Happy 50 reviews! I don't know why but I just really want to finish SOB really bad. I've been brainstorming a few ideas for my other stories and possibly other story ideas and I really want to get this out of the way. This story is almost done and won't take long for me to complete so I'm going to finish it.

I don't own SOB

Bruce took Dick and Damian back to the penthouse and put Dick down for a short nap. Damian meanwhile spent most of the night thinking about what he and Dick were doing on the playground. He was trained as an assassin to always complete your task and really didn't have time for fun and games, but somehow that little boy had taught him the true meaning of fun and he wanted to have as much of it as he could. Just then, Bruce came in the door.

"Damian? Are you hungry?" He asked.

"Kind of."

"Do you want something to eat?"

"I guess. What about Grayson?"

"I'll just get him a grilled cheese or something. He usually doesn't sleep too long. I just hope he doesn't have any nightmares; not after today."

"What's today?" Damian asked.

"The first time he's gotten along with you since you got here." Damian suddenly felt a second of guilt but shook it off immediately. His words were spoken too soon as Dick came in carrying his blanket, Peanut, and was rubbing his eyes. Bruce could tell that he had been crying due to the tear streaks on his cheeks. Without saying a word, Bruce went over to Dick and scooped him up into a hug.

"It's okay. You're okay now. Everything's gonna be fine." He told Dick rubbing his back.

"What is it Grayson?" Damian asked.

"I had a bad dream." He told him.

"I…I'm sorry." Damian said feeling helpless. Bruce then motioned Damian to come over. Without thinking twice, he went over to his father and the sobbing child. Bruce then stopped rubbing Dick's back and told Damian to do it. He gave his father a confused look until Dick started breathing short gasps. Then Damian put his hand on Dick's back and started rubbing it back and forth. This caused the poor child to calm down and rested his head of Bruce's shoulder.

"What was that?" He asked his father.

"It's called comfort. It's what you do when someone is distressed. For me it was Alfred and a few others. For him it's Alfred, me, and now you're added to the group."

"I see."

"Alright Dick. Are you okay now?" Bruce asked Dick who nodded. "Do you think you can stay with Damian while I go order some food?" He asked. Dick once again nodded and Bruce put him down and went out of the room leaving the two boys.

"So…are you sure you're okay?" Damian asked. (I know he's getting out of character but just deal with it.) Dick nodded again. "What…what was your dream about?"

"Something stupid." He said.

"I see. You know…I really enjoyed the park today. You think…maybe we could do things like that again? I'll still teach you some moves." Dick immediately perked up and gave him a smile.

"I can show you tons of things besides the park. We can play ball, video games, play with my action figure Batman, and…" Suddenly a beeping was heard coming from Damian's pocket.

"What's that?" Dick asked. Without a word, Damian pulled the video screen out of his pocket and pressed the button on the bottom. He then Suddenly Deathstroke came on.

"I have your mother Damian. This is here location." He said and it showed exactly where she was which was by Scotland. Meanwhile Dick had come over placing his head on Damian's shoulder so he could watch "Perhaps you've been there. This is between you and me. Leave the sperm donor out of it. Feel free to bring that brat your father calls adopted son." He said and then it showed Talia tied to the wall by her hands with Deathstroke standing by here. "I'll give you 24 hours before I end her suffering. Be worthy of your heritage boy. Make your mother proud." He said pulling Talia up by her hair to show her bruises. The video then cut off. Damian then used his bare hand to crush the video into pieces and pulled out his suitcase with his uniform out.

"What are you doing?" Dick asked.

"None of your business." Damian said.

"You're going to him aren't you?" He asked.

"I told you it's none of your business."

"You're walking right into his trap."

"So what if I am? He has mother."

"There has to be another way. Maybe Bruce…"

"Father can't know. You heard what Deathstroke said."

"You can't go there alone!"

"Watch me." Damian said and Dick blocked the door.

"I'm gonna tell." Dick threatened.

"You do that and I'll rip your heart out and feed it to the birds."

"I'm not scared of you Damian."

"I don't have time for this. Staying with father doesn't help me kill Deathstroke."

"Then I'm going with you. Brothers stay together no matter what."

"You'll just slow me down."

"I won't; I promise." Damian knew that there was no way he was going to win this fight. Damian thought about it and Dick was ready to spill the beans any second.

