Dick Grayson pulled his motorcycle into the drive way of Wayne Mansion. After he had gotten far enough from Jump, he had changed into civvies.

He was almost immediately surrounded by reports anxious to get answers to their many questions.

"Dick Grayson, who do you believe murdered Bruce?"

"Dick, how does it feel to lose your family once again?"

"Why haven't you returned before Bruce died?"

"Where were you this whole time?" Dick avoided all questions. Not even daring to look into the camera lenses or the eyes of the reporters. He quickly raced up he steps and headed towards the door of the large mansion. He sighed right before he reached his hand over to ring the doorbell, but his finger never touched it because the door swung open and a pair of hands yanked him inside. Before he could he decipher what was happening, the arms were embracing him in a hug.

"Master Dick, it's a pleasure to see you again."

"Alfred!" Dick hugged his grandfather back.

"I truly wish you wouldn't have come to visit under such circumstances," He pulled away from the hug," And you've grown so much in the time you were away." Dick smiled, but he soon raise an eyebrow as he heard steps heading down the stairs.

"Alfred, is there anything to eat?" A young boy who looked to be about thirteen stepped downstairs. His eyes were puffy- most likely from crying. And he looked tired, but that was replaced with confusion when he saw Dick.

"Who-"

"Dick Grayson." Alfred answered before he could finish his question,"Dick meet-" This time Tim interrupted Alfred," Wait- Like, the Dick Grayson?! The first Robin, Dick Grayson?!"

"Yes." Dick responded unsure of what he was getting into. He surely would have told to boy to quiet down because reporters were outside and they might here him, but he was too curious as to why this boy was acting this way.

"Oh my God! My name is Timothy Drake, but you can call me Tim. Or Timmy, whatever you like."

"Hi, Tim. I'm Dick..." Dick shook the younger boys hand. A large smiled was on Tim's face," It's an honor to meet you, Dick. Can I call you that? Or do you prefer Richard?"

"Dick is fine." Dick resisted the urge to burst out laughing, but then he froze," Wait, are you the new Robin?" Tim nodded.

Dick was shocked. After what occurred with Jason he figured Bruce would never have another sidekick again, but apparently he was wrong.

"Wow, I never thought I'd meet you...Bruce talked about you all the time." An awkward silence then filled the room. The mention of Bruce made them all be filled with grief. Then a loud feminine voice was heard,"

Richard John Grayson!" Dick turned around and was greeted by a sharp pain on his left cheek. He rubbed it and soon realized who it was who had slapped him. It was Barbara Gordon, AKA Batgirl.

"Nice to see you too, Barbara." He smiled and pulled her into a hug. He hadn't seen her in so long. Sure, they had talked, but talking and actually seeing each other were to completely different things.

"You really have the worst timing ever." She pulled away from the hug. Dick lightly chuckled and then turned to Alfred," You wouldn't mine me staying here a couple of days would you? I could find a nearby hotel if I can't, it doesn't matter."

"Master Dick, of course you can stay."
Dick smiled," Great, now I have to dig through the reporters to get the bag I left on my motorcycle."

"I'll get it!" Time hand raised in the air and he zipped through the door.