Chapter 16: S.I.G.H. In the Target.

"Ouch!" Jason moaned as Cassandra wrapped the gauze around his ribs. "Geez Cassie take it easy would you! I'm hurting here!"

"You're the one who wanted to fight Talisman alone." Damian snorted as he flipped the page of the book he was reading. "Should have let one of us stay with you."

"And hear a lecture from Bruce?" Jason laughed. "I'd rather have fought three Talisman then that." Cassie laughed as well as she reached up and grabbed Jason's shoulder.

"Ready?" She asked as she started massaging his shoulder about to pop it back into place.

"Yeah. Whenev..." Jason started and Cassie popped the shoulder back into place with a loud POP. Jason hummed in pain and grunted as the relief settled in. "Thanks." Jason watched Cassie smile to herself as she put the first aide kit away back in the bathroom. "How long did Bruce ask you to stay?"

"Until everything settles down back home." Cassie said crossing her arms. "Steph and Tim..." Cassie started but stopped and stared blankly at the mirror before her. Jason looked to Damian who shrugged and kept reading his book.

Jason rolled his eyes and stood up stretching his freshly popped back into place shoulder and stands behind Cassie looking at her in the mirror as well. Her eyes were bright from tears she refused to shed and her breath seemed ragged. Jason exhaled loudly and moved to stand right behind her.

"There are other boys out there for you Cassandra." Jason placed one hand on her shoulder and pointed at the mirror. "What do you see?"

"I see," Cassie looked over her reflection and shook her head, "I see an average girl."

"Average?" Jason laughed making Cassie blush and grow somewhat angry. "Cassie what about you is average?" She grew angrier and Jason walked to her side and leaned on the sink in front of her and looked towards her crossing his arms. "I'm not exactly afraid to admit I've been around the block a few times Cassie."

"HA!" Damian shouted from the living room.

"SHUT IT DEMON!" Jason yelled back making Cassie smile a bit. "Anyways," Jason shook his head and laughed, "I've been with my fair share of women alright. I'm not exactly casa-fucking-nova over here. I'm scared from head to toe from that damn crow-bar. I've got burn marks on my back. I've got bullet wounds and this stupid little white strip of hair." Jason said running his hand through his hair, showing off his white strip of pale white hair. "I've been with super models and random chicks at bars." He continued making Cassie more confused. "You know what I went into every pick up thinking?"

"What?" Cassie asked legitimately curious.

"How can I make this woman look at me like I'm sexy?" He smiled at her. "I have no confidence in myself yet I act as though I do. That's the difference between you and me." Cassie blushed deeply. "Sure Stephanie has a body that would fit well in any adult magazine but you have beauty that transcends that. You have inner strength that matches your outer beauty. And if anyone says differently let me know." Jason winked at Cassie. "I'll beat the fuck out of them like I did Talisman."

Cassie smiled and hugged Jason quickly taking him by surprise before letting go. "Thank you Jason." Cassie walked from the bathroom and sat back on the couch and looked around. "Where will I be staying?"

Jason looked around at his flat and the large wrap around couch and the stairs leading up to his only bedroom. Damian lowered the book enough and smirked as he watched Jason trying to figure it out. Cassie also looked around and started to wonder.

"Oh fuck me." Jason moaned. "Shit alright I'll go buy a couple of beds in the morning and clean up over by the work out station."

"You mean it takes a woman moving in for you get me a bed?" Damian sat up angrily. "I see how it is Todd!"

"I can sleep here fine." Cassie said as she stretched out on the opposite side of the couch of Damian's little cot. "Its very comfortable."

"See look at that!" Jason said pointing towards Cassie. "She's already a better roommate then you Demon Spawn!"

"Cheapskate!" Damian yelled.

"Spoiled brat!"

"Grease for brains simpleton!"

"Over educated midget!"

Cassie smiled as she laid back on the couch and watched the two argue back and forth relaxing for the first time in months.

