Don't own anything. Except the plot.

Also on the P.O.V.s, I'll use the hero's civilian Name if the person on P.O.V. Knows it. If they don't then I'll use the Hero name.

EX: Babs' P.O.V. would use Dick, not Nightwing.

Ex: Cassie's P.O.V. would use Nightwing, not Dick.

Hope it's not confusing. Carry on with the story.

Somewhere in the Inner Mountains North of Canada

Conner's P.O.V.

Conner was pissed. No, he was livid. He was mad at Aqualad, for underestimating the enemy. He was pissed at M'gann because she had almost mind raped Gorilla Grodd. And he was livid at Clark for not taking him to Russia with him. So for Conner to still be in the middle of beating Match's face in was, infuriating.

He was a senior member, and he had been posted on Alpha squad. But someone had to mess up the last mission and naturally that someone had given the blame to him. Oh he was going to give L'gann an earful when he got back.

So here he was on Zeta, yeah Zeta, not even Beta, but Zeta with Cassie and Bart. Conner had to admit they made a good team, he was just too mad to pay attention. While dodging Match's wild strike, he took notice Bart finishing up his last guy and Cassie flying to help him.

He gave one sadder look at Match before unleashing a punch to his face. Conner felt the pain shoot up to his arm almost immediately. He didn't know was happening until he was on the ground cradling his punching hand with care. He broke his hand.

Holy crap Superboy! You broke your hand!" Cassie said worriedly while Bart inspected the scene.

"Yeah, I kind of figured that out by myself," Conner replied through gritted teeth. Conner was never a fan of pain, so a broken bone was a shock to him. Especially since he was supposed to be Superman's clone. He just couldn't. It was unthought of. He reached up to his ear with his left hand. And turned on the communicator.

"Aqualad, everything outside is taken care of. Do you have the Intel?" Conner asked while looking at his hand.

"Yes, mission was a success. Rendezvous in twenty minutes at the Bio-ship. Aqualad out." And the communicator went dead.

"Let's get to the Bio-ship," Conner deadpanned. The others nodded and followed him.

Cassie's P.O.V.

Cassie knew or at least thought how Conner felt. She could feel his anger ever since the accident with L'gann a week ago. She felt sympathy for him, but she would never show it around him. She was too scared of M'gann.

Cassie was always on everybody's good side. So she got really confused when M'gann barged in her room and started yelling at her to stay away from Conner. Cassie had just stood there and took the verbal beating from M'gann. After she had left, Cassie had contemplated telling Conner but she had decided against it. She didn't want to get involved.

Cassie hadn't been very inconspicuous about her detachment from Conner. In fact, he had confronted her about it the very same day she had started. She didn't tell him anything about M'gann, but Cassie suspected Conner knew. To be honest with herself, she had a crush on Conner, even though she was with Robin

"Cassie, are you listening?" Bart interrupted her thoughts. She hadn't even noticed they had arrived at the Bio-ship, much less the dirty looks M'gann was giving her. Realization dawned on her and she mentally cursed herself for thinking about a telepath when the telepath was in the same room. She looked over at Robin and she felt a pang of hurt. She didn't like secrets in a relationship, and she hated the one Robin was keeping from her.

She recalled her last conversation with Robin:

She was looking for Robin. She had looked everywhere but couldn't find him. She had asked everybody and they told her they hadn't seen him. She panicked for a bit until she face palmed herself. She had forgotten to look in the training room.

As she made her way to the training room, she couldn't help but think how much Robin had changed. He had become very irritable and barely made any conversation with her. He had stayed away from most teammates too.

She reached the training room and could hear someone grunting and panting. She slowly entered and saw Robin hitting a punching bag. He was going H.A.M. on it, and most of the bag was destroyed. She admired that a mortal could do such damage to a punching bag. She had only seen one non-meta do so much damage and that had been Nightwing.

She missed him. She liked him as a leader more than Aqualad, and she hadn't understood why he had left until Conner had explained. Now she just felt guilty. She didn't know Nightwing would think that the team wouldn't want him here after the plan. Sure she had felt betrayed but later she had thought about it and knew that his plan was well thought out.

Robin hit the bag with one final hit and cried out in pain. She flew towards concerned for his left hand.

"Robin are you okay?" she had asked while reaching to help him.

"Yeah Cassie. I'm peachy," he said. His tone detached and a little embarrassed. He stood and walked over to the bag, unhooked it and threw aside. He then walked to the storage room and dragged a new one over to the center.

