, he needs a place to sleep. Flash and Superman are in his corner the most obviously, but were going to see how many changes there are between worlds now because of one little boy in the dark knight's life, first on a few people's personal level

Without Me

Ch. 3 – Accommodations

It was a few minutes more before the handcuffs came off. Turned out to be Dinah's. Robin looked between her and Ollie as he rubbed his wrists. There wasn't a drop of affection between them, so either they weren't ever a couple or had a really bad break-up. He bet on never a couple.

"Can I get my shoes back?"

Canary gave him a sizing look before shaking her head. "If you really are Batman's kid," both Batman and Robin twitched at her statement, "then I know you've got something hidden in them."

Robin shrugged. "But it kinda sucks walking around barefoot. Did you have to take my socks too? Who took my gear any way?"

"Weren't you paying attention?" She folded her arms suspiciously.

"Not really."

"Canary," Flash intervened, "the kid's whole world went black. Imagine if no one knew who you were, and your mom didn't recognize you?"

Both Gothamites twitched again, though Batman was trying to ignore the conversation. Robin was just trying to find a way to not think of this Batman as his Batman. Maybe he'd just call this one Batman and his Bruce. Yeah, that should work. Or not.

Canary rolled her eyes. "Hard to believe since we looked exactly the same."

Robin looked away, pretending not to know nor care about Dinah's past. Flash just seemed a little confused. To save them both, he decided to change the subject. "Never mind. I'll just borrow someone else's for a while."

"Whose Shrimp?" Green Arrow joined the conversation, eyeing the kid suspiciously. Robin looked up and down the archer, and deducted this one's life was quite a bit different from his GA. There was no compassion on his face either. "You're not exactly in our league."

"I'll get him something," Flash insisted, glaring slightly. Robin looked at the scarlet speedster and noted how similar he was to his best friend's uncle. There was a harder edge when dealing with the League, but the regular Barry Allen when he spoke to Robin. Clearly his life didn't differ much from the Flash he knew. A wedding band was still under his glove, so Wally probably was still his nephew. Where he was at the moment would remain unasked until later. "So stop picking on him."

GA threw up his hands in his defense. "Hey hey, if the big guns say he's okay, I'm good with that. Just don't turn your back on the stick boy. Last one I did shot me in the back."

Robin rolled his eyes and sighed to the side. Ollie probably earned it. Roy hated being picked on by the older archer. Another person he'd have to find out about later. He hadn't missed GA's comment about Sportsmaster using kids earlier. Artemis was likely with her dad. That was saddening. The girl worked so hard in his world to escape him.

"I doubt he's going to shoot us any time soon." The boy wonder looked back up to Flash's face and knew he was getting ready to argue with the archer. He had to detour them again.

"I wear a size six and a half mens." The adults looked at him again, some surprised he wasn't angry at them for the comments. Truth be told, Robin heard half of it before from Oliver. He was small, and thin. Several people pointed it out over the years. He just accepted it and waited for his growth spurts in the coming years. He was bound to be as tall as his dad. "But I might need a half size bigger. Pants, about size ten, boxers, and medium shirts. Long sleeves work fine. And mind picking up a pair of sunglasses? I feel weird without something on my face."

The non-couple stared at him, surprised he was taking the fight away. Flash seemed to catch on quickly and grinned. "Ya got it. Hey Supes! Stay in the kid's corner while I'm gone!"

Superman nodded, smiling kindly as the fastest man alive dashed away. Green Arrow and Black Canary just looked down on Robin, slightly taken back. "Kid, you've got a lot of guts."

"And I'd like to keep them where they are, thank you very much." This won a short laugh from Superman, Hal and Ollie. The rest dispersed slightly to take care of other matters. J'onn stayed next to Robin until Superman knelt before him. Both their presences were comforting, but truth be told, Robin just wanted to get to work to find a way home.

"So, what are you planning to do with me?" he asked the man of steel before he could say a word. The Martian glanced once over to them then went his way. Probably after some Oreos.

Superman put a comforting hand on Robin's shoulder, being as kind to him as possible. "For now, I think we'll keep you here. I'm certain Batman's searching for any anomalies in the cave for a quick way to send you home right now. You'll probably have to undergo some tests though."

