Blackkcatt: I'm baaackkkk! And...WITH AN ALL NEW CHAPTER!

Robin: Geez, took you long enough *rolls eyes*

Blackkcatt: Shuddup you're supposed to be unconscious! *glares*

Batman: is he now? *daddy-bat glares*

Blackkcatt: *gulps* Oh hey Batman! *nervous laugh* Nice to see ya!

Batman: *glare intensifies, Robin smirks* You. Better. Not. Hurt. My. Baby. Bird.

Robin: *holds back laughter with hand*

Blackkcatt: for Batman you're kind of slow on this one

Batman: WTH is that supposed to mean?

Blackkcatt: SORRY TOO LATE! *runs for life*

Batman: *narrows eyes* she is so dead.

Robin: yep *smiles*

Roy: ughh my head, wait? Where the hell am I?

Robin: Oh hey Roy! Welcome to this twisted story dude.

Roy: …?...

Robin: You'll see. *crosses arms*

Rated T- cause I'm paranoid

Minor cursing if any and some blood in this chapter

Triggers: Cancer, Chemotherapy

I do not own Young Justice or any of the DC characters, yada, yada, yada

Chapter 8- Catching A Fallen Bird

A loud crash of glass and ceramic echoed through the halls of Wayne manor followed by a loud thump. Alfred immediately dropped his duster and rushed to the source of the sound- 'master dick's room!' Alfred fretted as he made his way up the last set of winding stairs that led to Dick's floor.

Alfred had been increasingly suspicious of the boy's behavior as of late and the loud noises emanating from Dick's quarters confirmed his thesis that the boy was in fact truly hiding something.

Without knocking like the polite butler he usually was, Alfred burst through the thick oak door of Dick's bedroom causing it to swing into the wall behind it. Alfred hastily scanned the bedroom for any sign of his 'grandson', but was only met with the sight of an empty pile of tangled sheets and a cracked window.

Becoming more tense by the second Alfred continued to rush into Dick's bathroom, being met with a sight he saw too often- Dick's blood. It coated the white tiled floors with striking contrast and licked the corner of the granite countertop, leading Alfred to the sickening conclusion that Dick had fallen and hit his head smack dab on the hard counter.

Sure he was used to the thick sticky substance, by being Batman and Robin's on sight medical reference, he was required to get used to this type of horror.

But this was different, Dick's blood wasn't spilled because of the Joker's crowbar, the sharp claws of Catwoman, or the gun or an ordinary thug, Dick's blood coated most of his face, head, and linoleum because of his own actions of not telling anybody of his prior condition.

"Oh Master Dick!" Alfred panicked, immediately trying to stir the unconscious boy back to the visible world by crouching down next to him and turning him carefully onto his back.

Alfred was astounded at how sick Dick looked at that very moment. His skin was ghostly white when compared to his usual tanned appearance and his soft raven black locks were sticking to his forehead from sweat and blood.

Alfred could smell the rancid stench of vomit through the irony odor of blood making him want to retch his own stomach contents. But holding his last amount of English grace and composure, Alfred decided it was best to call Master Richard an ambulance along with Master Bruce for who would be fuming at the news.

Running to the nearest phone located in the hall and shakily raising the phone to his ear, Alfred dialed 911.

BREAKLINE. BREAKLINE. BREAKLINE. BREAKLINE. BREAKLINE. BREAKLINE. BREAKLINE. BREAKLINE.

Batman was currently standing in front of six very anxious looking teens, all of Young Justice was there along with Roy, who Batman insisted come to the meeting. The Justice League was standing close behind, cornering Batman so he could not get out of telling the team what was going on.

Batman made a defeated sigh and was about to start when his communicator went off.

"Batman here." He barked into the communicator while ignoring the confused and demanding looks he was getting.

"Master Bruce! It's Richard he..he fell and hit his head and I've already tried to stop the bleeding but it won't clot, I called for an ambulance but….Bruce you better get here." Alfred panicked over the line, 'Alfred never panics.' Bruce thought horror stricken. Eyes going wide Batman tore through the league members and pushed his way to his Batmobile in the hanger.

BREAKLINE. BREAKLINE. BREAKLINE. BREAKLINE. BREAKLINE. BREAKLINE. BREAKLINE. BREAKLINE.

"Okay?" Roy spoke first, breaking the silence.

"What do you think that was about?" Artemis started with a dumbfound expression.

"I could feel his nerves just rolling off him, it was almost like he was panicking." M'gann said sadly.

"Batman doesn't panic." Superboy stated simply while still staring down the hall Batman ran down. He hadn't heard the conversation on the phone but he heard the raised and panicked tone of the caller and Batman's heart rate increase.

"Whatever is was it had to be serious." Aqualad concluded showing concern.

"You have no idea." Superman stood behind them with a sad expression on his face.

"Okay enough of this! I can't take it anymore!" Wally screamed with guilt because he saw what Batman's face read- terror and concern. Terror and concern for Robin. Something happened and it was enough to make Batman run like a crazy man out of Mount Justice, meaning it was bad. "I'm tired of secrets. Do you want to tell them or should I?" Wally seethed, crossing his arms.

Superman sighed and looked at the ground before closing his eyes and preparing himself.

After a long moment superman raised his head and spoke "Robin's sick, as in terminally ill, he has leukemia." He spat out at a fast pace.

Everyone in the room was shocked at Superman's bluntness. Wally's heart broke all over again while M'gann and Artemis let out horrified gasps, Aqualad dropped his head low feeling almost guilty, Superboy stared at Superman with a hard and unwavering expression (M'gann and the internet helped him piece together what cancer was) and Red Arrow silently fumed.

"What you mean Dick is sick?" Roy slipped up using Robin's real identity, but he was too angry to care at that moment "Why weren't we told sooner!" Roy screamed.

"Roy calm down they just found out." Wally tried to coax Roy only to interrupted by the angry archer gripping the collar of his shirt harshly. "YOU! YOU KNEW ABOUT THIS!" Roy started accusingly causing Wally to slump into Roy's grip and look at him dejectedly. "Some 'brother' you are." He growled low while shoving the speedster back towards his teammates and storming off down the hall.

"Dick?" M'gann questioned quietly while standing a way back.

"Wait you mean Dick Grayson?" Artemis asked Wally with wide eyes.

Wally nodded sadly, 'well that secrets out'.

"He goes to my school, that's all I've been hearing these days, Dick Grayson has been absent for nearly a month and all the papers are saying it was because he has cancer and is on bed rest. Our class even made a card for everyone to sign and give to him." Artemis finished with realization "I can't believe I never noticed." She replied guiltily looking down to the floor.

"Nobody knew." Aqualad comforted her while putting a reassuring hand on her shoulder and giving Wally a careful look.

"Wally?" Aqualad questioned softly causing the speedster to look him in the eyes "It is not your fault, I'm sure Batman told you not to reveal anything to us, we understand." He finished reassuringly.

All Wally could do was nod and pathetically reply "I'm sorry." He didn't realize until then that he was crying, the waves of sadness that he tried, for so long to hold back overwhelmed him and broke free. Every wave crashed silently over the lids of his eyes and fell down the cliff of his face, catching in every crease and crevasse of his pained expression.

The team surrounded Wally joining in with his sorrow, although not all were releasing their private emotions, they did all ride out the waves with him in the deafening silence.

A/N:

Robin: Told ya!

Roy: WTH was that? She makes me seem like such a dick?

Robin: Dude, at least she didn't give you a life threatening disease and make you fall over a bunch of times. *Robin pout*

Roy: Okay, good point.

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