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Bethany's POV

My legs burned as I skipped two steps at a time. The long staircase seemed to go by me in a blur. I couldn't focus on anything except for the one image. The picture of a boy with dark hair that hung around his face. Tears brimmed at my eyes and I missed a step, and before I could face-plant onto the rough concrete stairs, my hands reached out and caught myself. My palms and knees were scratched up, and I could see the dots of red that form before a wound starts to drip with blood. But I didn't care. I couldn't think. I needed air.

I burst through the door and was met with intense sunlight and light wind. It was clearer up here. I decided against going to the cave because I knew he would find me. He would know that I would go there. After all, it was my only home. I didn't have anywhere else to go. So I came to the roof of the school.

I had changed into my uniform, although I had to redo the buttons on my blouse three times before I finally got it right. I didn't even tighten my tie all the way. It just hung limply around my neck. I couldn't even french braid my hair again. My hands were shaking so badly.

I moved to the railing at the edge of the building. I looked down. The only thing keeping me form falling down the five story building was the sturdy metal railing. Deep down, I kind of wished that it wasn't there to keep me from going over.

It was quiet here. I could think.

About him.

Dick was Robin.

No matter how many times I thought about it, it seemed so foreign. And yet, it was so obvious. Dick was extremely intelligent and loved computers. So did Robin. Dick loved to troll. So did Robin. Dick and Robin both had the same personalities in and out of school. He treated me the same, whether I had my mask on, or I was at school. How could I have not seen it sooner? It was so obvious!

I kicked the railing. Hard. My knee stung from the impact, but it felt good. So I kicked it over and over and over again. I banged my fist on the top of it multiple times, too. It wasn't until my fist hurt and my knees throbbed when I noticed that the railing was bent in different places from the impact of my fists and feet.

"AARGG!" I let out a frustrated scream and heard it echo around me. Why? I didn't see it before, and it made me angry. I blamed Dick. Or Robin. Whatever I was supposed to call him now!

But I knew I couldn't blame him. He was probably ordered not to tell me by Batman. Speaking of Batman. Batman was Robin's mentor. Dick's mentor is Bruce Wayne. So the Bruce Wayne was the Batman? It was so easy. You get one, you get the other. Bruce was so rich and fit. It wasn't hard to imagine him being Batman. But I just felt frustrated. I felt betrayed. I didn't even notice that tears had been running down my cheeks.

I looked out towards the soccer fields. I never noticed that our school had so many soccer fields. They stretched out for what seemed like forever. It was peaceful up here. I think this would be my new getaway. This would be my place to find tranquility during the school day. I wouldn't have to hear the constant buzz in my ear of everyone talking and I could just sit here and think and gaze out at the soccer fields in the distance.

I leaned against the railing and let the wind blow gently through my hair, ruffle my short skirt, and flap my tie around. A couple of minutes passed, and my tears were gone and I felt much calmer. I didn't even bother to turn around when the door behind me opened, or when the sounds of guilty feet make their way to me. I already knew who it was. He leaned against the railing next to me.

"You shouldn't be up here without a jacket. It's chilly," Dick's voice floated over to me gently, like the wind. I didn't answer him. I kept looking straight ahead, trying to hold on to what was left of the tranquility that I had moments before.

"How did you find me?" I asked quietly. But of course, being Robin, he heard me.

"I tracked your phone," He said shyly.

Of course he did. I didn't answer after that. I just kept staring at the peaceful soccer fields. I wished that I could jump off and run away across the fields.

"What happened to your hands and knees?"

I didn't answer. Instead, I just clenched my fists so he wouldn't be able to see my palms anymore.

He touched the dented and bent railing. He looked at my red, cut up, and clenched fists, which were the perfect size of the many dents in the rail. He raised a dark eyebrow at me but didn't say anything.

Of course he could tell that I had probably punched the railing over and over again. He could put the pieces together himself without asking me. He was Robin, after all.

"Bethany, I'm sorry."

No answer. There was a long stretch of silence. And then he worked up the courage to speak again.

"Artemis knows now, too. She saw you come up to me and cover my eyes, and then it clicked for her, too. But she didn't run away. She accepted it. She was even happy about it because we could all be together without any secrets."

"Secrets, huh? Ironic coming from you." I huffed before I could stop myself, but I continued looking forward.

He turned to me, "Why can't you just accept it like Artemis? Why are you so upset about it?" He asked impatiently.

"Because, Dick," I finally turned to him, but I didn't look at his eyes. Instead, I looked at the floor and sighed. I was suddenly so tired of being angry, "I feel betrayed."

