Bruce sighed irritated, his elbows on the table, and his forehead on his hands. This situation was a disaster, never would he have believed that his family would be this blind to something right under their noses. Now, he had to settle it, many months of preparation and at last, things were ready to start. The Billionaire dressed as Batman looked back at Alfred, still unsure if he should proceed with his plan. The elder man, whom he considered a father, nodded solemnly.

"If not you, who else will do it, Master Bruce?"

Thus the dark knight regained his courage to execute his complex plan to untangle some petty lies by pressing the call button.

"Hello?" The four batboys were opening their monitors, their father was sitting at the Batcave without his cowl. A frown evident on his face and his hands entertained covering his mouth. The four of them seemed confused. Why was he calling? Bruce knew they were all asking that question, but he didn't want to bother with too many details or things could be ruined and the truth would never come out.

"You need to come to the Batcave." He ordered sternly to his children "Now"

"Why?" Asked Jason irritated. Obviously he would ask something like that, after all, he was the one who had trust issues with the dark knight ever since his death.

"Barbara Gordon is dead" It was blunt, but he knew it would work.

"What?!" Starfire appeared on screen, looking extremely worried for Dick. Damien's face had turned into a murderous one and Tim? Well, he had his hands covering his face. Bruce couldn't help but feel slightly guilty, but he carried on.

"What happened?" Asked Jason seriously, not having reacted like his brothers, but Roy had handed him a cigarette to help him relax. Bruce and Roy knew he was stressed, Jason was good at improvising, but death of someone he knew wasn't something he could handle as easily as someone else's.

"That's why I need all of you here" Bruce wasn't going to accept any more questions from them.

The four boys nodded. Each one hanging up. All in different states of shock, Roy looked at Jason concerned for his best friend. He sat right next to him, patting the back of the raven-haired male.

"You ok?"

"I'll be fine, gotta make sure replacement is..." Roy nodded, he knew how much Tim meant to Jason. It was unexpected when he found out, but nevertheless the redhead accepted it.

"You gonna take him?" Asked Roy looking up at his friend, Jason sighed and shook his head.

"No, Rem will." He grabbed his keys and Roy grabbed his own. No questions, Jason knew the redhead would come with him, so it didn't matter anyway.

Meanwhile, in the skies, a storm was brewing, Dick knew this. The clouds dark, just perfect for the situation. She was dead, what else could he do now? His childhood crush was dead. Dick could feel tears about to fall, just like the rain that still didn't. A knot formed on Nightwing's throat. He sighed looking at his keychain, where a purple bat symbol hung. Barbara had given him that a month prior, how could this have happened?

"Dick" Kori, Starfire's, voice interrupted his gloomy thoughts, concerned green eyes looked back at him.

"It's just..." How could he explain, he could feel his cheeks start to get wet.

"I know, you need to go" she smiled lightly but didn't move her hand. Dick always felt better when she did that. "But I'm accompanying you"

"But..."Dick hesitated, not really wanting to involve her in his family troubles.

"Dick, you need company, now more than ever," She insisted, Dick sighed, she could be stubborn sometimes. "I am your right hand, so, please...Allow me to come"

Dick caved in, allowing her to come with him. Soon arriving to check on Damien, who was the first to arrive with dutiful Ram by his side. Of course, he would be the first, the young man was always efficient. He always got there before anyone else, and Ram was a great help for him since their way of thinking was always similar. Sometimes Dick and Starfire wondered why they were not together, they were perfect for each other.

"Bruce, is everything already arranged?" Asked Dick, he didn't want to interfere, but if he needed he could try and use his access to the police department to what was needed. Gordon would help easily.

"Yes" Answered the man rotating his chair. "Starfire, it surprises me you came"

"I'm his right hand and he is a dear friend," she said with a sad smile. "I always will help my friends in times of need"

They both watched as Dick took Damian's hands between his, looking very worried for the youngest. Ram frowned a little but didn't interfere. She knew that even if he didn't like to be touched, right now he needed Dick's comfort.

"How else would I be?" asked Damian gritting his teeth, of course, he wouldn't allow any tears to roll. "She's dead"

The Batcave went silent, barely a sound was being made. Dick hugged the younger one and then was given a seat by Alfred. Until a pair of voices interrupted.

"Why was she brought here!?" Tim's voice was cracking, perhaps due to the knot in his throat.

"Calm down Tim," Jason said, at last appearing with Rem and Roy behind them.

"Yes, master Timothy, there must be a good reason." Rem looked at her pink-haired sister and then towards Roy. "Right sister? Roy?"

"Of course sister" answered Ram with a nod, serving Starfire some tea. Alfred stepped in Bruce not there yet.

"Her last wish was for her to be brought here if anything happened," said Alfred. "We are sure it was foul play, but Master Bruce did not want to go through our only clue without you present."

"Exactly," Bruce said.

