After the movie had ended the team agreed that it was a night. Tim, of course, slept with his older brother.

"Dick?" Tim asked as they got in bed, "You never told me how Jason died."

"Timmy, not now..."

"No! I've gotta know what happened to Jason!" The little boy yelled as tears fell down his face,

"Tim, listen now is not the time-" Dick tried to reason before Tim wouldn't take it.

"No! Dick, you listen to me! I know you think that I am too young for the truth! But I'm not! I've seen innocent people die before! I can at least take the story of Jason's death, cause you know if you don't tell me I'll just hack into the bat computer and find the file."

By the time that Tim was done yelling, he was practically gasping for breath.

"Please Dicky," He said lowering his voice, breaking Dick's heart. "I need to know what happened to my big brother."

Dick sighed, and told Tim the whole story, not backing away from the details. As he talked both of them had tears running down their faces. Their brother was gone, gone and not coming back. And it finally occurred to Tim, that Batman couldn't always save the day, this job was no longer a game.

Soon enough Tim fell asleep in Dicks' arms. Dick looked down at his baby brother's tear-stained face, and made a promise to himself, that nobody is ever going to harm anyone is his family ever again.