Bruce sat at the computer and stared at the information on the screen. He was trying to find out what the Portal Gun did to Dick, but he kept coming up with dead ends. It had been five days since Dick was shot, and he noticed that Dick wasn't acting the same.

Dick had been distant. Every time Bruce walked into the room, Dick would always run out of the room. He also wouldn't step foot in the Batcave. He finally caught Dick and asked him why he wouldn't go to the Batcave so they could go on patrol together, but Dick would just shake under his touch.

Two days ago he finally convinced Dick to go on patrol with him, but maybe he should've left him home.

-Flashback-

Batman and Robin were in the Batmobile heading out to patrol. Batman glanced at Robin and saw that he looked scared a little. "Dick, is everything alright?"

Batman saw him jump a little. "Yeah. I-I'm fine," Robin said quietly.

"You've been acting strange lately, more... distant. Are you mad at me or something?" He couldn't just stare at Robin and have a true face to face conversation, but when he did glance over again, he saw a surprised look on his face.

"N-no. I-I'm not mad," he said quickly looking away from Batman.

They sat in silence until a report of a break in at the art museum came over the radio. Batman turned the Batmobile around and sped to the museum. Once they got there, they both jumped out of the car and raced into the museum.

Penguin and both his Kabuki Twins had several paintings and statues in what looked like a shopping cart. Batman threw a few smoke pellets to confuse them a bit, and Batman ran toward them. Robin stood there for a moment then ran to join the fight.

The smoke cleared and Robin saw that Penguin was sitting, a bit dazed, against a wall and then saw a picture fall on top of his head. Robin smiled a little then fell to the ground. One of the Kabuki Twins had kicked him.

Robin looked up at the lady, fear clearly on his face. She used one of her knife fingers and sliced a nice long cut into his forehead. Robin screamed.

Batman heard this and looked over to where it came from and saw Robin pinned down by one of the twins. "Ro..." The twin that he was fighting roundhouse kicked him and sent him flying.

He twisted so he landed on his feet and then pulled a bat-a-rang and threw it at the lady. She dodged it with ease and charged at him. Batman then threw an ice pellet at her and she froze to the spot. He then turned to the other twin that was giving Robin many new cuts. He threw a bat rope at her and she fell to the side of Robin. Batman then ran to Robin and helped him up. "You ok?"

Robin looked up at him, fear still evident on his face, and nodded slightly. Batman was a bit confused as to why Robin hadn't defended himself, but he didn't have too much time to think about it because the two twins had gotten themselves free and was charging them again.

Batman got himself into a fighting stance and expected Robin to do the same, but saw that he just stood there in fear. 'Ok, something's definitely wrong with him.' He threw a few more smoke pellets down in front of them and grabbed Robin, causing him to yelp in fear, then pulled out his grappling gun, fired it, then soared to the other side of the room. "Stay here," he said then ran off to fight the two running at them.

Robin back up to the wall and slid down and sat on the floor."Why is he trying to protect me? I thought the only reason he told me to come with him is so he could finally get rid of me?" he asked quietly. He was very confused.

After about twenty minutes later, Bruce finally had both the Penguin and the twins unconscious and tied up. He heard sirens in the distance and knew that they would be fine there for a few minutes. He walked back over to Robin who cringed slightly when he stopped in front of him. "Come on, we're done here." He then turned and walked back to the Batmobile, Robin following with his head hung.

They drove around the city for a while longer until another break in was reported, this time at the Bank of Gotham.

Again they jumped out once they got there and ran into the bank. Batman watched Robin for a few minutes then turned his attention to the four crooks putting money into duffle bags. Batman narrowed his eyes assessing the situation, and Robin looked up at his face. He then looked at the crooks and ran out there.

Batman's eyes went a bit wide. "Robin, wait!"

The four crooks hear Batman yell and turned and saw Robin coming right for them. One of them dropped the bag he was holding and ran toward the bird. The other three pulled guns and aimed it at Batman.

Robin looked mad as he swung his fist at the crook, but sadly the crook dodged it and threw his own punch, landing on Robin's stomach. Robin let out a pained yelp and dropped to his knees. The guy then kick Robin in the face and continued kicking with a sick smile on his face.

Batman had to dodge all the bullets flying at him. He dodged them until he got up to one of the gunmen then punched him in the face. The guy went flying backwards into one of the others guys and knocked both of them to the ground. He then dodged a few more bullets and threw another punch toward him.