"Man! You need to stop doing that! You scared the shit out of me!" yelled Roy only to be glared at by everyone. "Sorry...Sorry for your loss"

"It was appalling when I first heard about this" Said Starfire, saving Roy from the awkward mistake. "I-"

"Appalling!?" Tim seethed getting up from his seat, his eyes filled with pain."She was my wife for fuck's sake!"

"That's enough Tim. Sit down and listen"Tim obeyed the bat's command, everyone taking a seat, except for Alfred, Rem, and Ram.

"Talk" growled Jason.

Bruce didn't he only turned on the screen of the bat computer, and there was a letter written by Barbara on it. Everyone on the seats stared in disbelief, the chairs starting to rumble with a massaging system to calm their nerves.

If you are all here united its because the time has come. I have been killed, it was my fault. My one lust, my own heart lead to this. And I know that it was done by one of you four former robins. I will not mention his name. But as my last wish, I want him to confess, and when he does, no charges will be pressed, nor will they be harmed in any way. My father will be informed it was a suicide. You have only twenty-four hours after reading this letter, to tell the truth. If you leave the police will hunt for you, if you don't confess you will be charged with my murder.

"This has to be a joke!" exclaimed Tim again, much more emotional than usual, which surprised many of those in the room, except Rem, Alfred, Bruce, and Jason. "Damien, go to bed, this doesn't have anything to do with you hellspawn"

"Shut up!" said Damian angrily. "You are the one playing jokes ever since you came! But I'm ending this...she is your friend, and I know you called her wife as a joke before, but this is no game, Drake! She is my wife! My beloved rose! ANd one of you peasants killed her!"

Roy and Starfire looked at each other surprised, Alfred, Ram, and Rem had no reaction to this.

"Are you this stupid or are you just wanting to piss me off!?" growled Tim. "Barbaras was MY wife hellspawn!"

"It is the truth" added Starfire confused. "She was married to Tim for the longest time..."

"THANK YOU KORI," said Tim glaring at Damian from his seat, not bothering to get up for some unknown reason, maybe the massage. "We were married by the church!"

"Ram, show this idiot the pictures," ordered Damien, not moving his glare from Tim, Dick could swear he saw sparks between them, and it was really scary.

"Rem"

"Of course master" The pinkette took out the picture and walked towards Tim, blue-haired twin did the same. Both of them stared at the pictures wide-eyed, Barbara was in both dressed in beautiful wedding dresses.

"It can't be..."Whispered Tim shaking. "it isn't even modified..."

"Holy shit! I wanna see!" Said Roy rushing to Damien's side to check the picture while Starfire, Jason, and Dick looked at the one Tim was holding.

"This is terrible..."Said Starfire sitting down again. "How is this happening?"

"Dunno, but one thing is clear, she a bitch" answered Roy shaking his head. "Can it get any worse?"

"Rem, Rem, he said the cursed phrase"

"Ram, Ram...yes I heard"

Both boys stood up, their maids walking with them and they showed their rings, the Maids analyzed them both of them speaking in unison.

"Gold...of 24 carats" The twins looked up. "Identical"

"I know why she did that," said Jason as if it were obvious. "I think Bruce knows too, but it was for her not to use too many rings at the same time."

"She had told me...it was a family heirloom...both rings..." whispered Tim sitting back down with Rem's help.

"Not even her story is original..." added Damien neutrally. Rem and Alfred could tell the emerald-eyed boy was very troubled by this.

"No! I mean c'mon! It can't be!" Said Dick looking around. "Roy! Help me here."

"Well, I mean you could do the typical questions."

Dick nodded and looked at the two batboys. "What was her sign!?"

"Cancer"

"Favorite color?"

"Purple"

"Idol?"

"Batman"

They were getting nowhere, so Roy looked at Dick and the man understood. With a sigh and the most serious face, Dick could muster he asked: "Lemons or Watermelons"

"I'm sorry, what?" Asked Tim confused.

"Grayson, you moron, none of those are her favorite fruits" added Damian angrily.

"What he means is how big are h-"

"They're oranges goddammit!" Jason interrupted Roy before he could explain anything. A gasp echoed through the room, the pure betrayal in Tim's eyes made Jason look away. Damian glared at the man, and Dick had no idea what to do.

"Jason..."Whispered Starfire. "Did you..."

"I did,"growled the antihero "I fucked her, happy?"

"I believe all should sit back down," Said Alfred, nobody opposed, who would? It was Alfred, the grandpa of the Batfamily. He, Ram, and Rem placed headbands on the batboys, they didn't ask or say anything, perhaps still trying to register everything.

"What are those things?" asked Roy raising an eyebrow.

"These are memory transmitters, Trasharrow" answered Ram bluntly.

"They are to play them on the screen" added Rem as she put the last bracelet on Dick. "You only press the button to show it!"

"If two people press it, the same memory will be mashed up, and turned into a more objective point of view." Ended Alfred.

"Now, who will begin?" Asked Bruce.

"I will," said Tim as he pressed the button and the screen came to life.