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Hey guys sorry for the wait! I hope I can make up to you with this new chapter. I also hope everyone had a very Merry Christmas. I know I had one do you know why? BECAUSE I GOT INTO THE MUSICAL! I tried out for the ensemble in Guys and Dolls are school spring musical and I got in! I'm so insanely happy, which means I won't kill off anyone in my depression! Anyway enjoy!

Previously on Ten Years Later

"You won't have to, we'll get him home, and I promise you he will be back in time to see your child being born. Nothing not even Slade Wilson could keep him away from that." He comforted her hoping beyond hope that he was right.

Barbra gently detached herself from Bruce's sturdy yet warm embrace, gently wiping several tears away from her stained cheek with the end of her sleeve. Feeling not for the first time since the Leaguers appeared; immensely glad that her old mentor was back. Looking up she gave him a smile of appreciation.

"Thank you, I needed that." Batman stepped away with a small nod and a small smile of reassurance on his usually stoic face. Without another word he turned back to the computer screen typing rapidly to continue the search for his lost protégée. Recognizing that the moment was over, Babs followed suit and once again became engrossed in the search for the missing bird. Now far more optimistic than she was several minutes before, Batman was right they would find Dick in time, just like they always do.

A few minutes after their return to the search another interruption gained the attention of the two bats, curtsy of the Zeta-Tubes.

"Recognizing Authorized Personal, Red Robin B-14, Robin B-17, and Authorized Guest Flash A-7" Both heads snapped up at the names. Both Tim and Damian had voted to do research at the Cave opting not to be around the two at the moment, they would only be back if they had found something. Waiting for the hero's, they saw three figures emerge from the tubes each sporting excitingly anxious looks on their faces. Swiftly (or as swiftly as a pregnant woman could move) Barbra rushed to them a cautious look in her eye as though she was afraid to get her hopes up.

"What have you found?" The two Robins grew small smiles as Wally vibrated in excitement where he stood. Stepping forward he took off his cowl showing tousled red hair and ecstatic green eyes.

"Zee has been perfecting the location spell for the past hour she just got complete coordinates to where Dick is!" Barbra felt her knees go weak in relief at the news; Damian gently led her to the chair she had been occupying before they had got there. Batman stood up staring intently on the red head.

"What are the coordinates?" He growled in an urgent menacing way. Wally however was not affected, being to use to the Bats to take it personally. Smiling up he happily replied.

"Latitude: 34°03′N Longitude: 118°15′W, they lead to a small city on the coast called Jump, well technically it leads to a place right outside of Jump. Artemis looked into it and there are no buildings in that area, but Zatana thinks it might be underground like DeathStroke's last hide out. Seriously that man is very unoriginal." Wally concluded as Batman went to the BatComputer typing in the coordinates himself.

"I'll do a satellite scan over the land; it should be able to tell us if your theory of an underground base is correct." All heads turned to the screen watching as the radar went over the area examining the structure underneath the façade. Several moments later it proved successful confirming what they had thought; there was an underground configuration there.

Standing up quickly Batman placed his cowl more securely on his face and turned to the hero's watching him patiently.

"Robin get together all of Young Justice and all past leaguers that aren't at the Cave and tell them to get to Mount. Justice as soon as possible. Red Robin call Red Tornado at the Watchtower tell him to call back all hero's that are searching for the base in California, they are no longer needed. Flash round up The Arrows, Canary, and Cheshire; tell them we're going after Wilson and the more heroes' we have the better. Meet us back at the Cave when you're all done we will plan on from there. Barbra I am assuming you are coming to the Cave as well?" Babs gave a short nod and carefully stood up moving to his side. Then without another word Batman strode towards the Zeta-tubes, Batgirl in tow and transported to Mount. Justice, eager to go and get his son back.

MEANWHILE WITH THE STRANGE HALLOWEEN THEMED MAN.

DeathStroke was standing strictly and stiffly, his eye glued to the one-way mirror as he watched his unmoving captive intently. Nightwing hung from his wrists from chains, his body suit already torn and broken stained red with blood. After his evil monologueing was done, Nightwing had promptly fallen unconscious due to the pain in his shoulder and had yet to awaken. Being the merciful psychopath he was, instead of forcefully pulling him into consciousness he allowed his apprentice a small break. Knowing that as soon as Richard stirred he would be starting his little…experiment.

DeathStroke was quite keen to start working with Operant Conditioning on Nightwing. Each time the bird had gotten into his grasp it was always due to blackmail and threats and each time his work toward making him his apprentice failed. Hopefully this one would work; the mind is an easily controlled and flexible thing after all. It couldn't be taken away and protected; it could be bent and changed which was just what he was going for.

Slade was pulled from his musings as a soft groan came through the mirror. Looking up he saw Nightwing move slowly flexing his fingers and observing his surroundings taking in everything that he could. With a smile DeathStroke opened the door next to the window and walked in closing the door with a soft thud, causing Dick to sharply look up making him groan at the quick movement.

"Hello Richard, how's the shoulder?" Nightwing growled looking as though he wanted nothing more than to crush DeathStroke to the ground.

"It feels great considering you shot me!" He yelled angrily, DeathStroke tsked.

"Temper, temper, you know we really most work on controlling that."

"Oh bite me" He tsked again slowly shaking his head he pulled out the controller he had earlier for the shock brace still on his neck.

"I'm sorry would you like to repeat that?" Nightwing glared at the man and with as much defiance as possible spat out the two words.

"Bite me" As soon as they were ushered Wing screamed thrashing against the chains as bolts of electricity came through the collar shocking him. They only lasted a few moments but when they ended Nightwing's body went limp, harsh breaths escaping through his lips. DeathStroke just looked on faintly amused.

"I think we should try this one more time don't you Richard?" Nightwing looked up glaring at the man with utter and complete loathing. "Now what was that you wanted to say?" Without any hesitation Wing spat saliva on the grey and orange mask smiling as he did so.

"What are you deaf Wilson? I said Bite Me and while we're talking just the two of us can I just say that you can shock me with your little control as much as you want but the answer will always be the same." DeathStroke just smiled as he wiped away the spit and as he lifted up the remote smugly.

"I wouldn't be to certain of that." And with the thought of how these next few hours were going to be fun, he jammed his finger down on the button, basking in the sound of screams of anguish coming from his apprentice.

A.N.

Finally I've finished! Sorry for the wait guys been super busy, anyways I hope you enjoyed and please Review and check out my other story's and review on them try to refrain however on pointing out my grammar mistakes, I already know that I am horrible with editing. But seriously REVIEW AND READ MY STORYS!