Chapter Nineteen
The pain in my chest makes me groan and wince. I feel the deep rubbing in my sternum. "Rach." He coos, "wake up." He digs his fingers hard. My eyes open softly and the motion stops. Looking around to the room my stomach is in knots. I land on his face and he smiles softly. "Hey dark girl."
My hand reaches up softly and I touch his face. I hesitate but slowly put my fingers against the flesh of his cheek. Not a dream. He's real. Holy shit.
SLAP*
My fingers tremble as his head sits to the side, from the impact of me. Jaw tight and teeth gritted he doesn't move. "Where the hell do you get off!" I yell. My chest is tight and I sit up in a huff. The room spinning as I scoot away from him. "I've mourned you for 5 fucking years Jason!" my tears overtake my anger
"I know. I've watched you." He turns staring at me.
"You've watched me, and never cared on how much I needed you." I shake.
"You don't need me." He almost whispers.
"Yes I did Jason!" I yell in anger. "I needed you so fucking bad. You dying destroyed me."
"Me coming back would have destroyed you more." He looks away. "I never wanted to hurt you."
"Is that why you fucked me as the Red Hood?" I stare at him as he stands from the ground.
"No Rach. That was for my own personal pleasure." He sighs, "I'm sorry that shouldn't have happened. I just missed your touch. It was a moment of weakness and I hurt you because of it."
"You didn't hurt me." I admit softly. "It was finally letting go of you after all of these years." I smile softly, Looking around noticing the joker gagged on the floor. "I was coming to kill him."
"That's not in my plans." He reaches a hand out to help me up.
"How are you alive?" I cross my arms refusing to get up.
"Good old ra's al ghul took me for a soak in his pit." He smirks, "guess it brought some of me back."
"Some?" I question.
"I'm not the same guy you fell in love with." He looks away, "I'm not your soulmate." I feel his sadness, "I came back for vengeance. To take care of things once and for all." Turning he looks to me. "Tonight is the night."
"I was going to beat him with the crowbar. Like he did you." I look at the Joker.
"I know." He smirks, "you always had a temper like me. That's why we were so good together."
"I- uh." I hesitate. "I'm with Dick." I look up to him.
"I know." He smiles softly. "You two needed to end up together."
"Jason." I sigh, "I had decided to be with you before your death."
"We can't go back now." He smirks and I feel a stride of accomplishment. "No what ifs or what would ofs."
"Friends then?" I ask.
"Always." He smiles
"Are you going after Bruce?" I sigh. Knowing the trouble they had and the recent encounters. He nods lightly telling me all I need to know.
I go to stand and he helps me up as I stumble. His hands brace me and I tense up feeling his warmth. I look at him as his fingers sit on my back and wrist. Leaning in I put my body weight into him. I press my body against his, snuggled into his embrace. His arms wrap around me as his head sits on top of mine. I breath in his scent and I feel at home. He lets go stepping back. "I have plans tonight Rach. And I have to see them out." He grabs the joker opening the closet door.shoving him inside he slams the door.
Looking around the room I see the mass of his plans. "I don't want you to mourn me again Rach" he sees my wide eyes on the barrels. "Dicks a lucky man." He smirks, "don't let him forget it either."
"I won't." I smile softly. "Find me when you're done. You have a lot to explain." I sigh.
"If I'm still here." He nods.
"I meant it when I said I loved you." I stop at the door.
"I love you more than you'll ever know Dark Girl." He smiles.
Leaving Jason I feel a heavy weight on my chest. How is this even real life. Feeling like I've been in a dream. Walking home I take my time. Trying to make sense of everything and feeling so lost. Before I know it, I've been wandering Gotham for an hour. Deciding I should really get home I take to the sky before the sun comes out. Making it back home I slip through the door of the balcony. Sighing out I see Dick sitting on the couch, waiting. He looks hurt, and upset. I sense it and I immediately feel guilt.
"Did you do it?" He almost whispers through the dark room.
"No." I walk to him. A sense of relief crashes into me.
"Okay."he holds out his arms for me to come into. I fall into them wrapping my body around his, sitting on his lap like a child.
"I shouldn't have went." I breath out, "I'm sorry."
"What stopped you?" He asks.
"Red Hood" I feel a sense of jealousy roll off of him.
"Okay." He huffs out. I nuzzle my face into his neck. Breathing out I feel the tears forming as I finally accept it. "Jason's alive."
"No he's not Rae." He tenses suddenly worry consumes him. He must think I'm losing my mind.
I sit up looking at him. "Jason is Red Hood."
"Rae, he is-" he stops pondering. A small smile appears on his face. "That makes a lot of sense." He admits, but then sadness washes up on his face. "What does this mean?"
"No going back." I lean in kissing his lips. "I'm yours" the reassurance sends electricity through me as his lips crash into mine. His fingers grip at my scalp as he pushes his hips into mine. Our lips fall in sync and he is ruthless. "You're mine" he moans.
"I'm yours." I moan.
He groans as his phone goes off alerting him. I turn looking to the morning sun rising. "Bruce needs help." I sigh.
"Morning." He answers the phone as he squeezes my ass.
"Dick I need your help tracking someone." He grumbles.
"Who?" He plays dumb.
"I'll explain when you get here, meet me at the old dreary apartments." He hangs up.
"Think he'll come here?" Dick looks to me, brushing my hair behind my ear.
"I hope. Maybe I can try and talk him out of whatever vengeance he has." I sigh.
"Yeah that didn't go well with you." He smirks.