Patunia Blair threw her bag onto the couch and dropped face first onto the single mattress she had in her small apartment. The Talisman case had to be closed that night and was desperate to get home and get a few hours of shut eye before she had to be back at the office bright and early. Patty smiled as her snow white cat Fluff-Fluff stretched her way over to her and pawed her wild mane of black hair.

"Fluff-Fluff my darling." Patty reached up and scratched her fat cat's stomach causing the cat to fall on her side and purr loudly vibrating the bed. "Only woman I'll ever sleep with you know that?"

"Way to ruin my spank material why dont you." Patty shot from the bed as Crimson rested against her open window frame. "There goes that fantasy."

"What are you doing here?" Patty stood up and crossed her arms over her chest. "What if I were naked?"

"Then this conversation would be even funnier." Crimson replied. "You know how hard it is to hide a hard on in a leotard, even an armored one?" Patty smiled. "I came for the Talisman files."

Patty motioned towards her bag on the couch and fell back onto the bed back first. Crimson stepped into the small apartment and picked up the purse and grabbed the brown envelope and opened it. He pulled a picture and read the information that was paper clipped to it.

"Vincent Young," Crimson read aloud, "Age thirty. Grew up in Cincinnati to immigrant parents. Changed his last name at age of fifteen to fit in better." Crimson snorted. "Went to Ohio State University and has three doctorates in Chemical Engineering, Experimental Physics, and Bio-engineering." Crimson looked back at Patty who was leaning up on her bed frame holding her cat. "That explains the device on his chest."

"Also explains why its surgically implanted." She said making Crimson look up shocked. "Yeah the sicko had it implanted in his chest to keep it from ever being tampered with. He has to refill the tubes every night though. He confessed all of it. Man is a sicko from the deepest parts of insanity."

"No he's not." Crimson's voice trailed off as laughter echoed through his mind. "He's just a smart sociopath. I've seen the deepest parts of insanity. Talisman is nothing compared to that."

"Sounds like you've seen alot." Patty said as she scratched Fluff-Fluff's ears making the fat cat pur loudly on her lap.

"More then most not as much as others." Crimson said as he placed the file away behind his back. "Thank you Captain." Crimson walked towards the window and leaned his head out it.

"Who's the girl?" Patty turned to face Crimson as he hung halfway out her window.

"Scarlet." Crimson said easily. "She'll be working with me and Red Bird for the seeable future. Kinda just found out tonight."

"Same thing about Heyfield." Patty admitted. "Last minute transfer. Something about wanting easier job for her kid."

"You only person on your team not married or have kid?" Crimson asked

"Unless a certain hero wants to try with me," Patty blew Crimson a kiss, "I dont see that changing in the near future."

Crimson chuckled silently and turned back out the window. "I'm not big foot by the way." Crimson fired off his grapnell and swung into the night sky leaving Patty smiling in her room alone with her thoughts and her cat.

Jason climbed back into the apartment and and found Damian and Cassie passed out next to each other, each with a book in their hands. Jason walked up the stairs and saw his computer monitor showing the bat symbol and he walked over to the desk and hit a button.

"Finally!" Barbra said rolling her eyes. "Are you ok Jason?" She blurted out. "I saw on the news what happened with you and Talisman. Are you doing ok? That was a brutal hit! I mean he slammed you through a damn wall and fell with you seven stories!"

"Hey Barbie Doll." Jason smiled as Barbra relaxed and smiled back at him.

"Hi Jaybird."

"I'm fine." Jason smiled and leaned forward. "Dont tell anyone this but I was trained by Batman," He raises his finger to his lip and shushes her making her giggle, "I can take one hell of a beating."

"See your not concussed." Barbra leaned back in her chair and smiled. "Thank god."

"He's a hell of a guy for that."

"I'm sure SHE likes you like most women do." Barbra joked.

