Mocking Jay sat across from Ra's Al Ghul. He still had his mask on, although Ra's suggested he didn't. "I have a really bad scar on my face. I was in a fire and my face was burnt beyond salvation. So I like keep a mask on. I would not like to offend you." Ra's nodded and called for the food to eat.

"Well, at least tell me your name." Mocking Jay shook his head. Ra's eyed him. "I'm at a disadvantage. You know my name, but I don't know yours."

"All you need to know is my name is Mocking Jay, and that's ALL you need to know. Understand?" Ra's smirked.

"I don't know that you are a brave man, or a very stupid one."

"Some people say the bravery and stupidity are the same things."

"True," Ra's mumbled. "Very true." He then took a sip of his wine, while Mocking Jay stared at his water.

"I'm not drinking this. I don't know if this is poisoned or not. As another assassin I guess you understand my concerns for my well being. Being in a house of an assassin." Ra's smiled and laughed at the man opposite to him.

"You are a smart man. A very smart man, but you are an important person to reach my goal. I won't kill you...yet."

"Ditto."


Wally laid on his bed and looked through his phone of pictures of him a Dick. One was of them at a carnival. Another at a movie theater. Another one at a zoo. Just photos of them together. He missed Dick, but this mission was very important to them. Although if the team and the rest of the Justice League found out... Wally shivered at the idea. He couldn't let his emotions get in his way of the mission.

"I miss him." Wally mumbled and covered himself with the blanket. He hasn't gotten any sleep since he last saw Dick last, which was one week ago. He missed his boyfriend. He was almost asleep when he heard his phone go off. He groaned and grabbed it. "What?!"

"Good to see you as well." A voice said. Wally's eyes widen.

"Dick?!" He yelled.

"Shh!" Dick hissed. "People might hear you, Kid Dork!" Wally laughed and smiled.

"I guess they would. So, what do I owe the honor of this call?" Wally asked, in his flirtatious voice. Dick sighed.

"I wanted to make sure you were okay. I gotta go now. I love you." Wally smiled and told Dick he loved him too. Wally always loved it when Dick told him he loved him. It warmed his heart with so much happiness. Dick hung up and left Wally back to his thoughts. He cuddled with his pillow and fell asleep.


Damian stood at Dick's door, but he didn't go in. He just stood there in silence. This was his little brother's room. His little brother who was killed by an assassin. He felt so horrible because he couldn't save him. He is such a horrible brother. He couldn't sleep at all. Alfred tried to comfort him, but nothing can. It was bad enough when Jason died, now Dick. Why couldn't his little brothers stop dying?! He banged his first on the door and he guessed people heard. Since all of the batfamily except for Bruce come to check on him.

"A-are you okay. Dami?" Steph asked. Damian stood there and just tried not to cry. Jason looked at Damian and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Damian. Please. You have to talk to us. If you don't one day you will end up getting yourself killed by being reckless! Now where would that end you up? Us? I miss Dick too! He was my little brother and I loved him! You aren't the only one who misses him! Now, if you would stop being an ass who won't open up to people and get yourself killed, see if I care, because I don't!" Jason screamed. He walked back to his room, slammed the door, and locked it. All the other ones just stood there is shock. Jason barely talked after Dick was killed. Seeing him finally talk about it was a complete shock to all of them.

Damian was the first one to recover surprisingly. He went up to Jason's door and knocked on it. "Jason? Are you okay?"

"Leave me alone!" Damian could hear that he was crying.

"Jay, let me in."

"Why?! You think that you're the only one mourning him. He was also my little brother! He came to me when he had nightmares when Bruce wasn't here! Not you!" He snapped through the door. Damian sighed and leaned against the wall. He slid down and put his head on his knees.

Where was Bruce when you needed him?