I'm admitting now that I've kind of tweaked the canon. In order to incorporate what I had in mind for Damian's tattoo (it's meaning) I decided to go with it occurring after his death (this was also something a guest reviewer was wondered, and I thought that it would work). However, since Dick was a member of Spyral (because of the events of Forever Evil) when Damian was revived. So for the sake of this story, Damian's revival will occur before Forever Evil and before Dick left.

His revival was a long awaited ordeal. After all of the chaos of retrieving Damian's body from Ra's and subsequently from Darkseid, a wave of relief and joy filled the Wayne household. Bruce could finally rest easy and Dick, though relieved, couldn't help but feel a little guilt about not preventing his death. Damian refused to allow him to dwell on it, providing the necessary forgiveness, and reassuring that it wasn't his fault. Damian let Dick know that he did what he felt was right. With Dick being knocked aside during the scuffle, there was no way he could have known what would happen. Neither of them knew, nor did they plan for it to end in Damian's death.

Damian went through a series of evaluations in order to get an idea of where he was at. Physically, he was fine, if not stronger than ever, but mentally and emotionally was a separate concern. Having died, and promptly brought back to life, they could only wonder how damaged his psyche was. After their experience with Jason and the early stages of his revival, Bruce wanted to make sure he got the proper help as soon as possible. It was especially beneficial given Damian had several sever panic attack as of a result of the situation.

Patrol was also well monitored when Damian went out. Bruce didn't want to strain him right after coming back to life, regardless of whether Damian good health or not. Bruce also wanted to keep an eye out for any unusual side effects of the Lazarus Pit. Even with him having half of the al Ghul bloodline, there was still a chance that there could be side effects.

After several day, Bruce was thankful that there weren't any lasting effect. Any effects from the Lazarus Pit was nipped in the first few days, with his physical heath being one of the restoring factors of it. Psychologically, Damian showed signs of improvement. When he found himself having an issue, he went to his father or Dick. Jason had even offered assistance, knowing what he had been through, if Damian needed it.

While he felt like it was a little overbearing, Damian appreciated their concerns. His death affected everyone, and who was he to tell them how they should respond. It was an unusual experience for him on a personal level, but he couldn't complain.

Another week would go by and everything had finally appeared to be back to normal. Damian was back to his old self. He and Tim were back to their conflicting viewpoints, and his father was back to his more level headed self. Even Dick made the usual effort to stay involved, and then some. At the same time, he made sure to give Damian his space.

Waiting within the walls of the Batcave, Dick waited for Bruce to return from patrol. As much as he would have loved to have gone with them, he knew that they deserved to go on patrol on their own, as father and son. Instead, he decided to do some routine surveillance while he waited. The night proved to be rather quiet outside of the case that Batman and Robin were working on.

The sound of the Batmobile would snap him out of his train of thought. It didn't take long for it to park and they promptly exited. For how Damian was interacting with Bruce, he could tell that patrol had gone well.

"Criminals sure got cocky while I was away." Damian proudly noted, removing his mask. "That or they just got dumber."

"Well it's not every day that Robin returns from the grave." Bruce admitted, his cowl already down.

"True."

"It's got to feel great though." Dick observed, approaching them. "Being back in the swing of things."

"Of course it does. Being back is wonderful, if a little problematic given the circumstances."

"Understandable."

"How was surveillance?" Bruce inquired.

"Quiet outside of Selena's stray cat clawing and meowing at her door. Went on for a good ten minutes before Selena got it food."

"Boring." Damian yawned.

"Agreed."

"But you are right about one thing, I'm just glad to be back. Being with the both of you has been a pleasure, even if I don't always agree with you."

A tingle on the bottom of his right wrist startled Damian. Looking down at it he stared at it for a moment. Bruce and Dick did the same, curious about what caught his attention. Another tingle surged through the area, prompting him to remove his glove. He couldn't get it off quick enough, as it flew off of his wrist.

What lied just over the veins shocked all of them, immediately processing what had just occurred. A red breasted robin hovered just below the palm of Damian's hand. It was calmly standing in place with its sierra, crimson, onyx, and gold coloring proudly shining. Two pail petals brushed in front of the bird as though a breeze had blown through. Damian's tattoo had finally came to life.

No one immediately responded. There was a mixed bag of expressions between the three of them. Dick was shocked. Bruce appeared intrigued. All the while Damian was curiously confused.

"No way." Dick gasped, both hands hovering over his mouth.

"Not quite what I expected." Damian admitted, observing the tattoo. "I expected something a little more proud."

"I didn't." Bruce argued. "If you ask me, I find this more symbolic."

Damian gave Bruce a puzzled look, unsure as to what his father could be referring to.

"What do you mean?"

Bruce kept an eye on the tattoo. One hand would lightly place itself beneath the newly developed symbol, emphasizing it.

"A lot has happened since I've taken you in. We've gotten to know you, understanding what you've been through to the best of our ability. You've also been able to experience a life outside of the League of Assassins. Changes have happened, and maybe your death opened the door to something more. This robin may be telling us that things are turning out for the better. That you are finally realizing that there's still a chance for you to become who you are meant to be."

I know some of you may have been expecting something different, but there's a reason I went the route that I did. I chose a robin because of the development Damian had gone through since leaving Ra's and Talia. While he may be arrogant/proud he has changed and as a character has kind of grown (some people may disagree). The robin is a symbol of spring, which is known for being a time of rebirth/new beginnings. The reason I went with the wrist was because of the fact that Damian has been known to use his hands pretty lethally, and the placing felt right (plus had I done the hand, it would have copied the placing of Alfred's).