A/N: Sorry for such a long wait. I moved and misplaced an entire stack of notebooks. Unfortunately they held all my handwritten chapters and notes for every story were missing. I managed to find one of my notebooks and it held this chapter and NTY chapter 3 in it along with some notes hopefully I can update sooner than "forever" it usually takes. I seem to always misplace things for these stories.

Disclaimer: Don't own

Warnings: Scared team, Robin more scared

Blinded By You

Chapter 7) Eyes Wide Shut

Artemis raced down the hall and disappeared around the corner. Wally quickly hobbled back over to the bed.

"Hey sleepy head, are you with us Rob?"

The boy twitched in response, not yet conscience enough to acknowledge the words. Wally's hand slipped into the smaller boy's hand and gently squeezed. Wally nearly jumped out of his skin when the lights went out in the room. His head whipped towards the door. Batman stood there with his hand outstretched to the switch on the wall.

"Best not to shock his eyes."

Slowly, ever so slowly, Robin's eyes began to open. A soft moan escaping him.

"Wally let go of me your hand is like a furnace and is sweating like crazy." He stretched slightly when Wally let go of his hand before turning to Wally. "Will you hit the lights it's pitch black in here?"

"How are you feeling?" Batman asked from just inside the doorway. Robin sighed.

"I'm fine, sore but fine. I'd show you if you turn on the light." Wally placed his hand on the younger's shoulder and gave a light squeeze. Robin sent a confused look towards Wally. He was pretty sure he couldn't see it, but it didn't matter, he had just woken up after all.

"Robin, I want you to close your eyes until I tell you otherwise, understand? West, get off of him."

Wally let go and helped him sit up in the bed before backing away slightly. Robin took a deep breath and closed his eyes. There was a tension in the air that he couldn't place but ignored it as he heard a near inaudible click of the light switch. He could hear the quiet hum of the lights kicking on and the temperature change due to the new heat source. At least his training was coming in handy, though for what Bruce was trying to get at he wasn't quite sure.

"Open." Robin slowly opened his eyes again only to see the same pitch black room. Nervousness crossed his face as he gave a forced chuckle.

"Real funny Bats, I'm being serious." The tension in the air thickened and he had a sinking feeling he was starting to see why.

"Concentrate on your surroundings, tell me, is this a joke?"

Robin closed his eyes again and took a deep steady breath before really taking in the room. He was sitting on a bed, but it wasn't his one at home so a hospital bed, most likely at Mount Justice since Wally was here too. His blankets also felt like the ones he kept here for the colder nights. Hopefully Bruce got them, if not Wally was going to be killed for breaking into my room. There was a slight very familiar pinch on his arm, an IV for something and pressure on his finger so his vitals were being monitored meaning he'd been out for a while. He had a slight headache so sometime during the mission he hit his head hard on something. Judging by the way is hair wasn't lying properly he had a bandage around his head further proof of his previous assumption. He felt minor bumps and bruises on other parts of his body, but none were going to give him any trouble. He didn't feel any signs of broken bones or missing appendages so that was a bonus.

So that really left only his eyes. He could hear and feel all the signs that the lights were on yet he couldn't see. That left only a few possibilities and none of them were good. The first was that a flash grenade went off in his face but that would've cleared up by now. The second was that his eyes were physically hurt during an altercation on the mission, but then he would feel wounds around his eyes which ruled that out. Third would never happen unless they ran into Psimon or any of his evil magician friends which they hadn't. So that really only left one option; blindness. Whether it was permanent or just temporary his life and Robin's future were in jeopardy. He gulped before asking the question he already knew the answer to.

"I'm blind…aren't I?" Robin looked, well directed his non-gaze directly at his mentor.

"I believe so." Batman's voice was flat as usual when he dealt with the team.

"Permanent?" Robin asked in a straight voice. Wally continued to watch the interaction between the two in confusion. Rob's tone was that of someone talking about the weather and Batman's was as if talking about taxes. They were completely ignoring the baggage that went along with Rob's condition.

