Hello, all. This is a re-write of a piece that I posted on my old account, 'Midnight-Writer X'. The old fic' is still there, along with others that I may or may not re-write or continue. For those of you who know my old account and are following the stories there, then you should know that some pieces on there will not be continued as I can no longer access that account due to technical difficulties. If any of you strongly wish for me to continue some of those pieces on this account then PM me and I will gladly consider it.

Thanks if you took the time to read this. Now, on with the story…

Chapter One

To say that he was worried would be an understatement. Richard 'Dick' Grayson was so anxious that he was considering burning Gotham to the ground and searching the rubble for his missing brother. From his perspective that seemed to be a more affective plan than simply searching Gotham high and low like he had been doing.

As Batman, and the self-appointed brother to five siblings, Dick felt it was his obligatory duty to keep a special eye on the members of the Bat-Family. He found it comforting to know where everyone was, what they were doing and if they were well or not. So when Jason Todd, second Robin to Bruce's Batman and current Red Hood, scourge of the underworld, disappeared off of his radar, a rising panic gripped at Dick's heart. Couple the mysterious disappearance with several rumours that the ominous Red Hood has become a 'whipping boy' for several of Black Mask's armed employees and Dick Grayson became hysterical with worry.

He had started a frantic search for the rogue Robin as soon as he'd lost contact. When he found nothing but dead ends and false leads he formulated a mission plan to find his lost brother. A mission plan that seemed to be a solo endeavour when it became apparent that no-one else was bothered by the unfortunate news.

Dick had voiced his concerns to his youngest siblings, asking them to help him in his search. To his astonishment, and disappointment, the constantly arguing brothers decided to place there fighting on a temporary truce and teamed-up against him.

"Good; I hope Todd never comes back."

"Yeah, Gotham will do a lot better without him painting every street corner with blood."

"I agree. He was a worthless enemy and now we can focus on our more important foes."

"I don't know why you're bothering to try and find him, Dick. He's probably out murdering people that have annoyed him. He'll come back once he's had his sick fun…hey, where are you going?"

Dick had stormed from the room screaming about family loyalty and trying to find someone who really cared. He soon contacted Oracle, knowing that she had had a soft spot for Jason when he was Robin. But even she had dismissed the notion as being a 'Jason-thing'.

"You know what he's like, Dick. He's always vanishing and reappearing when no-one wants him to. He'll be back in Gotham causing havoc in no time."

"Babs, can you please just search around for him? Is that too much to ask?"

"Okay, Hunk Wonder. I'll do it, just for you."

He had sighed a terse thank you and, several hours later, found himself confiding his worries to Alfred.

"I feel helpless, Alf'. All I can come up with are dead ends and no-one seems to be giving Jason's disappearance a second thought." The idea that no-one was giving Jason's disappearance a first thought crossed his mind when Alfred replied.

"Master Jason has proven that he can look after himself. He would not be best pleased if he discovers that he has gained a babysitter after a week away from Gotham."

Dick was alone in his search. He had no-one else to turn to. The Commissioner would arrest Jason as soon as they found him and it was likely that he would arrest Dick for being associated with him. The rest of the Bat-Family hardly knew Jason and saw him as an outsider; a warning to those who want to stray from the heroic path. And the League members were still holding grudges against him for various Red Hood activities that had led to the destruction of buildings within their cities. The majority of them wanted to lock him up in Arkham Asylum. Dick cringed as he remembered the heated conversation between Batman and the League when they had first discovered the Red Hood's true identity. They had pressured Batman and Nightwing into bringing Jason to justice once and for all. Look how well that had turned out.

Since beginning his search Dick had looked through hundreds of security videos, reviewing Jason's whereabouts and retracing his steps over the past few weeks. He made sure to always keep and eye out while on patrol for anything that could give him a clue as to what had happened to his brother. So far he had come up with nothing.

On the fourth night of his search, just before he was due to go on patrol, the Batcave's alert system was activated and Oracle's green avatar appeared on the main computer screen.

"Can you make it quick, Babs?" Dick asked as he pulled on the top half of the Batsuit. "I'm about to go on patrol."

"A hello wouldn't go amiss, Former Boy Wonder. Or don't you want the information I found that may help you in locating where Jason is?"

Dick's head snapped up so fast that his neck clicked. "What did you find?"

"One of my many informants gave me this earlier today." She typed into her computer, allowing her to send a picture document to the Batcave's computer and open it up on the screen. "Ignore the writing, that has nothing to do with this, but take a real good look at the image."

The picture, which was now enlarged on the computer screen, was a simple black and white image that looked like it has been taken with a mobile phone camera through a dirty window. Dick could barely make out three figures in the distance; half covered in shadows, they were nothing more than blurry outlines. But what held his attention was the slumped figure in the foreground of the picture. He was definitely male, with broad shoulders covered by a rough leather jacket and a large helmet hiding his head.

"That's Jason!" Dick exclaimed. Suddenly the dread that he had been feeling for the past few days didn't seem so prominent anymore. "Do you know where this was taken?"

"If my informant was telling the truth, then he's in the warehouse district just outside of Gotham. Should be the furthest warehouse from the Gotham boundary."

"Babs, you're brilliant!" Dick pulled the cowl over his eyes and ran to the Batmobile.

"Aren't you going to take Robin?" Oracle asked, her voice hinted with concern.

Dick sighed and rubbed a hand across his chin. "I shouted at Tim and Damian pretty bad a couple of days ago. Robin's been patrolling with Red Robin ever since."

"I'll contact them for you and explain what's happening."

"But…" Dick began.

"No buts. I can't get a security feed for the warehouse district so you'll be going in blind. You might need back up when you get there."

"Fine." Dick jumped over the railings and landed perfectly in the Batmobile's driving seat. "I'll contact you when I arrive."

As fast as he could without crashing into the cave wall, Dick revved the engine and sped out of the Batcave praying that he wasn't too late to save his little brother.