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Title: Not Worth it

Author: Rea Treoni

Rating: K+

Characters: Damian Wayne, Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake.

WARNINGS: Nothing explicit, maybe some OOC.

Disclaimer: I don't own any Batman related character. They are DC Comics's.

"Robin"

Damian's grip got tighter around the bat-rang in his hand.

"Robin, listen to me"

Damian's hand started shaking, but his hold didn't waver, still firmly pressed against the dirty man below him. He faintly noticed the few steps forwards Nightwing made behind him, trying to reach him.

"Damian"

That got his attention.

"No names on the field" he murmured under his breath, turning his head just slightly to see his brother from the corner of his eye.

Nightwing stood there, in the middle of the warehouse, uniform dirty and with small deep cuts thought all his body. His tanned skin had a small grayish tone and his face showed just how tired his was, after two days in capture. His right eye was swollen and his bottom lip had a small cut in the corner, dry blood still there.

"Let him go, Robin" urges Dick, still a good few feet away from his brother, because Damian kept on pressing even harder the sword for every step.

"Why should I?" he asks coldly, indifferent. Dick swallowed, having a small flashback of Damian from the first nights when he was still on a killing spree. The older man shook his head, burying those memories deep into his head softly. That was in the past, and Damian has change a lot since that time.

And Dick would be dammed if he let a scumbag like the one on the floor to ruin what his little brother had worked on for years.

"Because he is not worth it"

Damian's shoulders immediately tensed, and Dick took a deep breath, ignoring the aching pain on his fractured ribs. The former robin took advantage of his brother's distraction and step forward, now only less than ten steps from his conflicted little brother.

"He hurt you" spoke Damian quietly, his grip on the unconscious man's shirt got a little loose for a second before he recovered, this time with more despite "He hurt you, Drake and Todd" he continued and Dick can almost hear the crack in his little brother's voice which only made the lump on his own throat bigger "I almost lost my family, and you want me to let him go?" he finished incredulously, his domino mask slipping from his eyes and allowing Dick to see how dark and shallow Damian's eyes looked.

Dick closed his eyes for a second, trying to composed himself. He understood how Damian's felt, even though the pre-teen doesn't like to admit it, they are a family, and to watch how someone tortures your family just for the fun of it can make anybody angry.

They had been two long days, from where he, Jason and Tim depended on each other to survive when a Lord Ring, one they had broken up his rings all around Gotham recently, captured them when they were distracted one night on patrol. It shouldn't had happened, they should have been more focused and not fooling around, but the adrenaline of the battle made them reckless for a few moments, no matter the years of experience they'd had in the past. Without weapons, utility belts and comms, the former robins had to endure the torture their capturer set upon them just for revenge.

When the Dynamic Duo finally arrived to their rescue, quickly disposing of the dumb criminals and freeing their family, the Lord Ring took off trying to escape, Batman quickly chased after him, leaving behind a very angry Robin with the second in command of the operation. It was after Damian had lend down more than a few punches and was about to finish off his job when Dick entered the picture.

"Because we are here, Dami: alive and breathing" said Dick, back in reality, bright blue eyes staring back at Damian's dark ones "You and Batman saved us just in time. We're going to be okay" Dick reminded "This is not you, Damian, don't drop all of the things you have accomplished for him, he is not worth it"

"Listen to your elders, Kid" said a new voice. Both brothers turned their head to their left to see Jason without his helmet, supporting a limping Tim, heading towards them.

"He deserves it" Damian spat angrily.

Jason nodded "I know, believe me" he agrees solemnly, an angry note at the back of his voice "But as Wing said: he is not worth it"

"You're not a killer" state Tim's weak yet firm voice "You're Robin"

"You're not an Al'Ghul" declared Jason in his hoarse voice "You're a Wayne"

"You're our little brother" whispered Dick fondly, eyes full of trust and love.

The three elders watched as Damian started to shake from head to toe, dealing with his own battle inside his head, big tears dropping to the ground from his eyes. With a loud angry scream, Damian dropped the man's body and threw his weapon against the wall, far away from him. Quickly, his brothers took action. Jason left Tim leaning against a pillar so he could take the criminal's body far away from his brothers and leave it outside for the police to capture. Tim started to talk with Oracle through his com-link Batman left him, asking for something to pick them up.

Dick focused on Damian, and swung forwards as he saw Damian's legs giving up on him. He caught him and held him comfortingly in his arms as the ten years old kept on sobbing out the feelings he had hidden through all the ordeal. All the worry, impotence, anger and desperation pouring down in those tears.

Once Jason and Tim finished with his tasks, they reunited with his brothers, Tim took a seat on the ground near Dick and Jason knelt on one knee in front of them.

"The Batmobile is on its way" informed Tim in soft voice, eyes never leaving the sobbing figure of his little brother. Dick nodded shortly, not stopping his action of stroking Damian's hair and still murmuring comforting words in their little brother's ear.

"Someone is gonna have an angry Papa Bat on his toes when Big Boss finds out they made his baby bat cry" commented Jason, dropping his hand on Damian's back.

Tim hummed "The bastard is not worth our time"

"I think this demands for a family movie marathon day, don't you think?" spoke Dick softly, eyeing both of his brothers by his side, who nodded.

After Damian's sobs started to get quieter and they could hear the roaring sounds of the Batmobile just outside, the three brothers got up, Damian being carried by Dick, and walked towards the exit, the four of them feeling exhausted, both physically and emotionally.

"Let's go home" Dick said as the police siren's started to sound more clearly.

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