Robin nodded. He expected this, but he wanted to do something about it as well. "I'll do anything if it means getting home faster."

"That's the spirit." Superman smiled, getting off the floor. "And don't forget about your Batman. If he's anything like ours, he'll do everything he can to get you back."

Those words were exactly what he needed. Hope and warmth filled his chest as he thought of his Batman, his Bruce, his second dad. He really would tear time and space apart if it meant bringing his Robin home. A small, slightly happy smile grew on his face. "Right."

Relief and joy creped into the farm-boy's face once he saw Robin's expression lighten. He clapped lightly on the boy's shoulder. "Come. It's late and we've got to find you a room."

Robin nodded and stood from his bench to follow his uncle. No, this wasn't his Clark, but he wasn't much different either. Still bright and cheerful, always a shining comfort, it was nice to know Superman wouldn't change if he wasn't there.

Briefly he looked back to Batman, a stab of pain returning to him. The dark knight was working at the computer still, not looking towards them in the slightest. It really was as if he didn't exist in the man's sight. Robin bit his lips together for a moment before letting the kryptonian lead him out of the main room to the living sector.

"This place pretty much has everything," Superman started as they walked. "I'd give you the full tour but I think Batman would put kryptonite in my coffee. Over here is the living sector. Just a few bedrooms for us should we need to stay overnight. Medical is at the end of the hall, and the library around the corner there. The entertainment center and kitchen are—"

"I know where everything is Clark." Robin took a step outside the man's reach. "I used to sneak in and pull pranks on everyone when I was eleven." Superman jerked his head to the boy, blinking madly in shock. "Should have seen the look on Ollie's face when Roy and I put grape kool-aid in his showerhead. Roy super-glued his slippers to the floor too. Man that was a mess. Dinah yelled at us while the rest laughed. We were still grounded, but Bruce didn't bench me for it. I think he was secretly proud I could do that."

Robin chuckled at the memory. Back then, the only way the child-heroes could play with the League was if he could get them into this place. Robin, Speedy and Kid Flash were inseparable. This place was their private playground on occasion, at least until the League caught them for the day or until the bad guys found the base and ran the League out. That would have been two years ago. Why was this League using the cave?

"You got away with that?" Superman was stunned, nearly gaping at the boy.

"Yeah we did," Robin smirked. "Got away with a lot of things really, but Ollie's never been good with Roy anyway. Guess that's why he cut himself off from him."

"Who's Roy?"

The boy wonder looked at Superman, slightly hurt he didn't know Roy Harper. Things are really different here, Robin concluded sadly, then looked down. "He's one of my friends back home. Take it Green Arrow never had a teenage partner either."

Robin shook his head as he approached one door automatically. No Robin apparently also meant no Speedy. Maybe that was a good thing, considering how strained their relationship was at the moment. But no Robin probably didn't mean no Kid Flash or no Aqualad. Wally and Kaldur must have their lives in order there, right?

"Uh, kid?"

"It's Robin," he told Superman quickly while punching in the lock code. The doors didn't open. He stared at it confused.

Superman stepped in front of him, trying to gently lead him away from the door. "Robin, this is Batman's room."

The boy wonder looked up to Superman still a bit confused before remembering where he was again. "Oh. Sorry. Forgot." He shook his head to clear it. He remembered briefly Batman taking him to this room several times after patrol when he was younger. Brief meetings and late nights took its toll on the kid back then and he would end up falling asleep in that room while waiting for Batman to return from League business.

Then he remembered how last July Batman took him back to this room, making it his. "The walls are sound proof and its familiar enough," Bruce reminded him. Back then, Dick gave a sheepish grin. He knew why his mentor gave him this room. Nightmares still plagued him and this place would ensure he didn't have them too often, or at least the others wouldn't be able to hear him scream. "Security's tightest here. No one is going to catch you off guard here."

Paranoid, thinks-of-everything, Batman. This Batman's code was probably the same as his though. If not, the system wasn't that hard to hack. Especially since it was Batman's system.

But Robin let his hand drop, sadly remembering he wasn't really in his home at all. He and Superman went back to walking down the hall, silence following them. After a moment Robin felt he had to explain himself. "Back home, my team and I, we work from here. You guys have the Hall of Justice in DC and the Watchtower Satellite in space. There, that's my room."