"Oh arent we in a sassy mood this evening?" Jason joked back. "I got the files on Talisman. I already sent them your way. Also a name of new detective on S.I.G.H.T. Her name is Patricia Heyfield. Her daughter is in Damian's class, and get this," Jason laughs, "Is his secret crush. Not him crushing of course she is big time."

"I'll see what I can find out for you." Barbra nodded as she flicked her way through the files.

Jason looked at the screen and look in Barbra again. She was back to her lively self and looked very well rested. She was wearing a plain white t-shirt tonight with a black bra under that Jason could just barely make out. He smiled stood up deciding to have some fun.

As Barbra continued to type away she noticed Jason removing his suit and strip down to just his boxers. The sight of him being half naked stopped her mid type and she accidentally held down the 'g' key longer the she expected. She took in his physique once more and stared past the scars and smiled. She hadnt been with a man since her and Dick's split and she was starting to miss a nice body to curl up against. She may have been paralyzed but she wasnt dead down there. Barbra had spent a few nights (more then she would ever admit of course) testing that theory vigorously.

"Enjoying the view there Barbie Doll?" Jason asked seductively.

"Are Damian and Cassie asleep?" Barbra asked quietly.

"Yes?" Jason asked confused.

"Grab your head phones." Barbra told Jason and pulled her shirt off to reveal her large perky breast cladded in the black bra. "And dont you dare stand out of frame!"

Jason slid from under the car he was working on and saw Captain Blair and Detective Zane sitting by his work station. Jason sighed as he got to his feet and the owner of the car he was working on got into and drove off. The small Volkswagen Bug rolled into his spot and Detectives Quintel and Heyfield stepped from it and sat next to Blair and Zane.

"What is it with all you cops always coming to my station?" Jason joked as he looked over the paperwork. "Oil change is it today for you Captain Blair?"

"Yes Mr. Todd." Blair said smiling as she sipped her coffee cup. "Would it be bad if we go over some case files here?"

"Not at all." Jason shrugged. "But I swear," Jason held his hands up innocently, "It wasnt me!"

Zane and Quintel rolled their eyes as Blair laughed and Heyfield stepped up to Jason. She was wearing a simple blue blouse with ruffles around her neck and dark blue jeans that did nothing to hide her hips and ass. Which Jason couldnt help but admire when her back was turned.

"How are you Jason?" Veronica smiled. The other members of S.I.G.H.T. each looked up at the interaction but kept their interest to themselves.

"MISS," Jason smiled, "Heyfield. Good to see you again. I'm fine. How about yourself?"

"I'm doing good. I didnt know you worked here." Veronica smiled as Jason slid back under the car and started working.

"Thought I told you." Jason laughed as Veronica shrugged and smiled. "Few months now. Took awhile for me and my little brother to get on our feet but here we are." Jason stated from under the bug. "Do you mind stepping back Miss Heyfield. We have a rule of non employees in the work area."

"Of course. I'll see you when you're done." Veronica patted the hood and walked back over to the other members of S.I.G.H.T.

"Know him?" Zane asked playfully.

"Not like that." Veronica fired back quickly. "His brother is in my daughter's class."

"What do you know about him?" Blair asked never looking up from her notes.

"Nothing other then what's on his file." Veronica asked confused. "My daughter has a bit of a crush on Damian though." Veronica smiled then frowned as she looked over Blair. "Is he a suspect on anything?"

"He was." Zane laughed. "Then again a billionaire's adopted son turned grease monkey, I doubt he's Crimson. So does Captain Blair."

"HIM?!" Veronica couldnt help but laugh. "Please. Crimson is almost a foot taller then that guy."

"Like tall men then?" Jason asked jokingly as he stepped past the members of S.I.G.H.T. who all looked confused.

"Where did you come from?" Zane looked back over to the car to see that he had the oil already draining.

"Gotham." Jason joked. "I gotta let it drain before I do anything else." Jason smirked. "Also if I were this 'Crimson' fellow that means Damian would have to be that creepy little midget he's running around with right?" The members of SIGHT didnt say anything. "Damian doesnt run to open the door let alone run across roof tops."

