Batgirl opened her eyes slowly, taking in her aching body. She was lying on the couch in the main room. Immediately she remembered what had happened. She sat up, wincing.

"I wouldn't do that," Wondergirl said immediately. Batgirl waved her off. "Seriously, you just fell off the roof, you should lie down."

"Robin?" Batgirl asked, looking around, already dreading the answer. Wondergirl glanced across the room for help. Finding no one, she sighed.

"We can't find him," she admitted. Batgirl nodded. Calm down, you were expecting that.

"So do I have any broken bones?" Batgirl asked. Wondergirl looked surprised.

"I don't…" She was saved answering by the appearance of Raven through the door.

"I healed you, and you injuries weren't very severe," Raven declared. "You'll be fine." Batgirl nodded, getting to her feet, stopping for a second to hold onto her side. The rest of the Titans followed Raven into the room.

"What the hell happened?" Cyborg demanded, frowning at her. Starfire glared as though all suspicions had been confirmed.

"Madam Rouge," Batgirl responded simply, slowly testing her joints for sore spots.

"How'd she find us?" asked Beastboy. Batgirl rolled her eyes.

"You're house is a giant t in the middle of a bay," she retorted. "Gee, I don't know." The Titans looked at each other. Batgirl sighed. "Sorry." Beastboy's eyebrows both shot up.

"Um… don't worry about it," he said, putting his hand behind his head. "I'm used to being snapped at between Raven and Robin." His joke only caused Batgirl to scowl at him and leave the room. Wondergirl shot him a glare before following.

"Where're you going?" she asked. Batgirl didn't respond, she simply continued down the hallway. Wondergirl caught up, grabbing her by the arm and stopping her. "What are you doing?" Batgirl stopped, admitting that there was no way she was pulling out of Wondergirl's grip.

"It's time for plan B," she replied.

"Barb, you're not going back in there to brood right now," Wondergirl replied firmly.

"I'm not brooding," Batgirl replied.

"You are not…"

"Listen, we brought the confrontation to us, but that didn't work," Batgirl replied, turning around to face her. "Now we go to them." Wondergirl sighed, releasing her friend in defeat.

"Atleast have Roy help you."

"I don't need help finding them," Batgirl replied.

"Barb, you…"

"Donna, I know where they are." Batgirl waited for her words to sink in.

"You do?" Batgirl led the way into Robin's room, and turned on the light. On the wall was a giant map covered in red dots, and there were several piles of paper on the bed.

"They're in Parris," Batgirl explained, gesturing at the large red circle on the map. "This is everything we managed to gather about the leaders, and this is everyone who has in anyway work for the brotherhood."

"How long have you had all this information?"

"We've know where they were all week," Batgirl replied. "Today we finally admitted we couldn't find anymore information."

"You've known all week?" Batgirl grabbed the files, walking back down the hall. She walked into the common room, where the remaining Titans were having a loud "discussion" as to who was now incharge.

"HEY!" Everyone stopped to look at her. "Fighting isn't helping anyone." Starfire frowned.

"You may not tell us what to do," she snapped. "You are not…"

"I know," Batgirl snarled. "And I don't care. I'm not trying to take over or anything, but I'm going after the Brotherhood of Evil, and I'll welcome any help I get. If the Titans are too busy yelling at each other…"

"What've you got?" Superboy asked. Wondergirl put her hand on Batgirl's shoulder.

"Better you than him," Kid Flash anounced, pointing at Speedy.

"HEY!" Speedy protested, but he joined the group too.

"I'm in," Jinx announced. Cyborg and Bumblebee looked at each other.

"It's what we're all here for," Bumblebee announced.

"Booyah!" Cyborg agreed.

"Okay," Batgirl said. "So, here's what we know…"

~0~

Robin woke up suddenly, jerking his wrist against the restraits that held him to the chair. He tested the restraints again, only to discover that they didn't even allow him to bend his wrists. He glanced around the room. It was small, with one few inch heavily barred window, and a door.

They're good. I guess I'll just have to let this play out then. He sat back in the chair. How'd I get here? Think Grayson, think! His eyes widened behind his mask. They were on the roof, there was an explosion…

What'd they do with Babs? His thoughts were interrupted by the entrance of an old man in a military outfit.

"I hear you fashion yourself as something of a leader," the man sneered.

"Who are you?" Robin asked. Better not let them know what we know.

"That is not important," General Immortus replied, circling back behind Robin. "What we want to know is who you are."

"What do you care?"

"What makes you tick, what makes you fight…" the General continued, walking around to face Robin again, he continued, "who you love… your father perhaps?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," Robin replied.

"So the Batman isn't your father?" the General replied. "But he's your mentor, no?" Robin failed to reply. "Why don't you tell us about him?" Robin adjusted his gaze away from the General to the wall. "What about your team? You don't want to see any more of them hurt, do you?" Robin held his gaze at the wall. Anymore? Calm down Grayson, he's talking about Wildebeast and Hotspot.

"So that's what your worried about, isn't it?" He brought his hand down, colliding firmly with Robin's jaw. Robin gritted his teeth. "Reply."

"No." SMACK.

"Don't you care that your friends are hurt?" I guess I'm going to have to make a concession.

"Yes." Gereral Immortus smiled.

"You and your little friend put up a little fight," he changed the subject. "Or was she your babysitter?" He turned to stare at Robin, waiting for him to react.

"What did you do with her?" Robin replied, carefully keeping his voice only mildly interested.

"You really don't need to worry about that. If I was you, I'd be asking, 'What can I do for you?'"

"May," Robin corrected. SMACK.