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Dick entered the manor quickly slamming the door behind him as he took off down the hall, Alfred nearly being taken out by the teenager as he ran past. He didn't stop at the butler's pleas for him to slow down as he turned a corner and headed straight for his father's study. Bursting through the door he dropped his bag and almost laughed at the sight of Bruce Wayne jumping in shock.

"I did it! I made the team!", he threw his hands in the air as if to make his words more important. Bruce smirked and rested back in his seat as he watched his son exert excitement.

"That's great, knew all that equipment in the gym wouldn't go wasted", Dick nodded before settling a bit.

"Actually I was wondering if I could maybe invite the team over for practice sometime?", he looked up from his shoes as spoke. Thinking on it for a moment Bruce rubbed the back of his neck but then nodded.

"Sure, now go do your homework, I have a few friends coming to visit tonight", Dick nodded and scooped up his bag before leaving the den, closing the door behind him to give his father privacy.

Bruce sighed as he looked down at the papers he had been reviewing for a merger with another company, his attention to the matter now completely shattered. Leaning back he turned his chair to look out the window, it had been a month since Richard had denounced his mask. Though he seemed to take to being a normal teenager the nightmares continued and he would often roam the manor at night to avoid sleep completely. After trying a few therapists Bruce was forced to give up when Dick threatened to attack the next person who asked him about his feelings.

The young justice team had asked him constantly how the boy was doing whenever he visited the mountain, Wally in particular was most pressing. Though he was welcome at the manor the junior speedster had stayed away claiming he understood his best friends need to be left to heal alone. Standing from his chair he walked to the book shelf and paused, reaching for a photo on the shelf he couldn't help but smile. In the glass frame was a photo of a young Dick and Wally, the two boys were wearing t-shirts with their mentors emblems on them. The shirts were a gift from Barry, who claimed it was hilarious, Bruce failed to see the humor at the time.

He had invited Barry and Wally over to dinner in hopes that seeing his old team mate and best friend would help Dick see were he belonged. That thought made Bruce roll his eyes, all this time he tried to separate Dick from the team and keep him safe, now he felt the only safe place for his son was with the team.

Dick heard the crash of the vase down the hall and was on his feet only in time to be knocked off of them as another body collided with his own. Falling back he flipped over the bean bag he had been sitting on, the collision assailant going over as well and rolling away. A fit of laughter had Dick groaning as he lay on his back and tilted his head back to see the one who lay a few feet from him.

"That was only funny when we were kids and bounced back", he grumbled but smirked as he looked at Wally.

"Nah I think its still pretty funny", the red head chuckled as he lay on his stomach.

"What you couldn't call?".

"See I knew you would miss me", he sat up but kept his attention on Wally as the older teen started to rise as well, offering a hand to him. Accepting the help he got to his feet and brushed off his black jeans.

"How have you been? How's the team?", Wally mocked a look of shock.

"Wow you have worried about us, maybe you should stop by sometimes huh? Check on us first hand.", Dick knew Wally was striking only from hurt, he had been distant since he left and it was rude of him so he could not blame his friend.

"Listen Wall-man its just been-", he was stopped when he saw the look on his friends face.

"No need to explain boy blunder".

"No I do need to explain….its time I stopped running, we both know that's more your style", his joke didn't go untaken as Wally smirked and collapsed into one of the black bean bag chairs on the floor.

Bruce went to step forward as he heard Dick speak but was pulled up short as Barry grabbed his arm. Turning back he watched his old friend shake his head slowly and jerk his head back towards the stairs. Following him Bruce looked back over his shoulder to the game room where the boys were one last time before looking to Barry.

"He needs this as much as Richard does", he started.

"How has he been?", Bruce asked as he walked beside the other hero.

"Wally? You know that kid, the surface looks warped and blurred as his usual sarcasm takes over but beneath he is sad and angry. Since the custody battle he has tried to contact them, but they don't reply.", tightening his fists Barry stopped at the top of the stairs.

"The right place for him is with you Barry-".

"I don't know the first thing about kids Bruce, what if I mess up?", a deep chuckle had the older speedster pausing completely as he looked at the usually stoic bat.

"You sound like a parent, and speaking of new parents. How is the old 'S' doing with his protégé?".

"Clark and Connor? Baby steps, but they are doing better every day", Bruce nodded and started down the stairs.

"Parenthood…", was all he said as Barry followed him.

"Scarier then the super villains we deal with. Speaking of-".

"He is hiding out, but Im not giving up he will surface again and when he does. God help him.", Barry nodded slowly as he followed his friend down to the dining hall.

"The physical torture wasn't half as bad as the mental, the hallucinogens that he tested out on me made me feel like I was being torn in ten different directions.", Dick sighed as he ran a hand through his tussled hair. "I still have nightmares, its so hard to realize I got away and it wont happen again, it should have never happened.".

"Bats still has a marker on his head", Wally spoke softly and watched as his friend shook his head.

"That freak can go months without a sighting, dad knows that. Why bother?", he shrugged before taking a sip from a pepsi can.

"Why bother? Why? Because of what he did man!", Wally threw the television remote down as he got to his feet.

"Relax its fine".

"Stop saying its fine Dick, remember acceptance is the first step!", a shadow of anger flashed in the younger teens eyes as he got to his feet as well.

"Accept what? That he beat me? Cut me up like a damn piece of holiday meat? Made me feel like my mind was unraveling? That he did this to me?", he shouted as he tore off his t-shirt and threw it to the floor. Wally did not flinch as he took in the sight of his best friend's body, the scars and marks that flawed his skin were a shocking sight but it did not take away who he was.

"Yes Dick, accept it so you can heal", a snort of sarcastic laughter escaped Dick as he slapped his chest twice.

"I am healed".

"Only on the outside man. Remember you told me you never wanted to be heartless? Well be careful friend cause your almost there.", Wally started for the door but stopped and turned back as Dick spoke up.

"I don't want to be pitied or a hindrance to the team", he whispered.

"Then don't be, here I brought this for you", waking back to him Wally pulled something from his pocket and placed it in Dick's hands. Looking down at his hands the young teen closed his eyes, it was his mask, Robin's mask.

"I cant come back Wally"-

"Yes you can, you can always come back", a loud grumbling sound had both boys looking at each other with widened eyes, Wally blushed and placed his hand on his stomach as he looked to Dick.

"And you call me boy blunder?", the young speedster shrugged with a chuckle.

"What can I say, guys gotta eat", they both chuckled, the mood lightened between them.