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The city had been calm and virtually free of costumed crime with the help of batman and his many Robins. Now years later one such bird has finally retired (or so it seems) to become an officer of the law. d**k Grayson now a member of the Arkham S.W.A.T team is running into more unsolved cases of strange murders in the city where the faces of the victims are stolen.
Not even his ex partner Barbra Gordon can figure it out with her team of birds of prey and their limited abilities with Black canary away with er new husband Oliver Queen, Huntress traveling abroad and Barbra is limited to her wheel chair. d**k's only option is to drag out the old costume and hit the streets on his own, or so he thought.
With the arrival of an old friend (and flame) Roy Harper, d**k soon finds that he has an entire arsenal to back him up in this search for a face stealling mad man.

With two nightsicks in hand d**k was finding this to be too easy. He was flipping over two men with guns trying to follow him the barrels. They shot off rounds that only hit the walls.
"s**t you guys can't hit the broadside of a barn if it had tits and flashed you." d**k teased. His radio was going crazy with Comissoner Gordon asking if everyone was ok.
"Yeah yeah, fine I have Three...' He looked around. "I lost one." He was starting to panic. these guys wern't that good to disapear on him.
"I got this Jim." He insisted.

d**k stood and whipped a nightsick at one man hitting him in the face and knocking him out as d**k leapt up and in true circus style grabbed the shandolear of the bank and swung forward to take the second out.

He looked over to see the other knocked out cold. He frowned at this. "Old man I told you to stop following me I'm not coming back." He searched the room for Bruce, or rather Batman. It was his style after all, or maybe the kid.
"Tim is that you? So help me!" He was getting angry now. He had made it clear that he was done with the costume biz once Bruce came back. Things had quieted down the last few years.
At 25 d**k was the youngest to join the special task unit, but because of his inability to take orders he was still a cop. Barbra was retired and disabled and now took up a new title of Oracle. she was a wheelchaired version of Batman running her own operation of crime fighters. Between her and Batman the city didn't need him at night. Usually he worked the day shift but tonight was over time. He expcted to run into Batman and Robin again at some time.

d**k froze apon hearing that laugh. He had watched in wide eyed wonder as Roy stepped out into view. He was still standing dumbfoundedwhen Roy asked if he remembered him. d**k couldn't help the bottom lip tremble still. Somthing leftover from is childhood that signaled he was near tears or emotinally whelmed.

He didn't hesitate to dart accross the bank and leap at Roy to wrap him in a strong hug.
"ROY!" He buried his fa in the man's neck so happy to see him. He didn't care about protacall or why Roy was here. Hell Roy could of turned and be be helping these guys, but one Roy wasn't evil, d**k was sure of that, and two, it's ******** Roy.

"God I missed you so much." A tear escaped d**k's eyes. He still loved the man deeply but was sure by now roy had moved on, or worse had lost all those feelings for d**k. Eitherway he was just happy to see Roy alive and well.

d**k smiled. "No i whent to college and all that, easiest two years ever." Most people attended college for four but d**k did a six year corse in two. "I then enlisted in the academy.. I'm a real cop. I hung up my costume after I had to fill the big shoes for a while." He was refering to being Batman for a time. "Bats has a new Robin, Tim.. Smart a** kid." He smiled. "He figured us both out and just walked up to us one night wanting the job." He shrugged. "i had quit that suit a while before and was Nightwing at the time."

d**k was so happy to see Roy still patroling. "What about you?" He was scared to ask but he had to know. "Married? Kids? Whats been up?" He was terrafied to hear the answers but he had to know what his chances were. He still loved Roy deeply.

d**k didn't know what to say. a daughter? He thought about it. He did like kids, but there was no garontee of anything yet.
Gordon was livid with d**k and let him know it.
"Suspended." Gordon glared at d**k. He had it out for d**k any way after barbra was shot and paralized.
d**k shrugged it off. It wasn't the first suspecion and not the last.


He still owned the nest he had had since he was younger. The garage still had his old motorcycles and the Firebird sitting inside. He would never sell that baby no matter how much he needed the money.
Inside the space had been modified some into a nice studio apartment. a large glass case along the wall housed his old costumes, the ones Bats didn't keep any way. His Robin costume from the Young justice Leauge, his Red X costume would of occupied a space if it hadn't been stolen years earlier, all he had left was the helmet prototype, his Knightwing costume and the Batman costume he wore for a while.

He was tired and anxious all at once. He had gotten to see his roy again and all that was all he could think of. d**k pulled off the uniform shirt revealing his still finly sculpted form underneath. A few newer scars had occupied his body over the years. A close one was a bullet hole scar near his heart. That was a good reason to give up the costume, wasn't it?

He took a seat at his large computer and began his own searching. He knew Roy wouldn't have any trouble finding him, so two can play at that game. He began looking up what Roy had been up to the last few years. It wasn't hard since d**k had already been cheking up on his beloved in secret from time to time just to make sure the man was still alive.

the password to his place was still the same, and he hoped Roy remembered that.

d**k stood and walked over to Roy smileing. He didn't care that he was shirtless. Nothing Ro hadn't seen before.
"Yeah I kept it." He said. "i kept a lotta things." He smiled. He was fidgeting again. He wanted to touch Roy badly, he missed him.

"Soo..." He hated this akwardness between them. Or maybe he was the only one who felt akward. Maybe just spit it out. s**t. "Roy i... Still.." He looked away a moment. "Have feelings for you." His face got red. "Never stopped.." He added. He was terrafied now that Roy would get up and leave. He had mentioned at the bank that he still liked men, but maybe not him any more. d**k was already overanalizing this. Some times he hated his brain.

He finally looked at Roy again to test his reacation. "i still love you." He said softly.

d**k took Roy's hand in his.
"Half is more than what I had." he said softly. "I'll take what I can get." he half laughed. "So.. Arsenal eh? Not Red Arrow?" He reached up with his other hand to gently take Roy's face and make him look him in the eyes. God he missed those eyes.
"I love kids by the way." He smiled. "I have... Had two younger brothers." He had to correct himself. Tim was still around but Jason was another story. He wondered if Jason would pop up again soon and ruin anyting good going on. "A lot has happened over the years." He wanted to kiss Roy badly but waited for Roy to make that move. He would do anything to be with Roy again.

d**k's eyes closed as he melted into the kiss. He slid a hand up Roy's side and held him. He couldn't help the soft pleased sound he made and he blushed. Once they had parted he smiled shyly. "Sorry, that... Kinda slipped out." He felt guidy. It was as if they were courting eacvhother all over again, except this time d**k was very legal and they didn't have to hide it. Everyone on the police force already knew that Grayson liked men more than women.

"I have a gun too but, I hardly use it." He laughed. He found his hand playing with the holster and impressed with it's craftsmanship. "custom made, niice." He smiled.