Here's the next installment.
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The Titan's tower was empty, when Batman and Nightwing brought Robin in, still out of uniform. After going over the evidence with Commissioner Gordon, Batman had decided it'd be safer for Tim in San Francisco under the protection of the Teen Titans. So there they were at the Titan's tower with Nightwing calling in his old teammates, Cyborg, Beast Boy and Starfire. Batman was making a sweep of the tower, assuring himself that it was secure and safe for his young partner, as Tim just sat listlessly on a couch staring at the floor with his slumped shoulders.
Watching his little "brother" Nightwing clenched his fists angrily, recognizing the feelings of despair and hopelessness he saw in the younger boy from when he had lost his own parents years before. It was what he hated the most, that a lively and cheerful young man was turned into this shocked and grieving boy before him. Forcing his hands to relax, Nightwing turned his thoughts to the evidence at the crime scene. Anger wouldn't help Tim, but putting the freak that did this away would. There had been a crumpled note in Jack Drake's clenched hand that Tim had missed. It merely said, "A surprise for the Boy Blunder," and that was all. Nightwing was sure that meant Joker was the culprit, and he was going to do all in his power to stop Gotham's infamous jester, before any other harm was done.
"Nightwing," Starfire rushed into the room, "What's going on?"
Cyborg and Beast Boy were right behind her, "Yeah, what's the emergency?"
"Come," Batman began from behind them, startling a yelp from Beast Boy. "Let us speak in the meeting room." The five adults then disappeared into the closed room, leaving Tim alone in the dim living room as the other Titans slowly trickled in.
"Dude!" Impulse exclaimed stopping in the doorway rather abruptly in front of Wonder Girl. "You're not in costume!"
Cassie elbowed the quick teen and shushed him, "Can't you see he's upset?" She glanced back at Superboy with a meaningful look and led Impulse from the room by the arm.
Kon sat quietly by his friend for a moment, searching for the right thing to say, "Robin…Tim? What's the matter?"
Tim let out a shaking breath, still not looking at the super teen beside him, and dropped his head into his hands. When he did answer it was almost too quiet for Kon to hear, "They're dead…because of me."
Uncertain, Kon laid a comforting hand on Tim's shoulder.
"I…I should've been there and done…something," the Boy Wonder let out a broken sob and the silent tears streamed down his cheeks once more. The two friends sat in silence, with Superboy just lending his support as Tim allowed himself to cry, grateful for his best friend's understanding silence. It was going to be a long night.