"Drake is late." Damian stated to the room in irritation.

Dick looked anxious, "Baby bird usually isn't late."

"Calm down, Dickie, the kid probably just passed out. When was the last time he slept?" Jason pointed out from where he leaned against the wall.

"But it's family dinner night. He never misses dinner night!"

Jason rolled his eyes at Dick's antics, "B is off world. I wouldn't be here either."

Dick just shook his head, "no, something's not right. I'm gonna call Oracle."

Before he could move, the TV turned itself on, "Attention Gothamites!"

The three boys looked to the TV, Dick instantly feeling dreadful. On screen was Tim, knocked out and chained to a wall.

"I have kidnapped one Timothy Drake-Wayne! If Bruce Wayne would like him back alive, I require fifty million dollars! I will give you five hours to make the necessary arrangements then I will contact you again!"

The TV flicked off again.

Dick turned to Jason with a told-you-so look before pulling out his phone and calling Barbra.

"Tt, Drake can't even protect himself."

"Shut up Demon Brat. Replacement was probably stuck in his head, running calculations or something, when they got the drop on him." Jason said, not entirely sure why he was defending Tim other than that Damian was getting on his nerves.

"Babs said his phone's still in his office and his tracker was last active there as well. She doesn't know where he is, but she's working on tracking who made the broadcast." Dick informed them, interrupting the argument before it could happen. "She also told me that the Justice League has been made aware of this and are coming here to find him."

"What!"

"Tt, Gordon should not have told anyone. We can find him ourselves."

"Babs didn't tell them, Flash had monitor duty and Superman told him to keep an eye on Gotham because, quote, 'if anything happens to his city, he'll never leave again'." Dick says, a smirk on his face despite the situation, "they're likely on their way here now to talk to us, Jim isn't going to get involved unless we ask him to. Babs also informed the others who will be in the cave by dark."

"So are we meeting them as us or as us?" Jason asks, kicking off from his position at the wall.

"As us, then later tonight, as us." The doorbell rings just as Dick finishes talking and they wait in silence as Alfred leads the League into the room.

"Wow," Dick smiles, putting on his playboy act, "Wonder Woman in the flesh! What good thing did I do to deserve this?"

Jason snorts, from his new position behind the League, "I'm more interested in the Martian." The two boys look at him questioningly, "mind reader, shapeshifter."

Damian tuts but Dick smiles in understanding, "so what are you guys here for?"

The league looked at each other, Martian Manhunter carefully asking, "are you aware that your brother has been kidnapped?"

Damian tuts again, mumbling, "he is not my brother."

Dick talks over him with a shrug, "I mean yeah, but Batman deals with it quickly, usually without talking to us. I mean, sometimes, he gets us back so fast it's like he has trackers on us."

The League tensed a little at Dick's joke, Jason frowning behind them, "he probably does, it's Batman we're talking about here." He pauses, "where is he anyway? Isn't he a part of your team? And where's Superman?"

"They're on another assignment, Batman left this to us." Wonder Woman tells them quickly, then goes on to ask, "do you know who might want to kidnap your brother?"

Damian tuts, Dick gives a wide pitying smile, and Jason snorts, all saying in unison, "he's a Wayne."

"You all seem pretty chill with it," Green Lantern points out, Flash nodding along beside him.

"If you haven't picked up on this yet," Jason says, enunciating like he was talking to a dumb person, "this happens all the time. The police don't even come down here every time it happens anymore. It's not even front page news anymore-" He cuts himself off and gives Dick a sardonic look, "I think it stopped being front page news after the fiftieth time boy blunder over there got kidnapped."

Dick nodded sagely, "they couldn't get over my good looks and charming personality."

Jason chokes on a laugh, "more like couldn't stop looking at that ass of yours. Is that how you distracted them for Batman? Swung those hips, batted those eyes, pretty sure they would have done anything you asked."

Dick squawked indignantly, "I'll have you know, I knocked one out before Batman even showed up the first time!"

Damian spoke up from the other side of the room, "yes, Todd. You're the only one who feels at home kneeling on the ground."

Before the Leaguers could react, Jason was already past them and three feet from Damian before Dick caught him, "alright Little Wing, calm down. Dami, apologize."

Damian huffed, "I will not. I still do not see why father would take in a street rat. Who knows what he did before."

Jason went deathly still in Dick's arms, growling out in a manner that shocked and scared the League, "Dick, you better knock me out, because I'm about to kill him."

