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Dick ran into my room as I was starting to drift asleep.

"Sorry I took so long to find it! Like i said I haven't- Oh sorry, you were a sleep."

I saw his expression fall as I opened my eyes.

"No it's okay. This bed is just super comfy and i'm not used to it."
"It's okay if you don't want to look through it anymore."

"Of course I want to look through it with you. Here, sit" I patted the spot beside me on the bed. Dick climbed on the bed and pulled the book out of a bag.

The book looked beaten and torn from age but when he opened the book we were greeted with the warmest smiles. The picture was of the entire circus crew all smiling at the camera. The caption read "Haley's Traveling Circus."
"Look Soni, Its us" Dick pointed to two small kids laughing at each other in the front row. We were about 6 years old and we had matching costumes.

"We're so young and innocent." We both burst out laughing. The rest of the pictures in the small book were of me and Dick.

It was 11:00pm when we finished and I layed back resting my head on the pillows.

"Sorry I stayed so long Soni, I guess I should leave. Goodnight." I didn't want him to leave but I wasn't sure how to tell him that I want him to stay so I just nodded my head and drifted off to sleep.

Dicks Point Of View:
I shuffled my way back to my room in the dark hallways. I didn't want to leave Sonya but my Robin duty calls. I peeled of my skinny jeans and shirt and pulled on my Robin costume, clicked my utility belt in place, and slid on my shoes. I felt horrible for her not knowing. I have missed her since I left. It hurts, I can tell that she doesn't remember everything. She acts like she does but I can tell that her memories come in bursts. It's like she didn't remember actually being at the circus until I started talking about it. It's almost as if someone wiped her memory. Bruce has his concerns about her heritage and he said that we would do some research on it later. I patrolled the dark city for an hour and I radioed batman and made up something about feeling sick and said that I was going home. The truth was that I wanted to check on Sonya and make sure that she was okay. I climbed into my bedroom window and pulled my costume off and quickly pulled on some baggy sweatpants and a black t-shirt and crept my way across the hall. I was just about to open the door to Sonia's room when I heard restless whimpering from the other side. I rested my hand on the doorknob but didn't open it. Her whimpers turned into loud sobs very quickly. I threw open the door and ran to Sonya. She was thrashing violently in her bed with tears streaming out of her closed eyes.

"NO! PLEASE DON'T HURT ME! PLEASE! NOOOO!" Sonya's screams echoed through the room and brought tears to my eyes. She was supposed be happy, not like this.

I knelt beside her and whispered into her ear. "I'm here Soni. Shhh it's alright. I'm here." Her screams got louder and filled with deep agony.
"Sonya, Please!" I begged "Please wake up, I'm right here. Please!" Another heart wrenching cry. I just want it to stop. I fiddle around with my watch to find the button that calls Alfred to my location. I added the message "Bring cinnamon apple tea" and sent it. I leaned myself up on the bed and wrapped my arms around her tightly and watched as she squirmed trying to get out of my grasp. I pinned her arms to my side so she couldn't punch me.

"Shhhh. Sonya Aradia Quinzell, calm down please i'm right here!"

Her eyes fluttered open and she clung to my chest tightly and sobbed.

"It was so real. I was so little." She cried.

"Shhh it's okay i'm here." I cradled her to my chest and held her tight. Alfred knocked softly on the door and brought in out tea. He sat the tray down on her night stand and left the room quietly. I leaned over and offered her a cup.

"What is this?" She asked. Her voice was still choked from crying.

"Mami and tati used to make it when we were sick or nervous in the circus, It's cinnamon apple tea."

She took the cup from my hands into her shaky ones and took a small sip.

"This is really good, thank you Dick."

"I knew that you would like it. I used to be your favorite. Do you want to tell me about your nightmare."

She nodded her head softly. "I was dropped off at my first foster home and when my caretaker left all of the lights turned off and i couldn't see. There was laughing, but not happy laughing, it was crazy laughing like the villians you only hear about on the news. I was crying and a blond lady came in and told me that "Puddin" was going to take of me. The air started to smell funny and she walked out of the room. After a few minutes I couldn't remember anything and then i woke up" She was sniffling and her knees were drawn to her chest. This was bad. I knew that her last name was the same as harleys but we grew up far away from gotham, I didn't think they could have ever met. I had a strange feeling that made me want to wrap my arms around her, hold her close, and never let anyone ever hurt her. It must be our bond from the circus coming back, yeah that's it. I subconsciously started to rub circles on her back and she leaned sideways so she was against my chest and it was silent as we gazed out the window. The moon shone brightly through the gloomy clouds of Gotham, It was almost a full moon.

"Hey Dick?" She whispered.

"Yeah?"

"Can you help me remember?"

"Remember what Soni?"

" How did we meet?"
" Our families signed up together but we didn't really talk until Haley put us in the clown act together."

A pleasant settled on my face as I thought about us getting our faces painted bright colors to please a crowd. I glanced at the clock and my heart sunk. It was 3am and Bruce should be getting back soon.

"I have to go back to my own rom Soni or Bruce will hang me from the top of Wayne Enterprises."

"Okay, I should probably go to bed anyway. Thank you for making me feel better."

"Anytime Soni." And with that I walked out the door and closed it softly behind me. I crept into my room and threw myself on the bed. Tomorrow I was going to do some research on the connections between The Joker and Sonya because no one has Night Terrors over something they saw on the news.