Zane and Quintell busted in laughter as Veronica and Blair rolled their eyes. Jason smirked and laughed nudging one of the male detectives before walking back to the car and sliding under it again.

Jason kept his laughing up but had a serious face as he detached another tracker from under the car. Five all together. Three were standard issue police trackers. One was a low tech sad excuse of one. The other was high end military grade. Three were just fellow cops keeping an eye on the Captain of S.I.G.H.T. for their employers. The low tech one intrigued Jason and he pocketed it. The last one confused him. Only people with connections to this would be the Anders, not even the Capolinos had high up military contacts, or if they were still in town, Red Bullet and Ironess.

'Anders dont make any sense.' Jason pulled himself from under the bug and continued his job while smiling. 'Why hire cops to keep an eye on someone if you were just gonna track them yourself. Red Bullet and Ironess from my understanding were called off after Deathstroke was captured by the League a few weeks back. And Ironess doesnt seem like the type to leave evidence behind. This is someone elses. A new player in town already.' Jason finished pouring the last of the oil into the car and slammed the hood close as he walked back over the side of his station were S.I.G.H.T. were still discussing minor files.

"Hey uh Captain." Jason put on his worried face and held out his hand to the small wild haired woman before him. "I'm not sure but I'm pretty sure these arent yours." Jason put the three police trackers in her hand. "I found them. Sorry about the no gloves. I found them and didnt think to put anything on when I grabbed them."

Blair's eyes narrowed as Zane and Quintell both looked up at each other. Veronica bent down by her Captain and looked over the small trackers.

"Well thanks grease monkey!" Quintell nearly shouted. "You disrupted evidence!"

"Hey man chill," Jason stepped back, "I swear I didnt try to do that! I just found them and I know a bit about cars and know that shit doesnt go on a oil pan!"

"Easy Howie." Blair whispered causing Quintell to stand back a bit but still seemed seething. "Thank you Mister Todd." Blair looked up and motioned for the others. "We started a tab here. I'm glad we did, cause otherwise I'd have to go back to the Precints garage. Which I'm pretty sure," Blair laughed and pocketed the trackers, "These babies came from."

Cassie tossed the ball towards the ceiling and laid upside down on the couch. Damian was doing gymnastics while Jason finished making dinner in the kitchen. The three looked up as the TV flicked to life with the Crimson Logo and a small live chat from S.I.G.H.T.

"You expecting a call?" Cassie asked as she rolled onto her feet backwards from the couch and rested with her hands under her chin as she laid on the floor looking up at the TV. Damian held his handstand and snorted as he flipped to his feet and crossed his arms.

Jason turned the burner off and removed the stew from the stove and hit a button on the remote and the chat took center frame.

"Uh?" Quintell's voice echoed from the speakers as the SIGHT officer's face appeared on the screen. "Is this working? I cant see anything. Captain you sure this works?"

"Yes I'm sure!" Blair's voice sounded annoyed. "Just give it here." The screen shook for a moment before Blair appeared on screen with her hair even wilder then usual. "Crimson you there?"

"What can I do for you Captain?" Jason asked leaning back on the arm rest of the couch with Cassie leaning against the couch from the floor and Jason standing behind the couch leaning over it.

"We are hoping you'll meet us. We have a crime scene," Blair's voice cracked and she shook her head, "More of a blood bath."

Jason looked to his partners and nodded his head. "Send the address. We'll be there in ten." Jason hit a button ending the call and looked over to Damian. "New player already. Either Anders or the Capolinos are getting restless with us in town. Get dressed Damian. Cassie stay put and keep an ear on the scanner." Cassie nodded her head and rushed up to the computer set up in Jason's room.

Jason hit another button on the remote and the TV lifted from the ground to reveal a hidden compartment. Inside the compartment were the Crimson Red Bird and Scarlet suits.