"I'm sorry, Bethany. But Batman -"

"Made you keep it a secret," I interrupted for him, "I know."

"Then why are you mad at me?"

"Because, you… I…" I didn't have words for what I was feeling, "I know that you probably weren't allowed to tell me. I know. It's not your fault. It's not anyone's fault. I just have this sad and betrayed feeling in me. I wish I had known. When I found out, my emotions went crazy and I was angry and frustrated that you didn't tell me. I reacted without thinking."

There was silence. He was listening to me ramble. And I loved him for that.

"Then I realized that you probably had no choice. It wasn't anyone's fault. I couldn't blame anyone. So I just wallowed around in my own frustration and anger for a couple minutes. I just needed to cool down, that's all."

He was silent, probably contemplating what I said.

"It's just…" I trailed off, thinking about what to say next.

"What?" He inched closer. I could feel his intense gaze on me as I looked off into the distant soccer fields.

"I've been around Dick all during school. And then when I'm with the Team, I hang around Robin all the time. I just feel sad and angry that I couldn't talk to you all those times like you were the same person." I had calmed down a lot by now. I was just murmuring the words to him. And he was close enough to hear it. I could feel his body warmth radiating to me. It made a shiver roll through me.

"Are you cold?" He murmured to me softly.

I nodded a little.

He turned my shoulders so that I was facing him. He skillfully took off his blazer and wrapped it around my shoulders. A little sigh escaped my lips and I immediately blushed. The blazer felt like a warm and comforting blanket around me.

"Thanks," I softly sighed. I noticed that we were only a few inches apart, and I lowered my gaze to my feet, suddenly finding them very interesting. I'd never been this close with a boy before. I suddenly wanted more, but I didn't know how to ask.

He put his finger gently under my chin and lifted my head up to meet his gaze. His electric blue eyes were intense and beautiful and it seemed like he could see everything in me. I felt so vulnerable in his gaze.

"Bethany, what do you want? I can see that you want something," He whispered, but I could hear it clearly because we were so close together.

I didn't know what to say, but I just wanted to be closer to him, "Can I have a hug?" I gave a little sweet smile.

He threw his head back with a laugh that I made me smile and then he looked back at me and smirked, "Of course. Anything for you."

That made my heart melt.

Then he drew me into the sweetest hug and it felt like I was wrapped in a warm blanket. A very muscular one, at it. I could feel his hard chest underneath my head and finally, it felt like the puzzle pieces were finally being put together. The reasons why whenever Artemis punched him, he never flinched. When I was being chased by Klarion and he insisted that he could help. When we were pickpocketing and somehow he was always better than me. When he insisted that we never steal. When he was a master troller, just like Robin. I finally came to terms with Robin and Dick being the same. I felt at peace.

I could've stayed like that forever, well, until someone cleared their throat from the entrance of the stairs.

I was about to jump away from Dick, but as if on instinct, he pushed me behind him and faced the person, like he was about to fight them before they could get to me.

My heart only sped up when I saw that it was Batman. Or Bruce. Whatever you called him now. He was in full costume

"Was I interrupting?" Batman taunted.

"Yeah," I heard Dick mumble under his breath.

"What are you doing here?" I said warily as I stepped out from behind Dick.

"Dick?" Batman motioned to Dick as if he had all the answers.

"I called Batman after I realized that you had found out my identity. I freaked out and he was going to come over and smooth things out."

"Looks like you didn't need to though. Everything looks like it… turned out," He motioned to us. We were still standing really close. We both blushed and looked at the ground. He took off his mask, revealing his sharp jaw and strong eyes. Bruce Wayne. He looked so foreign in the Batman costume.

"Oh, no more mask?" I mumbled to myself. But of course, he heard. He's Batman.

"Yes, I don't really need to wear my mask in front of you because I was sure that you would have figured out my real identity by now."

I didn't reply to that. He walked over and stood in front of Dick and I. And in that moment, he seemed like the towering, overpowering authority figure that he really was.

"Since you know both of our identities, I was hoping that you would accept my formal invitation for you to stay in the Wayne Mansion. You would be able to train alongside us and for publicity's sake, you would have an official home on your record," Batman extended a hand towards me, "What do you think?"

Should I? I had a home in the cave, but what difference did it make to stay in the Wayne Mansion instead? I could maybe sneak a peek at the famous Batcave. I could get formal training from the Batman. In fact, I would be staying in the same freaking house as the Batman! Also, I could use this chance to get closer to Dick…

I graciously accepted his offer and firmly shook his hand. A2nd from the corner of my eye, I saw the boy with the dark hair smile.