Jason could not believe that Dick had gotten away from him. All he had told the kid was to play in his room because he had homework. Honestly, who would have thought that this would be the night that Dick decided to finally bolt out. Of course, none of them could have known that Dick had any information on his parents' murder. Even though they knew it was a possibility, it was probably Gotham's worst kept secret, but after two months why tonight? Only thing was that the Commission had held a press conference asking for information. Dick must have seen the newspaper.

Jason jumped down from the fire escape, landing with a crouch. For maybe the first time in a long time, he was glad that Bruce had had Alfred sew some trackers into their clothes. It made finding the Circus Brat easier; for Christ's sake Gotham was huge. What the kid was thinking he would never know, because right now he was getting closer and closer to the four city blocks that Zucco ran.

Not one of Gotham's biggest gang lords, Zucco was anything but a cowering wimp. Since opening the case on the Grayson, even Batman was amazed that a small time operation like Zucco's was so profitable. There was some connections to Black Mask, but even that was side business for the two of them.

With the tracking equipment tell him that he was within feet of Dick, Jason prepared for the worst. The small blimp that was the kid had been still for the last few minutes, something that was bothering Robin as he got closer to the kid's location in an alley. He was surprised to see a large man on the ground, and a small whimpering sound from behind a dumpster. Jason's heart almost stopped when he found Dick wedged between the dumpster and the wall, evidently unhurt but seemingly scared.

"You okay kid?" Jason said in his most calm voice, though what he wanted to do was yell at the child and then hold him close. In the two months that Dick had been with them, he had carved his way into their lives and hearts. Hell, Jason was sure that Damian was warming up to the brat.

Dick curled away from Robin and sniffled. "Robin?"

Jason shook his head, a smile on his lips as Dick wiped at his nose. "Ya know it kiddo. How about we get you out of here, I'm sure someone is worried about you."

Dick started to crawl out, wiping at his eyes. "He came out of nowhere. I didn't wanna hurt him, but he chased me..." Dick was looking at the goon on the ground.

"You knocked him out?" Jason asked, trying not to laugh.

Dick shrugged, "I threw something at him and then hid. I heard him fall a few seconds later."

Jason chuckled, "He's most likely a 'bad guy', squirt. I'll put in a call for him to be picked up, the cops don't need to know that you were even here."

Dick kind of smiled, just the corners of his mouth turning up, but it was just fine with Jason. The kid would cheer up whenever he got him home. "If you say so..."

Jason scooped up the kid, a small 'oof' escaping his lips as he realized he was a bit heavy. "Let's get you home before someone gets worried." Throwing Dick onto his back, he started to walk to a fire escape. "Hold on tight, I wanna get some altitude before I make a call."

Dick nestled in Jason's back, wrapping his legs around his waist and arms tightening just loose enough so Jason could still breathe. "Okay."

Climbing up was harder with the extra weight, but it was not impossible. When they got there, Jason put Dick down and pulled out a communicator. "Penny One, I found him."

"Very good Robin. I have a lock on your location, transport is on the way." Alfred responded, "How is he?"

Jason looked at Dick, who was looking over the rooftop's edge, though Jason did not think he was in danger of falling. "Little shaken up."

"Very good sir." Alfred sounded relieved and then spoke again, "Batman wants him brought to the cave, do you have any sedative on you?"

"Boss wouldn't let me out of the Cave without it." Jason said, voice apprehensive. "Does he really want me to..."

"I'm afraid so Sir."

Dick woke up on a stiff, but cushioned surface. The air was a bit damp and cool with a strange mixture of sounds echoing. It took a moment for him to pinpoint voices among the noises.

"Why did I have to bring him down here? I could have just taken him to his room." The voice was familiar, but Dick's clouded mind could not think of why.

There was the sound of feet hitting the ground, "He needs to know that something is being done..."

"That's crap and you know it!" The first voice, much younger sounding than the other voice, shouted. "He's just a kid B. he shouldn't even know we're real."

"I understand Jason." The other voice, 'B', responded in a much calmer method. "But somethings can't be stopped. This won't be the last time he tries something like this."

Dick's breath hitched at the name Jason, realizing why the other voice was familiar. It was Jason's. Which meant Jason was Robin? Dick tried to sit up, his head swimming from whatever made him go to sleep.

"Shit." Jason said, coming over to Dick. As soon as he was in reachable distance, he put a hand on the smaller boy's shoulder. "Don't move so face, Little Bird."

"Don't touch me!" Dick cried out, vision swimming as he moved away from Jason too quickly. "You're a liar, Jason. Leave me alone."

Jason's face fell. "Sorry kiddo. I couldn't tell you..."

"You should've." Dick felt sick and he was not sure if it was from being knocked out, or if it was from learning that Jason was Robin. "This involves my mom and dad... That man killed them, and you're not stopping him."

"It's not that easy." The older, deeper voice said from behind Jason. As he came into view, Dick got his first really look at Batman. He was a large man, shrouded in dark. "Tony Zucco has not been seen in weeks. Where you were tonight has been abandoned since last week."

"But there was that man..." Dick started before his brain caught up to him. He shut his mouth and glared at Bruce Wayne. "Why didn't you save them. You were there... Why didn't you save them?"

Batman's face was unchanging, hidden under the cowl; but he stepped closer, forgoing touching Dick as he flinched away. "There was nothing anyone could have done Dick."

"Someone could have listened to me when I said someone was in the tent who wasn't supposed to be!" Dick cried, pulling his knees to his chest.

Jason stepped up, placing his hand near Dick if he wanted to invite contact. "What you talking about kiddo?"

"I saw him... Zucco. He was fighting with Old Jack; and then later he was leaving the Big Top... No one listened to me until it was too late." Dick put his face to his knees as Jason pulled him into a hug.

Jason put his face into Tim's hair, "I'm sorry... We'll get him. I promise Dickie-bird."

Dick let Jason hug him, even letting being called Dickie-bird go this time.

Notes:

Not what I expected...

*Spoiler Alert* Dick did not knock out that guy...

*Dum Dum* Red Robin is coming soon!

Is it a spoiler if the author let's it slip?