Superman nodded in understanding. "Easy mistake then. Ah, I think this one's empty."

The man of steel pressed the enter key to grant them access and Robin entered the unfamiliar room. He tried to remember if it belonged to anyone at any time, but he really didn't recognize it from any of his pranking days or from exploring the cave with M'gann and Conner. It really was just a spare room. Deathly grey walls, a suitable bed in one corner, and different pieces of bedroom furniture around the place. He spotted a door leading to a normal sized bathroom off to the side and a built in closet next to it. Just a standard, nearly military, guest room.

Briefly he looked at the bed. "Might need another blanket."

"I think there's spares in the closet." Superman opened the closet door and looked around. "Ah! Found one!"

In an instant he pulled down a comforter and handed it to Robin, smiling. The boy took it, nodding his thanks. He didn't really have the energy to smile anymore. It had been a long day and was far past midnight. Normally this wouldn't bother him too much, but after everything that happened these past few… hours? It was hard to gage time at the moment. Either way, he was too tired and miserable to smile like he used to. Everything drained him and thinking was becoming harder.

Superman watched Robin for a moment, sensing rather than knowing the boy was in this state. He already guessed how much Batman meant to him and how hard all of this was on the kid. This had to be hard on him, maybe even scarring him for life.

"Flash should be back with a fresh set of clothes soon," he tried, hoping to cheer the kid up a bit more. The kid nodded, but said nothing. Unable to take the miserable look on the boy's face, Clark embraced him, holding him close and hoping to give the kid comfort. The kid froze, not really accepting the hug, but not rejecting him either.

"We'll find a way to get you home," Superman promised. "Just keep your spirits up, okay?" Robin nodded weakly in his arms. He held the boy there for a bit, rubbing his back in hopes of soothing the kid's troubled heart. When the kid continued to do nothing, he let out a sigh before letting him go. He kept his hands on the boy's shoulders and looked him in the eye. "I'm just a few doors down. If you need anything, just say my name and I'll come flying. Okay?"

Stony faced, Robin nodded, answering weakly. "Okay."

Superman gave him another quick hug, both knowing very well how the other felt. Robin couldn't accept Superman's hugs because he wasn't his Superman. But he was still the kind Superman he knew so well and he couldn't reject him. Robin needed his Superman. He needed his world.

Most of all, he needed his dad.

Superman let the stony faced, miserable boy go, gave him one final smile, then left the room. It locked on its own, reminding the boy wonder he was still a threat to them. Slowly he turned towards the bed. Exhaustion waved over him again and again, but it was nothing compared to the pain he felt inside his heart.

Quickly he tore off his mask and lunged into the bed, tears dripping down his face. He didn't break down in front of any of the Leaguers. He hadn't cried when this Batman said he didn't know him. He wouldn't cry in Superman's arms. Finally alone, he let every painful emotion and thought pour out of him, muffling his cries to keep anyone from checking on him. None of them could know how badly he was hurt. He was Robin, the boy wonder, Batman's partner and maybe successor. He had to be strong. He had to be fearless. He had to take the risks other couldn't to save as many people as possible.

But right then and there he was just a sad lost boy, desperately missing his family, his father.

A/N: Mind if I point out some differences? My theory: Without Robin, there'd really be no Speedy because Rob tested the waters for child hero and everyone started catching on. Ollie changed a bit when he got Roy, and then Canary really started liking him. No rob=No speedy=No Ollie/Dinah Is this a good thing? we'll find out later.

Note for the future: He's Dick without his mask/sunglasses, robin with them. And he's dead. Truth be told, only Bats will know his last name just so no one looks for his grave later. It doesn't matter if he tells the League here anything, because over half those secrets are likely not to count as secrets. the other half can only help them.

Ah, yeah, with this one I've kinda jointed the bandwagon of Bruce adopting Dick. Guess I made it an awkward Christmas present between them that year.

And before anyone asks again why the League is in the mountain, it won't be answered. In 'get back up's' 'traitor' I have a theory on why they left. 'Get back up' takes place about a month after this whole fiasco. That's the last of my hints here. Enjoy! and please help with the ideas for later. don't think of a scenario you want me to write. we never saw how they saved the sun after all.