It had been almost two weeks afterward. Dick by now had put down the glasses but it was clear that he wasn't opening much either. Other than with him and weirdly Peter too. But then again Peter had that charm that makes him easy to talk to.

They even went together out in patrol and everyone knew Dickie by Nightwing. Everything was well, until well they ended up getting caught by green goblin.

"Why does it always happen? Our plan shouldn't have failed." Peter's voice deadpanned and he opened his mouth but closing it again. Because every damn time they fail and mayhaps it was slightly his fault for rushing towards the danger without really a plan.

"Usually it works out or not?" His voice was chipper yet nervous. Then there was Dickie who hadn't said anything yet.

"Because that moron had to rush towards the danger without using his brain." A deadpanned voice was now as well, and he puffed his cheeks out.

"I couldn't let the civilians get hurt. Wouldn't be a good hero." His voice held a pout tone and both males gave him a look. It was the kind of look that told him that they know.

"Well any ideas how to escape?" He questioned the two and none had said anything yet. They were stuck as long as they wore these collars or at least Peter and him. Dickie won't have any issues.

"One second, I almost have it." His gaze went around nervously, and he just hoped that Greenie won't come back. Or they will have a really bad issue. "There we go."

They're collars left and he managed to use his speed to get out of the shackles.

"Well I am taking that collar as a souvenir." His voice whispered and Dickie looked at him but not his face was hidden behind a mask. He by now had a new costume too.

"He does this all the time." Peter shrugged at the end and he could feel just sheepish.

"Well this is something that he done as well. Even without his memories, his subconscious, still does remember." Dickie whispered back between the three. They gave each other a nod and starting to rush out. But Dickie had liked always a different idea. The male was hacking into the databank.

"Now we can leave." The male said and he chuckled his head and picking him up. Even now he was still a bit too light. But it showed that he was eating again, the three ended up back to the tower soon and a sigh was all that escaped.

"I still can't believe that this person left us alone. I have seen many dumb Villains but this one takes the cake." An unbelievable tone was given, and he blinked and snorted soon.

That reminded him that he had a few weird dreams. It was mostly about him and a team. A team that usually ended up getting more often in trouble. As well one of the females mentioned something about not wanting to have a third time to drown.

"Well, we did end up getting out, so it doesn't matter. Who wants to have a Harry Potter marathon?" His voice held a chipper tone and the two others started to grin. Wally went first into his room and put the collar at one of his souvenirs shrines. Then he made the snacks and the other two starting to make their fort. Soon the movie started and let's just say the three were cuddled into each other. It reminded him of something, but he couldn't remember.

Then he fell asleep...

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His eyes looked at the sleeping person next to him. Dickie was snuggled into his side and breathing softly in and out. A slight smile gazed on the lips of the latter teen. His hand was playing with the hair and he pulled the male closer. It was just that he knew that nigh terrors plagued the male. It always was horrible and now he seemed to sleep at least peaceful.

But for how long? Will he stay that peaceful? A sigh was all that escaped and feeling as well relaxed.

Soon that peaceful feeling vanished when a thought struck him. Because he wasn't wanting to sleep. The fear that he would have a nightmare was too big right now. Occasionally he still got nightmares from him and they were awful. Because it was always making him jumpy. The fear just stayed that he would end up coming back.

A shudder went through his body at the thought and even now he was scared of him. But he shouldn't be.

"Walls?" A sleepy voice asked, and he glanced down to see dark blue eyes look concerned now at him.

"Are you thinking about Cristopher again?"

"Well, I can't help it. He could come back..." A shudder was going through his mind at the name alone.

"Don't worry, the male is in prison and can't come back to harm you." Voice reassuring but for him it wasn't. So that he shuddered again and feeling again slowly a panic bubble up in him.

"Hey, look at me." By now Dickie was sitting in front of him. A hand was on his cheeks and their foreheads touched. "Just concentrate on my breathing and don't think about anything other than me."

Slowly he felt him calm down and Dickie gave him a kiss on his forehead. Both cuddled soon and he felt his body relax again...

Eyes slowly opened and his cheeks starting to heat up in a bright shade of redness at the memory of the kiss. Where they together? Who was this Christopher person? Why was he scared of this person?

More thoughts overcame him, and he felt panicked now. Not a good thing and really not a good thing in presence of others. Peter will start freak out and when he does than he freaks out even more. Which was why now both were starting to panic. Until Dickie took the initiate, starting to calm down both.

How he done it was not clear, but he managed to do this. His body was exhausted afterward and all he wanted was go back to sleep.

"So, what was going through your brains when you were freaking out?" Translation, what caused this mess?

"Well, I had a blackout when seeing Wally freak out and ended up in the process freaking myself with him even more out." A sheepish tone was heard. Next was him and he felt a bit more nervous about this.

"Sorry, a really weird dream." Was all that he mentioned, and Dickie gave him a narrowed eye but not pushing further and Peter looked at him in concern.

"Alright, but when you need to talk about it, you know who to go." Peter said and he nodded. The rest of the night they continued to watch and talk.