Dick's POV

It's been a couple hours since Tim left, the moment he left, Damian went to his room and passed out. Well, the medicine I gave him before hand made him tired too. I'm no doctor, but I don't think Robin will be out on the field tonight. I went in his room to check him, Alfred, the cat duh, was curled up next to him while Titus was sleeping and the end of the bed. They all looked so peaceful just laying there. It was not strange for Titus and Alfred to sleep all day but Damian is sick, so this is best for him. I quietly walked over and felt his forehead, his fever went down slightly. I hope he feels better tomorrow, it was boring without him. I walked out and closed the door behind me. 

Once I got to the living room, my phone rang. "Hello?"

"Dick, it's Bruce. Is Tim with you still?" 

"He told me you called him and told him that there was trouble. "

"I never called him. He's not there?"

"No. It's just Damian and I. Well, and his pets. "

"Dick, this is bad. I never called Tim. Jason is still gone." How could this be? Tim wasn't acting strange, I saw his phone, The caller ID was Bruce! Damian saw it too! "Can you come here and help me look?"

"I can't Bruce. Dami is sick, like really sick. He had to stay home from school and he's sleeping."

"Well, why can't you find someone to watch him?"

"I already had Tim watch him! I couldn't even leave him with Tim without him getting a headache again!" No wonder Damian hated his guts. Well, he did desert the kid, and lie to us, threaten Jason and Tim, told us Damian was dead. Wow, he is an awful person! Why am I just now thinking this? Should I trust him? "Dick, I need your help! I swear I didn't do anything to them."

"Bruce, I'm not leaving Damian alone with the.........whatever it is he has. "

"please."

"I can't" I hung up and sighed. Great, I'm gonna have to go out as Nightwing and leave Damian alone. I looked at the time, 12:15. It's not dark yet. Once it's dark, I'll slip out.

Damian's POV

I woke up several hours later and stretched. I still had a small headache, but I'm feeling kinda better. I got out of bed and Alfred and Titus followed me out. It was dark now, I didn't see Richard anywhere. He didn't. Without me? Hell no. 

Dick's POV 

I was on top my apartment building. I was able to slip out okay right? Before you ask, I didn't throw my Nightwing outfit on and walked down the hallway like "Don't mind me, just a friendly superhero going for a stroll!" Me and Robin have a secret way out only we can access. 

I nearly jumped 4 feet in the air when I heard someone behind me. I spun around to see Robin with his arms crossed, he was not happy at all. "Robin! Go back home!"

"I'm well enough to go on patrol. Besides, we had a deal! " True, I made I deal with him, wherever I go on patrol, he has to right to follow if it's perfectly safe. In other words, he's always gonna come on patrol with me. "Robin, you're sick. You couldn't go 20 minutes without getting a migraine! You're in no condition to go on patrol! Go. home." 

"I'm not sick! You. can't. tell me. what. to. do" I just stood there, I just lost an argument with a ten year old, well almost 11 year old.

"Fine, but you need to stay close"