"You can't keep me here. You know who i am, and why i came here." i ignored the young man that was now in one of the caves holding cells till i figured out what to do. Well more like try to understand why i did what i did. This young man was none other than Timothy Drake. well , his alternate. I caught sight of him as he picked the locks off the back window and slid into the manor. At first i thought it was an intruder trying to chase the place, seeing as it was still one of the many highly sought after homes to rob, but even still. This person acted like they were sneaking in their parents home,rather than trying to steal something of worth.

That's when i saw that he had the a very similar build to timothy. And the way he moved around the manor was like he lived there. It wasn't a hard jump to think that it was indeed Tommy's older brother come to try and bring him back home. I should have flipped the switch to tell him i had caught him. To tell him that it was ok to take his brother home. I should have let him take him home, but i didn't. Infact, i did the worse thing i could do, with little thought. I got behind him when he was climbing up the stairs and put him into a choke hold. Silencing him. He struggled against me and when he finally went limp i dragged him back to the cave, where we are now. He awoken and was immediately on guard.

I sat across from him now. Thinking. About? Well thats what im trying to figure out. Something snapped in me when i realized that this boy was going to take tommy away. The only thing that has brought me and semblance of peace since Damian had gone away. He looked like damian, but he didn't really act like him. He didn't flinch when i patted him, not like how Damian did. He made jokes that weren't all too mean to Tim. he was actually a very sweet boy. Just like Damian is when he lets his guard down. Tommy is how Damian should have been raised. He was happy, and so full of security that he got from being around his family.

I should let him go. Where he felt that he was safe, but i couldn't. He was all i had left of my son.

Even if he wasn't him. He was the best i could get.

I sighed and went back to staring at Alt- Tim. he seemed angry. No real question as to why.

"You know we have to go back!" he tried again. I haven't said much of anything to him since he woke up.

"ARE YOU LISTENING! TOMMY NEEDS TO GO BACK HOME!" i continued to stay silent. I let it lapse for a moment before i shifted in my seat.

"Why?" he was stunned at my question. Looking at me like i was nuts. Which i might have been at this point.

"Why? Why? Cause he's sick. He needs his medication if he wants to keep breathing." he said now, desperate. I took another moment to let it sink in.

"I have contacted wonder woman. She is amazon that has a sort of healing spring that may help-"

"WE'VE TRIED THAT! IT DIDN'T WORK!" he interrupted me. He stood up then, pacing back forth in the glass cage. I cursed inside of my head, 'damn, well there were other alternatives.'

"It didn't work? So then we will try something else here."

"What aren't you getting. We have tried every thing. All of the justice league members have tried to help him! Nothing worked except for those pills." he was starting to wear himself out.

"What pills? I asked as i stood up straighter. Now more interested. My mind moving like a bullet, but it still felt sluggish and weak to the news.

"At Least make him take them. When you grabbed me, the pills fell out. Make sure he takes them." Alt-Tim pleaded as he patted his pockets. I would have to go upstairs and retrieve, but first i had a few questions.

"What else have you guys tried to do?" he shook his head.

"Everything from Wonder woman's healing springs to taking him off world to visit green lantern corps. Nothing worked."

"Why is he like this?" he looked at me confused.

"Where's your thomas?"

"We don't have a thomas." it was simple as that. We didn't have a thomas. We have a Damian.

The look of pure horror that went across Alt-tim's face made a dense feeling in my stomach, this might have not been my Tim, but his face was of one great grief. Something in my mirrored one too many times.

"Oh god. Here, they must have. Oh god. Oh god." he dropped on to the small chair that was kept in there. His head hanging, his bangs covered his face, but i could hear the heartbreak in his voice.

"What?" i persisted still. I needed to know.

"Talia must have killed him here, rather than just drop him off with you." well he wasn't to far from the truth.

I stayed quiet. I didn't want him to know what really happened.

"Is that what happened in your world?"

"She dropped him off at my Bruce's home when he was 4. Said he wasn't strong enough and that there was nothing she could do for him." he took a deep breath and continued. "He had failed in climbing some kind of damn mountain, and gotten sick. That's when he started to show his illness. Its some genetic thing. I don't know. In the reports someone broke into his womb chamber or something and fucked around with all the machines. Cause a lot of the 'backups' to die. Most of them got sick too. So no spare parts for Tommy. Probably figured it best to scrap the project and start from scratch." he finished and went back to standing.

"I need to get out of here. We need to get back home. Tommy needs to go back home." i sighed again.

"I really can't let that happen." i didn't mean to say that out loud, but i said low so hopefully he didn't get it.

"What?" shit. "What did you just say? Did you not hear what i just said. He needs to go home." i sighed again. This was getting out of hand. I didn't mean to keep him here forever. I couldn't do that. Just till it was ok to send him off.

I was about to try and explain my reasoning when i heard the door to the cave open.

"Hey, bruce? I found these pills on the stairs. Any clue on what to do with them?" Dick said as he came down stairs. He looked around for me and found me sitting in front of alt-Tim.

"Hey, umm, why is Timmy in there?"

"Dick? Dick?! I need to get Tommy home!" Alt- Tim yelled for Dick.

"Bruce, what did you do?" the learieness was impossible to miss.

"He choked me out and put me in here. I just want to take Tommy home and get im medication." he nodded to the bottle that Dick was holding.

Dick glanced down to the bottle in his hands. He lifted it up and squinted inside.

"So you're Timmy, or tommy's timmy."

"Yeah, and i need to see him."

"I bet. Well i'll get you out soon enough, but i need to talk to B for a bit. Don't leave." his voice was light, but i knew he was about to try and get me to talk. He pulled me to the side and we started.

"Ok, why is he in there?"

"Security purposes."

"Security purposes? Really?" i didn't dignify that with a response.

"Well, how bout now? Is he good to get out?"

"What's the point. He can't go back yet."

"YES I CAN! I KNOW HOW TO!" Alt-Tim yelled at us. He must be reading our lips.

I rubbed the stubble on my jaw. Dick flipped his hands up in exasperation.

"Let's set this straight before things get out hand bruce." i nodded and let him be the sane one this time.

He went to the side of the cell and punched the code in. Alt-tim came out and sighed in relief of seeing Dick. thankful for his assistance.

"Great, so can i just go and grab him?"

"Well, Tommy is asleep right now, so maybe we go in the morning?" Dick bargained.

"No, it best if we just go before the portal closes." i perked up at this.

"Portal? Any reason why its open?"

"Uhhhh, it's a warp given off from superboy's punch. It caused a bunch of inconsistencies. They are all unstable so are trying to keep it under control." he explained. I raised a brow at the lack of information. He was obviously leaving out information.

"But yeah, i need to get Tommy before it closes. Best to do it while it's still active." he pushed back again.

"Ok, ok. Lets just go upstairs and we will wake them up and we can get you on your way." Dick agreed. The bad feeling was coming back again. Like i wanted to do something that would end very bad for everyone. It was already a bad night, and i was starting to question my sanity. I shouldn't have done anything to alt-Tim. He was just acting the way anyone unsure of their surrounding should. He was here to save his little brother. He wasn't here to take my son.

Though that may all be true, i still felt like i should stop him at all cost. That he was trying to take my son away.

I stepped aside to let the two of them go up to the manor while i stayed back. I needed a moments to collect myself. To set myself right, and to make sure that i could let go of Thomas.