He glared at the man now at his feet then shot his head up when he heard grunts and laughter coming from where Robin was fighting. He saw the fourth guy kicking Robin as hard as he could, but before Batman could act, the guy at his feet swiped Batman's feet out from under him and caused him to fall.

The other two then picked Batman up and held him so he couldn't get away too easily. The guy that knocked Batman down stood up and came up and stood right in front of Batman. "Oh I'm gonna enjoy this," he said with a smile on his face. He then started punching Batman in the gut.

Batman took a few more hits, then the two that held him release him and Batman fell to the ground. Batman then looked up at the guy that hit him and glared. The guy started to kick Batman right in the face, but Batman grabbed it and flipped the guy.

The other two looked at each other then ran toward a very angry Batman. He jumped and landed on one of them, knocking him to the ground, then punched him so hard blood exploded from the guys nose and he went unconscious. Batman then stood up and faced the other guy and saw the guy that he flipped earlier walking back toward him.

Batman charged the closer guy and blocked a punch and then threw his own punch into the guys gut. He then did an upper hook punch and the guy went up into the air a little and then Batman roundhouse kicked the guy into the third guy, sending both of them into the far wall and both sliding down it unconscious.

Batman turned to the forth guy, who was now looking at Batman in fear after seeing what he did to his pals, and walked up to him. "You made a big mistake tonight," he told the guy then punched him as hard as he could in the face. The guy hit the wall close to him and fell down it unconscious.

Batman relaxed a bit then turned and looked down at Robin. His eyes went wide. Robin was covered in blood and saw the pain on his face. Batman knelt down, picked Robin up, then ran out to the Batmobile.

-End of Flashback-

Alfred had to patch him up good that night and Dick hadn't left his room since. Bruce felt horrible about asking him to go out. He should've seen that he wasn't himself after the museum and just went on home, but he didn't. And now, because of his mistake, Dick now had a fractured right leg, his left arm was broke in two places, a nasty cut that one of the Kabuki Twins gave him, and a concussion.

Bruce sighed then stood up and walked to the elevator. It was three in the morning and he was dead tired, and he also had a meeting at nine again in the morning. 'I really hate those meetings.'

"Ah, Master Bruce, I was just about to come and get you," Alfred said once Bruce stepped off the elevator.

Bruce smiled. "I know, Alfred, I'm sorry. I should've been in bed sooner than this." They both walked out of the room and up the stairs. "How's he doing?"

Alfred sighed then they stopped outside Dick's room. "He hasn't talked much, just like the last few days, quiet and to himself."

Bruce sighed then looked in Dick's room. "It has to be that Portal Gun. Something had to have happened to him."

"Perhaps in the morning we can talk to him," Alfred said.

Bruce looked at him then nodded and walked off to his room, closing the door once he got in there.

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The next morning, Bruce and Alfred stood in front of Dick's room. "Sir, perhaps you should calm down a bit before talking to him," Alfred begged.

Bruce sighed. "I'm fine," he responded still a bit ticked at the news report he heard this morning. Joker had escaped again and Bruce knew Joker wouldn't stay quiet for too long.

Bruce sighed again, calming down a little bit more, before he turned the handle, opened the door, and walked in, Alfred following him.

Dick was lying on his bed, eyes open, but turned away from the two visitors. He started breathing faster as he heard Bruce get closer to his bed. He heard Bruce stop right by his bed and he prepared for the worst, squeezing his eyes shut tight. "Dick?" Bruce said a bit louder and angrier than he meant to.

Bruce pulled Dick's shoulder toward him making Dick roll over and Dick threw both of his arms over his face. "Please, I didn't do anything! Please don't hit me!"

The room went silent for a few seconds and when Dick didn't feel any kind of beating, he lowered his arms enough to see both Bruce and Alfred staring at him in shock. "Dick, what are you talking about? I would never hit you," Bruce said now very worried.

Dick just moved away from Bruce a little, still eyeing him fearfully. Alfred put a hand on Bruce's shoulder. "Master Bruce, perhaps it's the gun thing you were talking about last night."

Dick's eyes widened a little. "Are you talking about the Portal Gun?" Bruce nodded, still confused, but the next thing Dick did surprised him even more. Dick threw his arms around Bruce's neck, without hurting his broken arm, and started crying a little. "I'm back," he said quietly.

