Damian didn't know what to do. Now as much as he would like it to be this wasn't a new feeling. There had been more times than he wanted to admit he was clueless. But here at this moment he wished more than ever to have the answer. He sat against the wall of an empty meat locker with Tim across his lap. The two of them had been caught off guard when leaving Wayne Tower. Without the protection of their suits the blows from their attacker had left some impressive marks. Tim had ended the worse off. When they were first attacked Tim jumped right in to save his brother, for this action he had a knife driven between his ribs.

"Drake?" he didn't stir.

"Drake, wake up." Damian shock his brother, he stopped as soon as noticed how this action coursed the blood to flow more freely from his wound.

"You have to wake up." Damian's voice was slowly sounding more and more scared.

"I don't know what to do." Never had Damian ever admitted to frailer in front of his brother.

Bruce was startled from his nap when the phone rang.

"Wayne residence." Bruce sat up on the couch and looked over to Alfred, the butler had answered the phone.

"For you sir." He handed the phone over.

"Hello."

"Ah, mister Wayne. Hope I'm not calling at a bad time but it's in regards to two of your boys." Bruce froze. Jumping up he stared searching the house, the boys should have been home long ago.

"I must say Timmy is quite the fighting spirit. He's a lot more placid at the moment, but than a knife in the ribs can do that." There was a bone chilling chuckle after that. Bruce halted mid step.

"Don't believe me well… Damian say 'hi' to Daddy he's on the phone… Father…" the vice was small and scared but it was defiantly Damian.

"Where are you? What do you want?" Bruce growled at the man on the phone.

"I just want to play." The line went dead.

"Damian say 'hi' to Daddy he's on the phone" Damian heard call from nowhere and everywhere at the same time.

"Father." He called his voice was small. He was so cold, so scared. All he wanted was to be home curled up in bed.

"Please find us." The prayer was almost inaudible.

"He made a mistake." Damian jumped at the sound of another voice. He looked down to see a very pale Tim looking up at him.

"W… what?" he had started to shiver, the tempter was dropping.

"He… just… told… Batman… he… stole… his… kids." It took such a great amount of effort for Tim to get the whole sentence out.

"He'll… find us."

"Well h…he better… hurry." Damian was to cold to say any more.

"He… will." Tim the closed his eyes again, his breath slow and even.

Play, this man just wanted to play? He stole his children, hurt them, all because he wanted to play? Bruce fumed as he stormed down into the cave. The man was playing a dangerous game, and whether he knew it or not, he was playing with a very dangerous opponent.

"Nightwing." His voice was gruff.

"Yeah?" none of Dick playfulness was in his voice like normal, he know something was very wrong. Bruce sighed in relief, Dick was still okay. He only had Tim and Damian. He started running a scan to find where the last call to the house came from.

"Umm… Batman?" Bruce ignored Dick, who he has said nothing further too.

"Bruce what's wrong?"

"Someone has Tim and Damian. And if I'm to believe what he said Tim's in bad shape."

"I'll be at the cave in a flash." Nothing could've have been more true, as Dick had been heading over for a visit when Batman had called and was already in the driveway.

"Got anything so far?"

"Phone call was bounced of every phone tower in Gotham, some twice. I'm still trying to find its origin."

"Could you hear any background noises?" even as he asked he loaded to recording, as all calls to Wayne Manor were recorded.

"No, he wasn't in the same room as them and I could barely hear Damian." Dick frond, Bruce was right there was no other sounds.

"Father" the sound of Damian's voice nearly brought tears to Dick eyes.

Damian couldn't stop shaking, he was so cold. He tried to tell himself it was a thing, it was helping Tim.

"Please Father find me." Tears swelled in his eyes, never had he felt this helpless, this alone.

"I'm scared."

"Poor little Damian, don't you like my game? It's okay if daddy plays right you'll go home safe. Tho I'm not sure little Timmy will live long enough." The laugh that follower well out ranked to Joker's.

"W… what d…d…do you want?" Damian could almost feel his lips turning blue.

"Just a little fun." The voice disappeared again.

"Father save us." Damian tried a different approach to the whole thing. He closed his eyes.

"Please my name is Damian and I need help." He prayed quietly.

"I met this girl one night she told me she prayed to you for help and we found her." He wasn't really sure this was how to pray but he had to give it a try.

"She said you hear everyone and help those who need it. I know I've done a lot of bad things but I hope you're listening." He stopped a moment, he didn't think he was really worth saving.

"I'm sorry for what I've done in the past but I am trying to do the right thing now." He hoped this God the girl spoke of was the forgiving kind, so many of the other gods he had heard of weren't.

"If I'm not worth saving I understand, but, please don't let Tim die. I've wronged him in so many ways but he never felt me." Tears started to flow from his eyes, never had he been this desperate.

"I know it's not fair of me to ask so much when this is the first time I've ever spoken to you but I never knew what it was like be in such need." He sniffed

"I've read the Bible, well a little bit, and you always save the people who asked for your help." The cold was getting deeper into him, it was making him sleepy.

"Please help me. I promise I'll try harder to do what is right. She said you have plans for us that are better than any we have, please let your plan for me be better than this." He was starting to lose track of what he was praying for, he went with whatever came into his head, the sound of his own voice was better than the silence.

"I'll try to get to know you better. If you're really there and you really care please let me know. Help me." His voice trailed off as sleep overwhelmed him.

"Damian?" Damian blinked and found himself looking up into his father's face. He was in his room wrapped tightly in blankets.

"Father?"

"You're safe Damian. I'm here."

"Tim?"

"He's fine. Alfred is with him down stairs." There was silence for a moment.

"How… how'd you find us?"

"Well I located where the calls were coming from, but as I neared the location something drew me to follow a different corridor. If I hadn't gone the way I did I don't think I would have made it in time." Damian just lay in bed staring at the ceiling.

"I'm going to go check on Tim, okay? I'll be right back I promise." After his father left, closing the door behind him Damian closed his eyes.

"Thank-you."

A week later Damian found her, the girl he and Batman had saved. She was sitting on the steps of a church. The large wooden doors were open and the sunlight sparked of the colour windows. Slowly her walked you to her, out of uniform he had never meet her before.

"Um… hi." She looked up from her book.

"Hi." She smiled brightly. Damian paused, he'd never face to face asked someone to teach him anything other than fighting, and in doing that he normally just demanded they teach him.

"I… I want to know about…" he stopped, she was probably going to think he was crazy.

"You want to learn about God?" he nodded.

"Okay." She smiled and held out her hand, indicating she wished him to follow her into the church. Damian followed willingly.

Please review. Okay, so i think i OOCed Damian but I do believe a similar scenario could totally happen, tho I also belive it wound take more than being locked I a fridge (had to keep it short that's the point of a one-shot). I am a Christian, which is why you'll almost never find any really swearing in my stories, I do use some (you know the ones I don't really think should count, damn, hell etc...). if you have a problem with my faith than just don't re-read my story. not many of my stories will have a Christian base but some will have references, this is the first I've ever mentioned it in. hope you liked it. please tell me what you think.

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AtarinaMAK