After the first week, Dick began to adjust. Anthony was a huge stepping stone in his recovery and it made the transition. Another week passed before he asked Bruce if he could go back to his own team in Jump. He felt confident in his recovery now, and although Alec was still present in his mind, he was no longer being controlled by him.
Anthony had ended up being taken in by a nice family in Gotham, who explained that they would take care of him while his "Daddy" was away. He sent Dick letters every week to tell him how he was doing. On the day of his move back home, Bruce put his hands on his son's shoulders.
"You don't have to do this if you aren't ready." He said. Dick looked up at him with large eyes.
"I am ready. Are you sure it's not you who isn't ready?" He asked, smirking. Bruce returned the smile.
"Maybe..." said the older man, fighting back emotion. Dick laughed and hugged his father.
"I'll still come and visit." He promised.
"You'd better" Whispered Bruce. 'It's the only thing keeping me going.'
Soon, Dick arrived at Titans tower. He turned on the lights to reveal the entire team jumping out and yelling "Surprise!". Dick was stunned. A large banner read "Welcome Home, Robin!". A cake was in the kitchen, and confetti littered the floor. Dick grinned.
"You guys didn't have to go to all this trouble."
"Dude, we wanted to. It's a party." Said Beast Boy. Dick grinned.
"Let me put my stuff away. I'll be out in a minute." He said, and went upstairs to unpack.
When he finished unpacking, there was one last thing he had to do. He pulled a wrinkled letter from his pocket. It was the suicide note he'd sent to Bruce. The other one still lay untouched on his bed. He picked them both up and looked at them for a long time, reflecting on just how far he'd come since writing them. He grabbed a match from on top of his dresser and went into the bathroom. With great diligence, he struck the match and lit the letters on fire, watching them burn in the sink. He put the last bit of fire out and watched with satisfaction as the ashes swirled down the drain.
With a smile, he went out to be with his friends. At last, he was finally home.