Bruce slowly hugged Dick back still very confused at how Dick was acting. "What do you mean you're back?"

Dick pushed himself away from Bruce and leaned back against his pillow. "The Portal Gun did do something to me, it sent me to another dimension just like you was afraid of, but I don't think it did anything until a couple days later, cause you weren't really around the next day and the day after that you were actually nice to me."

Bruce still wasn't following him clearly. "I'm still not following you."

"You have the same injuries that I treated you for from two days ago. Did you get hurt on patrol in that dimension too?" Alfred asked.

"No," Dick said looking down and away from the two, "I'm not allowed in the Batcave in the other dimension, so he... beat me." He said the last two words so quietly that Bruce and Alfred barely heard them.

"Good heavens!" Alfred exclaimed. Bruce just stood up and backed away.

"That's why you were so afraid of me," Bruce said more of a statement than a question.

Dick looked up at Bruce. "Yeah, and every time he got mad, or just felt like it, he would come in and hit me, even if he had no reason at all."

Bruce looked away from Dick. Even though he knew that he wasn't the one abusing Dick, Bruce knew that it must've been hard for Dick to look at him without thinking of the other Bruce. He then looked back at Dick with a more determined look on his face. "Don't worry, I'll find a way to stop this."

Dick gave him a small smile in response, and then Bruce turned and left to go down to the Batcave to start working on a way to reverse the effects of the Portal Gun.

Alfred walked up to the bed then started examining Dick for the bruises that may have been caused by the resent beatings. He carefully pulled back the covers and lifted Dick's shirt and gasped when he saw several nasty bruises on Dick's chest. "My word."

"They only hurt when someone touches them or I move wrong," Dick said with a slight smile. Alfred was a bit surprised that he could joke around with this at all, but then again he was Dick Grayson after all, a fun loving, joking child that saw the world in a way no one could think of.

Alfred gave the boy a small smile at his comment then continued to examine him. Dick noticed how Alfred carefully examined his body and realized that his Alfred and the Alfred from the other dimension were pretty much the same. Alfred, even though he was being gentle, accidentally touched a sore spot, causing Dick to take in a quick breath. "Sorry, Sir."

"It's ok, Alfred. You know, you and the other Alfred are kind of the same." Alfred pulled Dick's shirt back down and pulled the covers back on him then looked at him as he sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Really," he replied relaxing after seeing that he wasn't hurt too badly.

"Yeah, he brings me food up in my bed 'cause I can't walk that well with a fractured leg, and he tries really hard to keep Bruce, the other Bruce, away from me."

Alfred lost his smile when he heard that last part. "Why in the world would that Alfred allow something like this happen to you?"

"I don't know. I haven't really asked him. I've been meaning to ask him why I... well, the other Dick Grayson, is living with that Bruce if he doesn't want anything to do with him, but I'm a little scared to ask."

"Well, if he's anything like me, he won't mind you just coming out and asking, and I'm sure he would gladly help you and the other Dick Grayson free yourself of the other Master Bruce's abuse."

"You think so?"

Alfred smiled again. "Of course, I would do that for you if it was our Master Bruce, but hopefully our Master Bruce will never get this way."

Dick smiled and laughed a bit. "Yeah, me too. This whole experience is no fun."

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Bruce sat in front of the computer with new determination. He needed to find a way to reverse what happened to Dick so that he would get hurt by him anymore. Yes he knew that it wasn't him hurting Dick, but it was him from another dimension which made it even worse. He could do something about it if it was him abusing Dick, but he can't do anything about the him from another dimension.

It had been three hours since Dick told him what was going on, but he hadn't made any progress on finding out how to reverse the effects.

Alfred walked off the elevator. "Sir, Master Dick has been asking to see you."

Bruce looked over at Alfred a little surprised at that. "Really? I would've thought that I'd be the last person he'd want to see," he said then turned back to the computer.

"Sir, you're not the one doing this to him, he is," Alfred said meaning the other Bruce.

Bruce sighed, but didn't look at Alfred. "Yeah, but it's the me from another dimension." He looked back up to Alfred. "What if he goes back to that dimension before I can figure out how to reverse what happened to him?"

"We've already discussed that. He is going to talk to that Alfred and get him to help him get away from that Bruce," Alfred said coming up beside Bruce.

"Let's hope it doesn't come to that," Bruce said turning back to the computer to continue his work.

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