Title: We Don't Need No Hero
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em
Chapter: 5/?
Rating: Pg-13
Pairings: Damian/Tim (DamiTim)
Warnings: Language, Mentions Sex, Slash, Underage, Mental Breakdown (Slight)
Spoilers: None
Summary: Tim and Damian have been thrown into an alternate universe. They've been there for two years now. Practically giving up all hope on ever getting back to their universe, they make the best of what they got, Wayne Manor and fortune, a bunch of people who are this universes versions of those they love, and each other. One day Batman finally finds which universe they were sent to and takes Nightwing with him to bring back his other two sons. This is the conversation and following events that takes place after Damian and Tim walk into the house to find Batman and Nightwing sitting on their couch.
Ch. 5
BATCAVE-OUR UNIVERSE:
"Calm your tits Babs it's only been a few hours, they'll be fine."
"Yea Babs, I'm sure they're all ok. Come upstairs, Alfred made soup and Jason got the computers. You need a break."
"Go Babs," Jason says his expression unusually soft, "Bruce left me in charge anyway, I can handle this, see no guns!"
Babs just sighs and lets Dinah push her to the elevator.
"Looks like your handling things better Jason." Clark chimes in.
"Things have been better, yea. Daddy bats is allowing me more reign in the cave again. Don't know if he really had a choice when the pretty bird and baby bird went missing."
"It was hard on him."
"It was hard on all of us."
"Touche, but we'll have them back soon. Real soon."
"Now Soon! The communicator just went off! CALL BABS AND EVERYONE BACK DOWN I'M ACTIVATING THE TRANSPORTER!"
Clark takes off to retrieve the others while Jason works on activating the transporter to bring back Bruce and hopefully all his brothers.
Just as everyone is returning from upstairs there is a flash indicating the arrival of the rest of the Batclan.
Jason practically sags in relief when he sees Tim and Damian standing there in the cave in front of them. Until he realizes something is off.
"Um why do you two look like you've aged by a few years and, is that cat? Only you two would manage to find a cat to bring back."
"Jason, take them, and the cat, and run diagnostics on them, make sure everything is normal. Then we all need to sit down and have a family meeting. Someone may want to call Selina...and Lex, I'm going to need his help."
"Bruce your scaring me, the day you of all people ask for Lex Luthor's help, I know something's wrong."
"You can see it for yourself Dinah, they've aged by 2 years, that isn't something we're going to just be able to explain away. I need Lex's help on this one."
"Clark went to make the call. You do know this will give him bragging rights for like ever, though right?"
"Doesn't matter, and he'll help."
"True."
Meanwhile Jason starts running all the usually 'you've been to another dimension we need to make sure your normal' tests on Damian and Tim.
"So I guess I need to run tests on this thing too," he says while grabbing the cat. Damian takes offense to his cat being called a 'thing' and precedes to correct Jason.
"Fist off, Timothy and I's cat is not a 'thing' his name is Grey."
"You call him Grey? BUT HE'S ORANGE!?"
"Precisely."
"You will never make sense to me baby bird."
"Good. I would hate to think that my level of intelligence has fallen to that of yours."
"We've been back a total of like five minuets, can you two not start a fight already?"
"Sorry beloved, how are you feeling?"
"Tim is something wrong, have you not been feeling well, why did Damian just ask how your feeling...and wait, did he just call you beloved?"
Tim just groans and throws his head into his hands, "here we go again."