POST: 1/2Of TODAY!
EVENT: Telling the parents about Robin.
JASON: Fifteen years old.
When Bruce, Clark, and Tim show up at Dick's, he knows something's wrong.
When he spots his son sporting a broken ankle, he's about ready to throw a fit.
But when he notices the angle in which his son;s foot is set in…he merely sighs and walks over to the house phone.
Bruce leads his husband, son, and grandson over to the couch and listens as his eldest child speaks to his son in law with a stiff tone.
"You have to get over here." Dick mumbles as soon as Conner answers his phone.
"I'm in metropolis, can't this wait?" Conner asks, his voice filled with slight annoyance.
"Conner, Jason;s hurt. Make a choice. What's more important? Walking old women across the street or comforting your son." With that, Dick hangs up and walks over to Jason.
"Pop, I'm fine I just fell down the stairs."
"Don't give me that crap Jason Jor-El Grayson!" Dick growls, his blue eyes sending Tim and Bruce glares. "What's wrong with you two? I specifiacally told you the day that Jason was born to leave him out of the family business."
"Dick, calm down-"
"Shut it Tim!" Dick growls.
"Pop, please." Jason stands up slowly and grabs Dick's hand.
"Jason, you promised." Dick sighs and cups his son's face.
"I promised to stay out of Dad's life. I want to do this. I'm keeping my promise!"
"You know what I meant when I asked you that question Jason!"
"Pop, I love you okay? But this is my decision!"
"Like hell it is! You're still underage young man, and that makes me responsible for you!"
"I went through the training Pop! I can do this!"
"Is that why you're sporting a broken ankle? Because you can do this?"
"Pop-"
"No Jason."
"But please-"
"No!"
"Enough!" Bruce stands form his seat and pull Dick away from Jason.
"Dick, Jason's ready for this. It's his choice! Besides he's not too young! I mean you were out there when you were Nine!" Tim says.
"What's going on?" Dick turns to find Conner walking into the room, his hair windblown and his glasses lopsided on his face. "Jason are you okay?"
Jason suddenly finds himself being inspected by his father.
"Dad I'm fine! Just a broken ankle." Jason sighs and pushes away Conner's hands.
"How did this happen?" Conner asks worriedly.
"I fell down some stairs and-"
"He was out on patrol with dumb, after being trained by dumber, and encouraged by dumbest!" Dick growls.
"Dick." Bruce warns, his eyes glaring at his son.
"Is that true Jason?" Conner turns his serious gaze onto his son.
"Yeah, but Dad, I wasn't-"
"Jason why were you out there?"
"I wanted to-"
"You could have gotten killed!"
"Alright, I think this is a conversation the boy needs to have with his parents." Clark interrupts and pulls Tim and Bruce towards the door. "We'll see you soon."
When the door shuts, Dick collapses on the couch with a tired sigh.
"Jason-" Conner starts but Jason interrupts him quickly.
"Just let me say what I have to say first. Please?"
Conner stays quiet for a moment before nodding and sitting beside his husband.
"Alright, go on." Dick mumbles.
"I really want to do this. You guys don't know how much! Grandpa Bruce has been training me for almost a year and I'm actually good! Dad I know you don't want me out there but…come on! It's not like you're going to see me either way! I go out there, you're still going to be out at metropolis. I stay in here, you'll be out in Gotham. So what if I get hurt every once in a while? Pop, I've see those scars on your arms! It's a broken ankle, not a permanent line on my chest! This life…it's the only way for me to be close to you guys!"
"Jason what are you talking about?" Conner sighs.
Jason blinks away tears and takes a staggered breath.
"Dad you've been gone…since I three. Once thing lead to another and suddenly I only saw you on my birthday, Christmas, thanksgiving, and new years. When I needed you, you were never there! This life…it's my one chance to actually get to be close to you again! Do you know what it's like? To be in elementary school and hear 'my dad's taking me fishing'! My dad's teaching me how to set up a tent! Me and my dad are gonna go hunting! Me and my dad are gonna spend Saturday together! And to be the only one to not have anything to say because the one thing I can say is 'my dad is too goddamned busy with his stupid job to pay any attention to me'! My whole childhood I've had to live with Pop trying to be my mom and Dad. When in reality, you're the one that should be there for me just as much as Pop is!"
"Jason please-" Dick whispers, tears threatening to leak from his eyes.
"No! just hear me out! I deserve to be able to make this choice! Pop I get it okay? You're worried about me. but…I honeslty don't care! I want to do this more than I want anything else in the world! I'll give up gymnastics if you want! I'll gets straight A's! I'll never get another detention again! You won't ever get a phone call from the principal if you just let me do this. Please Dad! Please Pop? Just…just let me do this?" Jason pleads, his eyes glossy with un shed tears.
"Jason." Conner sighs and runs a hand through his hair.
"Jase come here." Dick pats the spot between him and Conner.
Jason complies and sits down, leaning into Dick with a sniffle.
"Okay." Conner sighs and wraps an arm around Jason.
"Really?" Jason looks up at his Dad with a small smile.
"Really." Dick sighs and chuckles. "Just be careful okay?"
"I promise!" Jason hugs Dick's waist tightly.
That night, Conner didn't leave for patrol, instead called Wally and had him take over metropolis for a short while.
Saturday morning rolled in slowly and Jason wakes up on the couch, still hugging Dick.
He can smell pancakes and bacon and eggs.
"Dad?" Jason calls out as he shuffles towards the kitchen.
"Hey buddy, help me with the table?" Conner smiles from the stove.
"Aren't you supposed to be at work?" Jason asks as he sets down three plates.
"Called in sick." Conner answers as he places food on all of the plates with a smile.
"But you never do that."
"I thought it'd be fun to spend a rainy day with you two today."
"Rainy day?" Jason asks.
"Listen." Conner instructs as he walks over to wake Dick up.
Jason suddenly hears the booming thunder outside and smiles widely, remembering the rare rainy day's they used to spend as a family.
They'd consist of movies in the dark living room while they all curled up on the couch onder a huge warm blanket.
"Morning." Dick mumbles sleepily.
"Morning." Jason chuckles and sits down for breakfast.
'Maybe this family does have a chance to be happy' Jason thinks as he takes the first bite of bacon.