"Fine, but this is between me and Deathstroke. You stay out of it. You hear me?" Dick nodded. "We leave at 1am. You better be ready or I'll leave you behind."

"I understand." Dick said.

"Boys, the food's here." Bruce shouted from the other room.

"Coming Bruce." Dick said and the boys went to the living room to eat.

Break*Break*Break

1:00am

Damian had just finish getting his costume on when his door slowly opened to reveal Dick in his little costume. Damian gave him a thumbs up and tiptoed over to his widow and opened it. The two then snuck out and took towards the streets. "You fall behind and you're on your own."

"You've told me that. I get it already."

"I don't like your attitude kid."

"I don't like the way you treat me." Dick said getting an eye roll from Damian. The two then came to the ocean.

"Can you swim?" Damian asked.

"Yeah…" He said only to get pushed into the water. Dick immediately came back up.

"What was that for?!"

"Just testing you. Here." Damian said tossing him a breathing mask. Damian then put his on and jumped in the water. "Let's go. We have a long way, and if you fall behind…"

"I know, I'm on my own." Dick said. "Let's go already." The two boys then swam out to sea as far as they could. After about 15 minutes, Dick started to fall behind as he was getting tired. Damian noticed this and his first instinct was to just leave him behind and finish the mission, but he knew that there was no way his father would forgive him. Instead he grabbed Dick's arm and kept swimming. An hour later, they finally made it to Talia's location.

"Stay here. If I'm not back in ten minutes, I'm dead. Then you swim as far away from here as you can. Understand?" Damian asked and Dick nodded. "Remember to stay low." Damian said and grappled up and hid in the shadows. Unfortunately the assassin spotted him and was about to shoot him but Damian was faster. He jumped on him and kicked him unconscious. He then made his way inside and spotted an assassin guarding the door. He then started running at him and did the same thing he did to the other assassin. After he was unconscious, he opened up an air vent and was about to jump in until he heard an assassin grunt in pain.

"Sorry." A little voice said.

"What part of stay in the water did you not understand?"

"I just saved your life. You need me with you. Two is bigger than one." Dick said. Damian was about to protest but he knew that he was right.

"Alright, but don't try anything funny. You stay close."

"You got it." Dick said with a solute. The two then jumped in the vent and made it to an underground cave with green water on the side. Damian looked up to see man-bats on the ceiling.

"I wouldn't make another move. They'll stay put as long as I tell them to." Deathstroke said coming out of the shadows. Dick took a deep breath and tried as hard as he could not to act scared.

"The Lazarus pit." Damian said.

"That's right boy. The only thing this thing pumps is everlasting life; to the highest bidder of course. Looks like your mother could use a dip." He said showing a beat up Talia.

"Let her go monster. NOW!" Damian shouted and pulled out a gun only to have Deathstroke also pull one out and aim it at Talia. Dick gasped and backed away from Damian.

"Now this is what they call a standoff. Not even the pit can bring mommy back if her head is blown off. Your play Damian." He said and unlocking the safety.

"Damian…don't." Dick said.

"Shut up!" Damian said making Dick's fear clearly show now. Damian then thought about everything his father taught him and his way of fighting crime. He then gave up and dropped the gun.

"I should congratulate you two for getting this far, but that would be plotting a suicide. You are such an arrogant little brat. So entitled, so bloodthirsty, so easy to manipulate. I brought you here for one simple reason; to kill you, but now I'm having second thoughts."

"You wouldn't dare double-cross me." Damian said.

"I wasn't double-crossing you. How about we make a trade. I'll give mommy back safe and sound and she can have a nice dip in exchange for…Richard." Dick was now petrified with fear and grabbed hold of Damian as tight as he could.

"Think about it. Your father took someone in and called him his son. Now he's given all his love and support to someone that's not even blood related. I could take him off your hands for you and you can finally have your father's love and comfort all to yourself. Don't worry, I'll take good care of the boy; I might even make him my apprentice. Then he can carry on my life's work and do his duty to kill you and take over the world."

"So do we have a deal?"

Okay Damian. This is the ultimate decision. Do you make the deal with Deathstroke and be attack by little Dickie Grayson fans? Or do you finally admit that you were wrong and call Dick your little brother. What will your choice be? Review to find out his decision.

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