A/N: So I don't really know where I'm going with this story, I might make it into a series or just leave it as it is, but please let me know your thoughts in the reviews below :D Thanks for reading - I hope you enjoy X

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Last chapter :D

-SoulReaperOfTheInnocent

Jason was awoken at 4 am, to the sound of arguing from outside of his door. On alert, he sneaked closer to the shiny green slab of wood and peeked through the spy hole. Shocked to find the demon brat and golden boy stood outside his door, Jason stood for a moment dumbfounded. A concoction of feelings swirled around him like a storm, but Jason quickly pushed them away, a trick he learned from daddy dearest. Wrapping himself in a protective layer of anger, he placed his I'm-really-pissed-off mask on and threw open the door. Raising his pistol, Jason growled,

"What the fuck do you want?"

"Well..." The eldest bird began, before promptly collapsing. Jasons anger dispersed, instead replaced by worry and guilt and- when the hell did he become so emotional?

"Shit birdie, I really did a number on you."

"Yeah Jay, you think." Dick groaned, his eyes clenched in pain. The bright lights of the hallway were making spots dance in his vision, leaving him dizzy and disorientated. Damian was struggling to hold onto to his brothers dead weight, glaring daggers at the useless Jason.

"You know you could help." He muttered and together they manoeuvred Dick inside, laying him on the coach Jason was previously occupying.

"Thanks." Dick groaned, opening one eye to look at Jason, who just waved him off.

"Yeah, yeah whatever. Now would one of you tell me what the hell you're doing here?"

"I just came to make sure he made it here alive." Damian said and Jason turned to Dick for an explanation, but it was too late as he'd already passed out.

"Well that's just great." Jason said sarcastically.

"What did you mean 'I'?" Damian spoke up,

"Huh?" Jason grunted,

"You said 'I' really did a number on you. Explain." Damian commanded,

"You mean- Dick didn't tell you?" Jason questioned.

"All Grayson said was that YOU saved him and that's all that mattered."

Jason laughed darkly, " Why do you think Dick didn't fight back? He's not the type of guy to just sit there and take it, so why did he?"

It didn't take long for Damian to reply. "He knew his attacker."

"Ding, ding, ding, give the bird a prize." Jason said sarcastically.

"It was you, wasn't it? Why?" Damian replied with clenched fists,

"I hate him, simple as."

"Bullshit. Lie to me again Todd and I'll cut your tongue out. Why?" The demon brat demanded threateningly. Jason took longer to answer the second time, internally debating with himself.

" I-I don't know..." Damian took a warning step towards him and Jason backed up "I really don't! - I guess.. I was just angry; then Dick came along and I just... I don't know. I never meant- I mean it's never gone this far before and I-"

"Before? So this wasn't your first fight?" Damian butted in, looking ready to attack at any moment.

"No." Jason cast his eyes downward, "It doesn't matter now, it's too late to change anything. I've made my decision."

"So what now? You just leave and hope it all goes away? You can't run from your problems Todd, trust me I've tried." The younger spoke with an underlying tone of pain.

"It's better this way." Jason said, brushing away Damians comments.

"Why?"

"Why what?! Why do you keep asking so many questions?" Jason exclaimed, fed up of being interrogated about his feelings. If Dick wasn't injured he would have kicked them both out by now.

"Because I need to know why Dick is willing to risk his life to track you down? Why are you so special?" Damian shouted back,

"Wait, Ar-Are you jealous?" Jason asked with a sly smile,

"Of course not, don't be so ridiculous Todd," Damian denied with a slight blush creeping up his cheeks, "Now answer my questions."

"I don't know, maybe he's suicidal or crazy or just plain fucking dumb, cause he's only going to get hurt around me. If you want to know why Dick insists on helping me, ask him yourself."

There was movement from the couch as the eldest made his presence known.

"Dick don't stand-"

"I'm fine Jay and this needs to be said." It took a moment for Dick to steady and continue, "The reason why I've been trying to help you Littlewing, is because you're my responsibility," Jason felt his heart drop slightly, " Not in that way Jay, you've never been a burden to me." Dick reassured as if reading Jasons mind.

"I meant that as you're big brother, its my duty to protect you, even from yourself," Jason still looked unconvinced, "But more importantly- I love you. You're family and losing you was just as painful as loosing my parents; except they didn't come back, you did and now I have a second chance. " Jason looked slightly stunned, but quickly replaced his emotionless mask,

"I'm not that same little kid any more, I'm something darker, twisted. The lazourous pit changed me - corrupted me - and now I taint everyone around me too...I'm tired of hurting people." He finished with a whisper, not meant to be heard.

" I know Jay, but I want - I need you. Please, just come home." Dick begged,

"I don't have a home."

"Don't be stupid, you've always had a home: with your family." The elder said sincerely,

"I can't face him Dick... at least not yet anyway." Jason replied.

"That's fine Jay, but for now come back to Blüdhaven. I can't lose you again." Dick repeated himself,

"I- I don't kno-" Jason stuttered, unsure.

"Todd stop arguing already; I know Grayson and we're not leaving without you. I for one would like to go, I have 'business' to take care of with Drake." Damian injected, lightning the mood.

"Please Littlewing- for me?" Dick put on his best kicked puppy look,

"I-I," Jason cursed those blue eyes, that could convince him to do anything when they weren't hidden behind a mask.

"Alright, only if you stop calling me that."

"Never" Dick smirked, "Now Jay, you nearly killed me- I think the least I deserve is a hug."

"Fine." Jason grumbled. Dick smiled as Jason uncomfortably wrapped his arms around him, before pulling Damian into the embrace.

" If you weren't already injured Grayson, I would break you're wrist."

" I love you too. Both of you... Can someone take me to hospital now?"

The End...

A/N: Love it, Hate it, let me know.

Sorry the ending for this was a bit rushed, I've been busy recently but I knew if I left it too long It would never get finished. If I have time I may make a sequel, but who knows. Thanks for the great response, I would have been happy if just one of you took the time to read my work so this was amazing ! Thanks again I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I loved to write it X

- SoulReaperOfTheInnocent