"Robin, you're hurt. Go to the med lab and take a break," she said reaching over to him.

He jerked away from the her hand, "No."

She stood there, hurt, "Robin, please your hurt!"

He turned his head towards her, "I. Said. No."

She knew he was looking at her in the eye; she just couldn't look at him because of the sunglasses. She didn't like them because of that. He walked over towards the bag and started going ninja on it, throwing bird-arangs and kicking it. He back flipped and tried to handstand but his injured hand gave out. He fell with a thud cradling his hand.

"Robin please go to the med-lab!' Cassie pleaded.

"Nightwing would never go to the med-lab," he said. She finally understood what this was about.

"Yeah but Nightwing would take breaks," she said.

Robin's head snapped up he clenched his good hand. She had never been intimidated of Robin, "Please go."

She looked at him, "Robin, I'm sorry. I wasn't -"

"Don't. Just give me some time," he had said.

"You know you hurt me too. The fact that you won't tell me your identity hurts," she said and left.

That had been two weeks ago and they hadn't talked since then. Cassie wondered if her relationship was meant to be.

Barbara's P.O.V.

She analyzed Cassie's face from afar. Babs knew that Tim and Cassie were having relationship troubles. She had talk to Tim about it and he told her. It had been because of Cassie's mention of Dick.

Dick hurt Babs. She understood why he had left; it didn't mean she had to like it. Dick called once in awhile to let them know how he was doing. But it wasn't enough for her. She wanted for him to hold her, and to be here with her. She sighed; she could see the Watchtower in the distance. She hated staying in the Watchtower. It felt weird and unlike home. She mentally laughed. She called the Batcave and the Mt. Justice a home. She never thought about her house with her dad.

M'gann opened the hatch and Barbara walked out. She went directly to change and then she thought she might pay a visit to Dick.

"Barbara, hold on. Can I talk to you," Conner gently but firmly grabbed her arm. She raised an eyebrow at him.

"It's just, I need some help," he continued.

"With what?" she prodded.

"Not here. My room?" he suggested.

"Sure. Just give me some time to clean up. Meet you in thirty minutes," she said and he nodded. Babs made her way to her room, avoiding people. She wasn't in the mood for anyone to talk with her.

She gently opened and then closed her door. Her room wasn't all that special just a bed, spare custom, and a few civies. She changed quickly and made her way to Conner's room. She was about to knock when M'gann flew out and slammed into Barbara. M'gann apologized under her breath and practically flew away from her.

She got up and walked into his room. Conner was sitting on his bed holding a mug with him and Dick smiling at the camera. She made her way on his bed.

"So what's up?" she asked.

Conner got up closed the door, and looked at her. "M'gann and I, have been having," he took a deep breath, "problems."

She looked at another picture in his room. It was of Conner, Kaldur, Wally, and Dick back before their very first mission. Everybody looked content, well except Conner. She had heard about Conner's anger issues.

"Every couple has problems, Conner. You just have to make it through them," Barbara said.

Conner scoffed, "Well our problems aren't normal at all. Ours are...a little more complicated."

"Well they can't be more complicated than Dick's and I," she whispered. She noticed Conner smile and she cursed. Of course he would hear her. He had super hearing.

"Oh, yeah. Want to bet?" he said, with a smirk on his face.

"You first," Barbara said.

"Okay. Umm, where to begin. Well it all started a month before our first break up. We had been fighting," Conner paused, "a lot."

Barbara waited for him to finish and when he didn't she prodded, "Okay. Arguing about?"

Conner took a deep breath, "She had been forcing intel out her enemies. At First i thought it was harmless, but eventually I found out that she had been leaving the victims in a comatose state. I confronted her and she denied. I believed her but it wasn't until we were paired up on a mission did I notice how ruthless her actions were towards her enemies," Conner closed his eyes, maybe hoping for the pain to go away, "I confronted her again and she denied it. I told her what I had seen and she told me that I was lying and that I was trying to make her look bad in front of the team."

Barbara just sat there, obviously no one knew about this. Maybe Dick but no one else. She was about to say something but Conner continued.

"I broke up with her and told Dick. A week passed and I suffered some memory loss. Dick said he didn't know what was happening. I forgot my break up with M'gann and we started dating. But she had been careless when she," Conner's face was a mix between hurt and mad, "she erased my mind. She left holes in my memories. Holes that made me suspicious. When I confronted her for the third and final time, she came clean. I was mad and I broke it off. Telling her to never evade my mind like that ever again."

