I felt a warm hand touch my shoulder, waking me up. I looked up and saw that it was Timmy standing above me. I was about to ask him why he was waking up when i noticed i was sharing the bed with well, Timmy. There were two Timmys'. I sat up and looked between the two of them. That's when i remembered what had happened. Last i was aware i was watching other Tim play minecraft and then i must have dozed off.

If there were two Times' though, that meant that the one waking me up was from my world! I jumped up and threw myself at my big brother. Granted i was still a bit angry at being forgotten or ignored by him from before, but i was too happy to see a real familiar face. I mean, everyone here was familiar, but at the same time not. This worlds Tim seemed too stiff around me, and Dick seemed like he was struggling to keep his smile on. And Dad, he seemed off. Like he was about to burst at any moment.

It made me uncomfortable. The way he would look at me with such an intense stare. Dad was pretty intense, but this man, he was odd. The way he held me, it felt nice, like dad's, but it was suffocating. I was grateful when Tim got me out of the room.

"Timmy! You found me!"

"Yeah, this was a pretty intense version of hide and seek, but i always win at that game, so of course i would." Timmy held me against him and ran a hand through my hair. It felt nice to have him near me again. It hadn't been long, but i was afraid for a bit and it was nice to have my real brother near me.

Tim pulled away from me and stared at his clone in the bed. This worlds tim had awoken during our reunion and was looking on at us. His eyes were sharp though, like he wasn't happy at see my brother. I tugged on him a bit and Timmy looked down at me.

"Are we going home now?"

"Yeah, we need to get going so come on." Timmy pulled me out of the bed and placed me on my feet. I felt the familiar ache in my chest from moving abruptly, but suppressed the coughs that were trying to move up. This was not the time.

"Lead the way! I'm sure everyone else is about to do something stupid."

"Too late for that Tommy, i kinda did."

"Oh boy, what you do?"

"Jumped into a cwirling vortex of doom on a hunch that id find you in it."

"Dumbass." i swatted at him and he laughed at me.

"So is that the plan? Jump into another swirling vortex of doom to get back?"

"Pfft, like you aren't looking forward to weird shit. Come on twerp." Timmy grabbed my hand and started to drag me out of the room. This worlds Tim and dick followed us out. Dick seemed to stick close to us, while Tim lingered out. Dragging his feet a bit as we went down the stairs. Once we got to the bottom of the stairs i saw that this world's versions of Dad and alfred were waiting for us down there.

Timmy paused to pick me up, i would usually have complained that i was ten and didn't need to be picked up like i was a toddler, but in this case, i wanted the reassurance that i wasn't alone. And i could feel the distrust from Timmy coming off in waves. He must have gotten the same vibe from this version of Dad too. He was dangerous.

"Would you like a ride to the place?" This version of dad said. His voice low and threatening.

"No, we are going to be fine." Timmy's voice was stern and aggressive. He tightened his hold on me.

"Well, let us walk you back. This is still Gotham and it is night. We just want to make sure that you two get back to your world sa-" Dick was interrupted but a loud sound of ripping, the whole house shook from the hearing piercing noise that was coming outside.

Timmy ran out with me still in his arms, while the others ran out as well. We got out to the backyard and looked up. The sky was turning green once again, and the clouds looked like they were swirling.

"Whats going on?" i asked.

"We need to go now, come on Tommy." Timmy took off to the side of the yard. Running as fast as he could, while holding me. Behind him, i saw the others chasing us. They easily caught up to us and stayed next to us. Keeping an eye on the ever looming sky above us.

Tim ran for a very long time. Desperate to get us where we were going. He was hoisting me up against him, trying to get a good grip on me as he continued to run, but he was running down hill now and the sudden weight shift made his footwork uneven, causing the both of us to go spiraling down the hill. The others called for us as we got to the bottom. Timmy had tried to hold on to me, but i went flying to the side of him. My body hitting the hard ground. Fireworks of pain exploded in different parts of my body. It was hard to breathe again. I was trying to follow the instructions of what Dr. Collin would tell me to do when my lungs weren't cooperating with me, but each gasp of breath i tried to take in only seemed to make it worse. My throat had tightened, closing off any way for air to get in. i wanted to yell for Timmy to help, scream for Dick or Jason to come, cry for my dad to make it better, but i couldn't get a sound out.

"Tommy!" Timmy's voice reached me, but i was going in and out. I hadn't taken my medication today and my inhaler was lost at some point.

"Tommy!? Come on. You need to breathe! You need to calm down and take a small breathe. Just like Dr. Collin said. Come on!" i tried to, but it felt like the world was going in and out. Like how the tv does when there's a power surge.

"We need to get his inhaler?!" i heard in the background.

"Where is-" i started to back out. I could only hear mumbling and everyone was starting to move out of my view. I was staring at the green sky now. It was actually really pretty. Don't get me wrong, it was scary, but it was in its own way beautiful.

I was brought out from my musing as someone scooped me up. There was a lot of yelling going on. I looked up and saw that it was Timmy holding me. He was screaming at Dad, or at least a version of him. His eyes had a frightened look. I turned my head a bit and saw that Dad was angry and Dick was off to the side a bit. Looking as lost as i felt. What was going on?

I tried to focus on listening, but the pain in my chest still had a dull pain to it. I could only really focus on that, but the murmurs were becoming a bit clearer the more i focused.

"Kill him" Dad said.

"Crazy" Timmy said. It was odd and such bad timing. I needed my inhaler and we were so close to home. I could get it there, but not here. Why were they fighting about it?

There was a few more yelled murmurs, but Timmy took off with me in his arms faster than before. He let himself fall the rest of the way down the hill rather than try to run it. Dad chased after him and so did dick, but he seemed to stay back a bit more. Timmy was behind dick, but he seemed more concerned rather than confused.

All the jostling of Timmy running went numb to me. My body ached, but it felt like i was getting used to it. The wind that i was getting hit with from Timmy running actually felt nice on my face. Little puffs of air was finally getting to my lungs. Granted it was only enough to ensure that i would pass out, it still felt nice. Timmy was carrying me, like he does everyday after school. We were going home.

Timmy said something and i looked forward. Not too far away from us was a weird wave of green aurora. Its was between two trees'. It looked like it was a warp mirror, but i'm pretty sure thats how we were going to get home.

Timmy doubled his speed and was only a few feet away from entering the warp when a force hit him from behind. We both went down, but this time Timmy held on to me.

Dad was standing above us, looking so very angry. Why was he angry? We were just going home.

"LET US GO! HE ISN'T YOUR SON!" timmy's voice finally got through.

"HE IS!"

"NO!" the screaming matched kept going.

"WE NEED TO GO! YOU HAD YOUR CHANCE!"

"NO, I DID NOT! MY CHANCE AT HAVING MY SON WERE NEVER GIVEN TO ME!"

"YES IT WAS. HE'S JUST DEAD. WE KEPT OURS ALIVE!" timmy tried to stand, but Dad grabbed him and threw him down. With a heavy thump me and Timmy landed. Timmy tightened his arms around me and spun us around so that way he was blocking me from Dad.

"YOU CAN'T HAVE HIM!" timmy yelled. He was trying to crawl away from him. His grip on me hurt, and he was shaking. His blue eyes now wide and frightened. He was scared. For me? For himself? We were so close. So close to home.

Dad was standing over us. I never felt to afraid of him. It was like he was finally showing how he was. I was afraid. I was afraid i would never see my real dad. I was afraid we would never go home. That we would never see Jason or Dick. I wanted to go home.