-Flashback-

Jason looked down at the golden boy and the Bat take on Killer Croc; looks like they sent the Robin to bed early tonight. To be honest Jason loved watching the two fight; they reminded him of the old days, when he was still innocent and stupid and life was simple, the days when his family trusted him instead of wanting to put him in Arkham. That was before he realised that the way they fought crime was useless, that Batman didn't really stop any crime in Gotham; he only slowed it down. Before he realised the only way to stop crime in Gotham is to control it. That was something Bruce and Dick would never understand.

Jason's thoughts were interrupted when Nightwing was suddenly grabbed by the throat and pinned to the wall by Croc. Red hood looked at Dick's surroundings and noticed that he and the bat were both targets of at least a dozen men; whom were currently getting their arses kicked by Batman. Since when was Croc able to bribe goons into working with him anyway? Last Red hood heard, he was just some mindless monster rampaging through the sewage systems of Gotham. Something wasn't right here. Another question arose in his mind as he watched the brutal scenes below him; why had Batman not helped Grayson yet? Croc was coming dangerously close to killing him and yet the Bat seemed too busy or too distracted with the henchmen to see what events were unfolding. Shit. Jason really wanted to avoid having to come to the rescue but if the golden boy is too weak for the Croc then he would have to show up to get the job done. His first approach would to usually just shoot the monster and be over with it but unfortunately he really wanted to avoid a lecture and a prison sentence from the boy and the bat tonight. Red hood recklessly jumped from the high ledge he was perched on and slammed himself straight into Killer Croc. Nightwing dropped to the ground gasping for air and Jason and the Croc tumbled across the ground. Luckily for Croc; he was able to roll on top of Red hood and sink his claws into his chest. Jason snarled with pain which made Killer Croc's mouth twist into a smile.

"You made me lose my meal," Croc hissed into Jason's hood, "now I will eat you instead."

Even with the mask he could still smell the scent of rotting flesh in Killer Croc's mouth and could see the chunks of meat wedged in his pointed teeth.

Jason laughed, "Death hey? Been there, done that. No need for a repeat."

Croc growled and dug his claws deeper into Red Hood's torso, lifted him up and threw him against a wall. Jason groaned as sharp pains shocked through his back; that was not exactly the smoothest landing he has had in a while. Before he could react Croc was already on top of him; one hand holding him down; the other scraping against his helmet; creating a horrible screeching sound; alike the sound of someone scratching their fingernails along a blackboard. Jason cringed as the sound rang through this head. Grabbing a knife from his jacket, Red Hood stabbed it into Crocs stomach; which lead him to roar in pain and roll off Jason in an attempt to pull the weapon from his insides. Trying to regain his breath, Jason pulled himself upwards; preparing for another attack. Unfortunately Killer Croc was too quick for Jason in his current state and punched his fist into Red hood's gut. The punch was so hard that Jason was chucked across the other side of the building. Jason gasped at the strength of the hit as he tried to intake as much oxygen as possible. Getting winded was not as bad as puncturing a lung; but it still sucked balls. Croc slowly ran a nail against Jason's shoulder; tearing his jacket and causing blood to flow down his torso, "I'm going to tear you apart; piece by piece then feast on your insides." Croc whispered as his tongue slid along Red Hood's helmet.

Killer Croc was suddenly kicked off Jason as Batman and Nightwing decided to join the party. To any normal person; it would be incredibly relieving to be saved by the bird and the bat but right now Jason needed to escape. He wasn't going to go through another round of being held up in Arkham; not while he was still alive. His eyes ran over his surroundings but it seemed that Croc decided that three was one too many for him to deal with. Batman had also disappeared; probably gone to chase after him. Only Nightwing was still in the area. Dick ran to Jason and put his hand to his wound, "What the hell were you thinking? And why is it every time we have one of these reunions; one of us is left bloodied and bruised?"

Jason pulled away from Dick's touch, but then bended over in pain, "I was saving your arse golden boy, now are you going to follow daddy or put me back in Arkham?"

Grayson shook his head, "Jay, I wouldn…"

"Save it D, just go," Jason picked himself up and limped towards his bike. When he looked back Nightwing had already disappeared, "typical daddy's boy," Jason muttered under his breath.

By the time he reached his motorbike, Jason had already lost a lot of blood. He predicted that he wouldn't make it back to his safe house and even if he did; he doubted he would be able to stitch himself back up. That left him with one option. Grayson, you had better be back at the mansion by the time I get there or I swear, if I don't die; I will kill you.

-Back to the present-

Tim washed Jason's blood off his hands and called Batman to report what had happened.

"What do you mean he just walked in? Did he try to hurt you?" Bruce sounded worried and angry, "why is there blood all over you?"

"It's Jason's… He's passed out but I stitched him up and gave him a few drugs and he seems alright now. He didn't try to do anything; he just kind of showed up." Tim shrugged.

"Good. Try to keep him from waking up; strap him down if you have to. Jason Todd is dangerous and not in a right state of mind; remember that."

Tim nodded, "yeah sure, but he seemed fine when he came in, I really doubt he is going to do anything wro…"

"Robin, that's an order." Batman glared at Tim warningly.

"Alright."

"We will be back as soon as we deal with croc; until then keep an eye on Jason."

"Ok." Tim sat back and sighed as the transmitter on the computer went blank and he was once again left alone with nothing but the sounds of bats and Jason Todd's steady breathing. He checked Jay's torso for any signs of infection; but it seemed alright to him. It was interesting seeing Jason like this; he looked ten times younger than he did when he was conscious and it was the only time he seemed perfectly at peace. Realising they were probably going to be there for a while, Tim placed Red hood's jacket over his torso then chained him to the bed; Batman's orders. He then set up a chair beside him and wrapped himself in a blanket. Looking at a clock Tim now noticed it was 4am. There went his chance of a solid 4 to 5 hours of sleep. Jason's reunions always kind of sucked and whether it was Jason's problem or his; he was always seemed to be the one to suffer.

Alright guys, I'll try and post another one tomorrow. Thanks for reading and please give me a review. I wrote this at like 12 at night so you know; sorry for anything that doesn't really make sense.