"Unknown until further tests can be run."

"Your hypothesis?" Robin sat up a little straighter.

"Your occipital lobe was damaged in the explosion causing it to swell. As the swelling reduces your vision will return. Physically there is nothing wrong with your eyes."

"Understood. Wally please leave." Robin turned to Wally as he spoke. The ginger stared back in confusion. Although he was a little surprised that his friend even remembered that he was in the room still.

"What?" Rob glared and told him to leave again. "But you just-"

"Go away Wally, I'll talk to you later, right now I have personal things to discuss with my mentor. Now leave." Wally's shoulders sagged as he sighed in defeat. He nodded before realizing the other couldn't see the action.

"Alright, I have my com. with me call me if you need anything ok?" He grabbed his crutches and made his way out the door.

They both waited until they could no longer hear Wally in the hall before moving. Batman came further into the room and stole Wally's chair next to the bed. Bruce's hand, now gloveless made its way into Dick's hand. He could feel slight tremors run through the boy. He saw the boy's lower lip tremble a little before it made its way between the boy's teeth.

"How long?" Even his voice had a slight tremor to it. Bruce removed his cowl with his free hand.

"We're not sure yet. It all depends on how severe the swelling is after we run some tests."

He watched as Dick slowly breathed waiting for the next question. He continued answering questions about what happened after the explosion during the mission and how everyone else was fairing. What his hypothesis on the boy's blindness and possible treatment. His cover this time was German Measles or something similar. Dick was only half listening. There were only two major questions he wanted answered but Bruce kept skirting around them.

"What happens to Robin?" He knew the question was going to be asked eventually. He knew what Robin meant to the boy.

"For the moment, he is benched. It is too early to fully decide anything. We still need to run some tests in the morning to get a better picture of what we are going to deal with." His grip tightened on the younger boy's hand. "West has been assigned to help you, even at the manor." Dick's head whipped to face Bruce.

"He knows? You told him? Does the rest of the team know?" Dick asked so fast he could put a speedster to shame.

"For now only West knows. We had a talk before you woke up about possibilities. I thought you might want familiarity around you until this is over. That is why you will be staying at the manor until further notice. Besides I know there are things you don't wish to tell Alfred or me about and thought you might want someone you could trust to watch your back while I can't." A small smile graced the young boy's face. "Don't worry; you'll be fine in no time."

"Um, off topic and all, but thanks for bringing one of the blankets from my room. It feels much better than the hospital monstrosity that's usually here." Dick hunkered down a bit more until he was lying properly on the bed. Bruce frowned at the blanket before glaring at the door.

"Get some sleep; we'll deal with this more in the morning." He ruffled Dick's hair before heading to the door. "Good night Dick." He replaced his gloves and cowl before leaving the room.

Wally made his way down the hall heading for the common area of the mountain. As he made his way down he could hear the voices of the rest of the team. If he had to venture a guess Connor was watching static answering any question that Megan was asking from the kitchen while Kaldur was reading a book or something, and Artemis socializing with Megan in the kitchen. Predictable he thought as he walked into the common area. He quietly entered the room and all eyes locked onto him.

"He's awake." He sighed, "No, the answer to your next question is no. We can't see him until Bats gives us permission." He walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge scanning its contents and closed the door without taking anything.

Everyone stared as the resident garbage disposal refused a snack and left the room without so much as a morsel. Something was definitely wrong here. Either something was wrong with Wally or something was wrong with Robin. The latter of the two was more likely; they just prayed that that wasn't the case. If the youngest of their ranks, their younger brother for lack of a better term, were hurt that there would be hell to pay for all parties.

A/N: Sorry if it seemed a little anti-climatic that yummy stuff is for later in the story. Don't worry I've got lots of fun stuff left in store for our young heroes. As always please review, I really like reviews, even if it's a flame please say what you liked or not.