Robin was grumbling while he walked through the Watch Tower. He hadn't really been paying attention when Bruce had told him he would be seeing Black Canary for therapy, so when he had tried to argue about it Bruce shut him up. So now he was here with everyone looking at him with either pity or disappointment. He looked up and saw Captain Marvel talking to Flash, probably telling him what he had done earlier today at the pizza place. When they reached the door, Batman stopped Robin before talking to him.

"Look, I don't want you to mess this up, so don't say anything you will regret. Just go with it and try to let Dinah help. That's what this is about; she wanted to help you so I said yes. At the very least try to just get through this session and we'll talk about whether you want another one or not." As Batman turned to leave, the door opened and the Man of Steel walked out of the door. He and Batman glared at each other.

"Bruce."

"Kent." They both nodded before Superman walked away.

"I've just about had it with his attitude," Batman growled.

"Don't go getting into fights you can't win," Robin warned him.

"I can beat him, but I choose not to tell him or anyone else that. Which means you can't tell anyone about it either." With those words he walked away, leaving Robin standing in front of Black Canary's door. He lifted his hand and knocked, staring out the window and off into space, literally. He didn't notice his hand was still knocking, or the fact that Black Canary had opened the door and he was knocking on air.

"Ahem, Dick." Robin looked at her sheepishly. "It's time for your session, follow me." She lead him over to a set of chairs that were facing each other. Robin smirked, Black Canary was playing quack, this was going to be funny.

"Have a seat and let's get started." She motioned for him to take one of the empty chairs, he took the black one. Dinah Smiled and sat in the red one, he had done that on purpose.

"So why do you want to play psychiatrist? What do you get out of this?" He had gone to detective mode as soon as they had entered the room, he still didn't want to do this.

"I did this because I don't want one of the best young heroes I've ever met going to Arkahm, not to mention you're one of the nicest kids I've ever met. So why don't we start? You only have to stay here for an hour; I assume you can survive that long." She gave him a smile, and he smiled back.

"Yeah, I can survive an hour." Maybe this wouldn't be so bad.

"So, what happened to your hand?" This question caught him off guard; he was expecting some question about how he felt or to go into detail on what happened.

"I, um, possibly punched through a wall." He looked down at his feet, embarrassed by what he had done. Anny hadn't asked him what had happened, perhaps she hadn't noticed, or maybe she didn't care.

"And why did you punch through the wall?" Canary was now interested, she hadn't expected Robin to do something like that. She had expected him to pass this three month period with flying colors, not with streaks of grey and black.

"I was confused and frustrated so I took my frustration out on the wall." Robin was now wondering if he could survive an hour of this. He had expected Dinah to start easy and get tougher as they progressed, not get straight to the grind stone. But Batman had said all he had to do is get through this session and then he could be done if he wanted to.

"Ok, so what were you confused about?" Canary wanted to know, every detail would help with the decision at the end of Robin's probation. Robin, however, was returning to his old self.

"It doesn't matter what I was confused about, I was just confused and angry so I punched a wall; end of story. Next question please." He was not about to tell her why, that was not her business.

"No Dick, that's not the end of the story, it's just the beginning. You need to tell me what you were confused about, because if you don't I can't help you." She wished he would open up to her, it was the only way she could help him. Not only was it because if she didn't understand what was happening in his head she couldn't help fix it, but because the people who were helping decide his fate were watching their session as they spoke. Martian Man Hunter, Captain Marvel, Green Lantern, Wonder Woman, Green Arrow, Vigilante, Zatana, Captain Atom, Flash, Superman, Batman, and she were the ones that would be deciding, so naturally they all played a role in Robin's parole. They would all be watching him at some point except for her, she would be his therapist. Not every one had wanted Vigilante to be apart of the group, but it was him or Question; and no one wanted Question to be apart of it.

"I said it's not your business so stop trying to butt into it." This was going to be a long hour he thought.

(Meanwhile, in another room.)

"It looks like I was right, he is going crazy," Superman muttered to himself. He was watching the screen intensely, almost as if he wanted to burn a hole through it with his heat vision. The Flash noticed this so he sped over to him in a millisecond.

"Hey Clark lighten up will ya, this is Robin we're talking about. You know, Batman's former protégé, he's bound to be secretive." For being considered one of the most immature members of the league, Barry could be wise at times.

"Yeah, that could be it, or he could be going crazy over a slow amount of time." Barry shook his head; Clark could be so stubborn sometimes. This was just like the Jinx thing all over again. He had convinced everyone to leave her alone unless she showed she had not changed, but he hadn't convinced Superman enough. It had taken him getting down on his knees and begging him to not go put her in jail, and he was glad he had done it. Now Jinx was fully trusted by everyone, even Superman and Question had to admit she was an excellent hero. He liked the girl, she made Wally happy and he made her happy; he doubted it would be long before he popped the question. The last time they had talked he said he was thinking about it but wasn't sure if she'd say yes. He had laughed in his face saying he was an idiot if he thought she would say no. As he was walking away from Superman his stomach growled.