Conner kept his head down. Barbara however was very surprised. She had never expected this from M'gann.

"Well your problems sure beat me," Barbara attempted to joke, "But it's all over right?"

Conner shook his head, "No, now she is being jelous and tormenting Cassie. She doesn't like it that Cassie and I are getting close," he smiled, "like best friend close."

Barbara laughed at his pathetic attempt for a joke, "Conner. You have to do what is right for you. It sounds like she's controlling you. Just take a break. and-"

"Team report to the mission room," came Batman's booming voice, "immediately!"

"We'll finish this later. Let's go," Conner patted Barbara's knee.

Bruce's P.O.V.

Bruce was scared, and he didn't like it. He was also mad. He waited impatiently and fought the urge to scream at the team for no apparent reason. Once he noticed they were all there. He motioned for Barbara and Tim to come up to the front. They both gave him confused looks.

"SILENCE!" Bruce yelled and everyone instantly shut up. "Ten minutes ago we received a message from Bruce Wayne."

There some squeals and worried looks given, "We have been notified that Richard Grayson, ward of Bruce Wayne, was kidnapped and possibly shot."

Most of the team raised an eyebrow but the ones who knew who Richard Grayson was got worried looks on their face.

"We found Grayson's phone, his jacket and what we are assuming is his blood on a bench in Bludhaven Park. Wayne has asked us to help and look for him. You will be divided in two teams and then subdivided even more. One team will go to Gotham, speak with Wayne and then search around Gotham. Team Two will go to Bludhaven, and inspect the crime scene," Bruce paused daring for anyone to speak. Unfortunately some one did.

"Why the hell should we worry about a snot nosed brat like Grayson," came the voice of none other than L'gann.

Everybody noticed the Bats tense, Conner glare, and Artemis nearly spit venom.

"Because it is your mission," Bruce was trying hard not to break the kid's neck, "Robin and Artemis, leaders of team one. Batgirl and Kaldur, leader's of team two. Team leaders you will pick further memebers."

And with that, Bruce was gone and sadly Dick too.

Near Bludhaven Park

Dick's P.O.V.

Dick couldn't help but smile. Life at Bludhaven University was great. In fact so great, he had finished the semester early. He had one whole month to slack off and patrol the city a little late.

Dick might've been happy, but he missed the team. He missed the thrill of fighting big villains instead of the petty crooks you would find in Bludhaven. He missed arguing with Barbara, training with Tim, and talking with Conner. He was happy, not a big happy, but a happy nonetheless.

Dick would often fill his head with homework, so he could keep his mind off the team, but he didn't have that excuse anymore. Dick had been hitting the books so hard, he had finished the semester early. which meant he had another whole month of freedom.

So he thought he might as well take up that offer from Bette. Funny thing about Bette. Dick had not been expecting her at Bluhaven, and definitely not at his school. She had smirked when she had seen Dick's face in class. Dick had been caught off guard.

Dick pulled out his phone and dialed her number. While he waited for her to answer, he studied the scene in front of him. He was currently near Bludhaven Park, a beautiful and peaceful park. A park that you would not expect to be in a place like Bluhaven. He loved the way the trees swayed to the slow and warm summer breeze. His lungs filled in as much summer air as they could.

"Hey, Dick. Sorry it took long to answer, I was talking to a friend," his thoughts dissipated as he heard Bette's voice come from the phone.

"You aren't doing anything important are you," Dick started, "cause if you are-"

"No Grayson. I'm not doing anything important," he could hear the smile in her voice. He made his way towards the entrance of the park and spotted a bench. "So how come you're calling me?" she asked.

Dick frowned; he had momentarily forgotten why he was calling her. "Umm. You know what Bette, I forgot," he sheepishly said.

"Ok, whatever. So are you still up for my offer," she said.

Dick remembered, "Yeah."

"Good, I'll meet you at the park. Okay?"

"Yup."

"Alright see you in a few," she said. The phone clicked and he was left alone with his thoughts again. Maybe another month of freedom wouldn't be so bad he thought. Dick sat down on the bench and noticed that the park was very lonely today. Dick was never paranoid, but it was too weird for a city park to be deserted.

Realization hit Dick too late. He heard and felt the bullet pierce his side, and smelled the chloroform that was instantly pressed to his face. He was slowly losing consciousness.

"This one will serve our master's purpose," his kidnapper said before Dick blacked out.

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