The road stretched out before him. Empty and dark; the only light coming from his own headlights and the soft, sympathetic light of the moon. It had been two weeks since he had quit the team, jumped on his bike and headed out alone. His original mission to hunt down Slade; but the further away from Happy Harbour he travelled, the busier his mind became.

He rationalised that he was getting further and further out of J'ohn's psychic range. He knew he should turn back, remain where J'ohn's power could keep his inner demons at bay. But as he crossed the border of Happy Harbour, passed the highway leading to Gotham and joined the road heading to Jump City; he realised he was no longer in complete control.

He had tried to join the road to Gotham, but his mind had said one thing and his hands had done another. He was on the open road now; nothing around for miles, except darkness. He slowed down, telling himself he needed to stop, to turn around. A quiet voice had other ideas, laughing in his head; Dick found himself going faster again. He then realised why he was heading for Jump. He only had one persona who truly called that city home.

'X, stop it.' he growled.

'Don't be such a spoil sport, let's go home'

'Jump isn't home. Not anymore.' Dick was passing the frustration and beginning to panic. He remembered his time in the Medbay; continuously losing control to the point his friends had drugged him into sleep. He feared that lack of control and Red X could sense it.

'Come on Dickie, let's have some fun!' The fingers Dick had started to reach towards the break, pulled themselves back. He was losing control.

'You can't fight me Dick. Better me than you know who.' Dick did know who he was referring too, but he still didn't want X running his mind either.

'Sorry X, not today.' With reckless abandon, he lurched the bike to the side, it skidded on the road with a screech, before losing its balance and crashing; sending Dick off several feet. He led there, dazed. The shock had once again given him back control. He looked up at the moon; her cratered face looked almost concerned.

He considered getting up, but was afraid the thought of the action was not his own. So he lay there, only the moon knowing exactly how long. Finally a brighter light comes closer, joined with the purr of an engine. Then the moon was blocked out by a helmeted head.

'Jesus Golden Boy.' A hand felt around his neck, before helping him sit up. 'For a minute there it looked like you threw the bike.' The comment was laced with concerned humour.

'I did.' Dick removed his own helmet, leaning back against his brother. 'Red X...' he trailed off, but Jason knew what he was getting at.

'I hate to say it, but we need to get you back to Bats.' Dick nodded and then groaned, his body was starting to ache and he was starting to become ever so tired.

Jason felt his brother go limp in his arms. He brought his hand up into the elders hair, to support his neck. 'It's ok Dickie Bird. We'll sort this out.'

Bringing out his phone he sent a message for Bruce to come and pick them up. After two weeks of following his brother, Red Hood has suspected there was something wrong when Dick had started varying his speeds. Slowing down before suddenly speeding up again, like he was having trouble deciding what speed he wanted to go.

He would get him back to J'ohn' the Martian would be able to calm his brothers over crowded mind. At least it had only been Red X who had tried to show himself, he doubted he would have caught up to Dickie Bird as easily as he did, had it been...one of the others.

But it was only a matter of time.

A/N: Here is it! The sequel to My Dark Side! The sequel , no one was expecting! But here it is! (And for those of you who are still waiting for the sequel to Violation...I'm sorry I'm still having writers block, PM if you have an ideas) So I hope you enjoy the story. Please review! Karin x