"Time to eat," he said as he sped off. Batman had been watching the whole conversation between Barry and Clark. He liked Kent, but his hardheaded stubbornness could get just so damn annoying. He decided to just get this over and done with while everyone was here, that way neither of them would do something they would later regret.

"Superman, what is your problem," he said out loud where every one could here him.

"What are you talking about Wayne, I don't have a problem with you," asked a very confused Superman.

"No, you have a problem with Robin. Unfortunately for you, if you have a problem with Robin then you have a problem with me." At this rage flared in Superman's eyes.

"So what if I have a problem with Robin, he's going to Arkahm any way; that is where we put crazy people after all." Now Batman was furious, he would not talk about Robin that way and get away with it.

"Robin is not crazy; he just went through a very traumatic experience. That does not mean he is going insane. I'm sorry that you can't see in shades of grey, but everyone else here can." Bruce was now breathing heavily, staring down the Man of Steel. Superman was staring back with just as much intensity.

"I can see in shades of grey, and I see Robin's grey getting darker by the second." He was controlling his temper; if everyone hadn't been there he would have hit something.

"Please Kent, I seriously doubt you can see in grey, or have you forgotten the Jinx incident. It took Barry getting on his knees and begging you to not put her in jail. Now it's the same thing with Robin, just a different scenario." Bruce's hand was near his belt, he was expecting Superman to attack.

"I'm sorry Bruce, I just don't trust people lightly. Even though I've known him for years I don't trust Robin because of the traumatic experience. Those can do a lot of damage to a person; you know that as well as I do. So I'm sorry that I'm acting this way, but don't expect that to change because it won't, I just want you to understand my thinking." With that said Superman turned, and faced the screen, ignoring the world around him. Batman nodded and walked out of the room, passing Flash as he left. The Flash entered the room confused.

"What'd I miss?" Several people face-palmed.

(Back with Black Canary and Robin.)

"Robin, you can't just keep giving me half-ass answers," Canary shouted, loosing her temper. "Now tell me what you did in the restaurant with Anny!" Dinah was at the end of her wits with this. Robin had giver her half-assed, unemotional answers the whole time and it was pissing her off.

"I told you, we ate pizza and danced!" Robin had had enough of this, he was glad the hour was almost up; he didn't know how much more of this he could take. As if on cue the door opened up, and Batman walked inside.

"I heard that last bit, and now I am making the decision for you Robin, we'll see you in a few day's Dinah. Robin come, we need to talk." And with that the Dark Knight left the room, leaving a very angry Robin and a very smug Black Canary. Robin followed muttering some very offensive things.

…

When they reached the Batcave, Bruce turned and looked at Robin, a scowl on his face.

"I can't believe you, after everything I have done to help you, that's how you repay me! Maybe I should have just let you become a normal person in the first place, because if that's how you're going to act then that'll be the outcome anyway." He was seething with anger; he just couldn't be around Robin right now.

"Get out. Go, I don't care if you don't have a supervisor, just get out of my face." Robin didn't need telling twice. He bolted from the car and into the house to change. While he was changing he called up Anny

"Hello?"

"Hey Anny, it's me."

"Robin?"

"That's my name."

"Hey, what's going on?"

"Nothing, I just got Batman mad enough to let me go out without a supervisor."

"Hey, we should go to the Joke House for dinner, this time you pay."

"Ok, so I'll meet you there in twenty?"

"Thirty, I'm taking the subway remember. It has a lot of stops on the way there."

"Ok, I'll see ya there."

(Click)

Robin was smiling as he ran down the stairs; he passed Alfred on his way out.

"Master Richard, where are you going? It is almost dinner time."

"Out Alfred, ask Bruce for the details."

…...

"Would you care for some tea Master Bruce?" Alfred had once again brought tea down to the Batcave, like he did every night. Sometimes Bruce would take it, some times he wouldn't.

"Yes Alfred and you can leave the pot here as well." Bruce needed the tea right now, if he didn't drink it he felt like he would explode with rage.

By the way sir, Dick left quite quickly about ten minutes ago, saying he was going out and to ask you for details. What would those details be?"

"He got me mad enough to tell him to get out. It'll be ok for one night, I trust Dick to not do something stupid." Alfred nodded, leaving Batman to his work.

…

"I trust you'll do your job," asked a man, a shadow covering his face from the Joker.

"Relax, you hired the right psycho clown to get the job done, that was a hundred grand you're paying me, right?" The Joker laughed, he was getting the best deal in the world with this job. He didn't normally do the 'for hire' thing, but this was a special case.

"Yes and there will be a nice bonus for anything that I deem extra-credit. Get it done and you'll get paid." The man disconnected the call, and the Joker laughed hysterically.

"What's so funny Mr. J; did you tell yourself another joke?"

"No Harley, I just love it when people pay me lot's of money to help them; especially when helping them benefits me besides the money." He took a look at her and whistled. "Well, don't you look dolled up, was it for me? Because you know you won't stay looking like that for long with me." He was licking his lips expectantly.

"Not tonight, I got a job to do; maybe tomorrow." With that she left, blowing him a kiss as she left.

"I love that little vixen," Joker mumbled to himself as she sauntered out of the building, her green dress disappearing around the corner.