Quickly, Dick turned him around, facing the league, who now saw the murderous rage in his eyes, "calm down Jay-bird, Damian didn't mea- Damian doesn't know what he's talking about." He amends after a flash of a look from the angry, struggling man. "Do you want me to call Alfred? He would not like this behavior in front of our guests."

Slowly, Jason stopped fighting, the anger still there, just bubbling under the surface, he took a deep breath, "okay, let me go."

Dick dropped his hands, but stayed between the two, as Jason turned his attention to the leaguers in front of him, "have you talked to any of the Bats or Birds in town?"

"Birds?" Flash asked, turning to Aquaman, "can you talk to birds?"

Aquaman shook his head, "no, but I don't think that he was talking about actual birds."

The three boys turned to Flash with almost identical looks of 'are you stupid', Dick putting his face in his hands, moaning, "I wish Batman was here!"

"Tt, indeed, with these people, we are unlikely to get Drake back. I wonder how Batman deals with all their incompetence?"

"The Bats and Birds are vigilantes that help out Batman from time to time. They've helped get each of us back at one point or another." Jason informs them dryly, "your best bet is to talk to them, though I doubt they don't already know you're in the city, so they'll likely come to you. Even though I'm pretty sure they can handle it on their own."

"Okay..." Wonder Woman says, "do you know where we can find them?"

Dick shrugs, "find a roof, they'll find you, though probably not till dark, they're rather nocturnal, like the Batman."

"Where's your father?" Manhunter asks, bringing up a point that the other Leaguers missed.

"Well, if you did your homework before barging into somebody else's territory," Batgirl says from the shadows, "you'd know he's in Europe on business."

The League whirls around to where her voice came from in shock, but the blonde just continues on, "it's nice to see that Jason is always this angry. I thought it was just when he was kicking in his kidnapper's faces."

Jason gives a snarky smirk at her, while Dick beams at her, "Batgirl! Why the visit? Is Black Bat with you?"

She slides through the Leaguers, giving Jason a fist bump as she passed to give Dick a hug, "hey Demon Brat," she greets Damian.

"Fatgirl," he acknowledges.

"Black Bat is in the BatCave, helping Oracle try to find out who broadcasted, also, you had a package delivered by a street kid." Batgirl tells them, holding up a manila envelope. "I already checked it for prints, but all I got was the kid's. There's a CD and a location."

Jason takes the envelope and shakes out the CD, putting it in the DVD player as Dick asks her, "did you check out his office? He said he'd work there till dinner."

"Yeah, I checked, not much there, Black Bat's putting all the evidence in the report for the cops. Here's his phone, by the way," she hands it over, "newest WayneTech. You should hook a girl up."

Dick takes it with a smile, "I'll see what I can do. You planning on meeting up with the Bats after this?"

She nods, "Red Robin's down with the something from his fight with Ivy last night though."

Dick nods, turning to the TV where Jason had finally got it set up.

"Hello, I would like fifty million in exchange for the boy's life! Don't worry, we didn't hurt him, yet. As you can see, he's sleeping off a drug right now, but he'll wake up in a bit. While you get your assets together, I'll let you watch him. On that paper is the location I want the money dropped at midnight. On the back is a website where you can watch a live stream of the boy. I would rather not kill the boy, but if you miss your deadline, I won't be in charge anymore, and my boss is a very nasty man. So don't be late, and don't be short."

The DVD finished and Jason popped it out, putting it back in the envelope and taking out the paper to take a picture of, then handing it back to Batgirl. Dick waved at her as she left with the envelope, walking right out the door, "good luck!"

The League was silent for a moment, processing what happened, and the girl's complete lack of interest in them, Flash broke that silence, "What just happened?"

Jason had pulled out a computer from nowhere, setting it on the table and pulled up the website, Dick and Damian crowding behind him to see. "What just happened was; you met Batgirl, we watched a DVD, Batgirl left with said DVD as evidence, we are now watching a live stream of our brother getting beat." Dick told them, "now, you should probably go find a roof to wait on if you still wanna help out, because you just missed your chance to ask her."

Damian scoffed, wincing at something on the screen, "Gotham is perfectly capable of taking care of herself without these outsiders getting in the way trying to help."

Jason frowned, eyes focused on the screen, "oh, that had to hurt. Don't forget Demon Spawn, you were an outsider till just a few years ago. Dick, you're not gonna be able to hug him for awhile."

Dick frowned deeply, "I know, that's definitely gonna bruise." He looks back at the league, "well, if you're gonna go try to help find our brother, go, he's not getting any healthier."