"I'm sorry." I sigh. "I shouldn't have went after him. If it makes you less mad, I passed out."
"Are you okay?" He worries instantly.
"Just the rush of everything hit me." I smile.
"Maybe you should rest." He scoots me off of his lap. He stands stretching. Walking into the bedroom he dresses into his uniform, he placed his mask as he walks into the living room. "I love you." He walks to me kissing my forehead.
"I love you too." I smile. I stand watching him leap off of my balcony, soaring with the grappling hook.
Sighing I walk to my room grabbing the box of Jason's belongings out of my closet. I grab the pack of smokes and lighter. Hoisting it out to the balcony I wait. Hoping he will come find me. Nerves run through me as an hour passes. Is he still alive? I sigh out searching my phone finally looking at the song.
The Morticians Daughter. Hitting play I instantly feel like crying. How fitting was this song for us. Our love song. A song he decided was ours. I smile softly as I listen to it. "Don't act all in love with me now." I hear him grumble.
"Shut it." I laugh taking a drag off of the cigarette I lit. "Want one?"
"Yeah." He takes his pack and lights a cigarette with his zippo. "I mean they are mine." Those green eyes unmasked, staring at me. I shiver with the sight of my lost love.
"I've kept them ready for you." I roll my eyes
"Mmm, a stale smoke." He smirks
"Want the whisky?" I puff out the smoke.
"Nah, too early." He sits in the chair next to me. His body is built, he's bulked up and muscular. So much different than being 18. "Where's Dick?"
"Helping Bruce look for you." I sigh. "How'd it go?" I look over to see minor scrapes on his face.
"Those powers working again?" He asks softly. I nod in response as he holds up his hand. Holy shit. I jerk up out of my seat
"What the hell happened?" I scream grabbing his hand. His eyes go wide at my reaction. I examine the broken bones, the destroyed hand.
"I'm okay." He looks at the worry on my face.
"No you're not." I gasp. "Come on." I sigh heading into the my home.
I go to my cabinet pulling out different variations of medicines from my cabinet until I find the pain pills. I turn back around to see Jason, holding one. A smirk on his face. He holds the blue pack of pills on his hand. "Bout damn time." He laughs.
"Well you didn't bring me a plan B this time so I assumed you knew." I smirk taking it. I open it up to see one pill remaining before my sugar pills start. So I'm guessing my emotional outburst over his hand is due to this.
"You we're pretty pissed Rach." He looks away. "I assumed you hated Red Hood for fucking you."
"I was upset because it was the first time I was able to sexually mourn you." I smile, "all we did was fuck like rabbits."
"Those were the good days." He smiles. "That time with Red Hood sucked." He laughed.
"Here, take this and let's get to work on healing you. It's gonna hurt." I hand him the Percocet.
"Why do you have these?" He pops one into his mouth swallowing it.
"Let's not talk about that." I look down. "Another time."
"Okay Rach." He walks back around and sits on the sectional. I step to the fridge and pull out a pre made sub, and grab a bag of chips. Walking back into the living room I sit next to him.
"Eat, I'll heal." I smile.
"Okay." He hesitates. "Thank you."
Nodding I get to work. Holding his hand into mine I focus my energy. Weaving strands of my magic through his fingers I heal each bone. Fuse the muscle back and heal the skin. After a 30 minute trans I come out as he sits watching me. Flexing his hand it's good as new. He smiles staring at it. "I never got to see them work when we were together."
"I know." I smile. "Letting them go was a mistake, but I'm glad they're back."
"I've watched you mourn me for years." He sighs, "I'm sorry I never came back"
"You're back now. And I think this is the first time you don't seem so angry." I sigh, "you seem like you"
"I just have to figure out new plans" he smirks
"Stay here then." I sigh, "I have extra rooms."
"I can't, I have other things to do. Crime to control." He shrugs.
"Bruce loves you, you know that right?" I tell him. He doesn't respond and just looks away, "he hasn't stopped mourning you either."
"None of us have." I hear Dick. I turn looking to him standing in his uniform at the open door.
"Ah, family reunion." Jason rolls his eyes, "Bruce going to be here soon?"
"No. I told him I spotted you heading out of town." He walks to us, "figured it would give you some time."
"Thanks." Jason smirks.
"What are brothers for?" Dick smiles as Junie runs along his feet. Smiling I stand from the couch to walk to Dick when suddenly the world spins. "Rae." Dick races to me.
Jason's arms catch me as I go to slam into the floor. "What the fuck?" He huffs out as I blink vigorously.
"I'm so sorry." I try to move but his grasp doesn't leave me. Dick sits on the floor as Jason lowers me down.
"I told you to rest." Dick studies me. "You must have used a significant amount of energy." He sighs.
"Sorry." Jason sighs, "she healed my hand."
"It's not your fault." I bring my hands up to my face. "I just need to sleep."
"Let's get you to bed." Dick brushes the hair out of my face.
"Yeah, I've got to get going." Jason admits. I know there's no holding onto him or keeping him here, instead I accept his absence.
"Don't be a stranger, you're welcome anytime." I smile.
"Thanks Dark Girl." He stands. "See ya around." He punches Dick in the shoulder.
"Don't tell dad I let you get away." Dick smirks back.
"I won't." He smiles walking away out of my view.
"You okay?" He asks me.
"Yeah." I smile. I go to sit up as Dick helps me. Cradling me he carries me into bed. I slip my jeans off as Junie crawls into bed. I curl up with Dicks pillow as he changes clothes in the bathroom. I never see him reappear out of the bathroom as my heavy eyes close.