Another chapter! I'm pretty sure this'll be the last. I hope you enjoy, you guys have been amazing! This chapter is short, but it was really hard to write cause there's so much I wanted to put in it but couldn't make flow right! Please, read, enjoy and review! I love you all!

Warnings: Language, Mentions of Hankity-Pankity(Sex), Smoking, Alochol, possible future Smut. Eventually, Jason/Dick pairing.
Note: I'm not the best versed in ALL the Batman stuff, so this won't be perfect and I don't want to be hassled over little facts I might get wrong. If the characters are a little OOC, I apologize. P.S*Still crying about Wally* Q ~Q

Disclaimer: All characters belong to DC Comics.

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Jason was dead tired by the time he got back to Mama's. He was let in by a pale looking guard, who glanced nervously at the other guard. Jason arched an eyebrow as he entered the main room. Mama was there, with Thomas, but Dick was nowhere in sight.

"Where is he?" Jason asked, frowning.

Mama frowned at him and stood up to move Thomas from the blanket on the floor to his car seat.

"Mama… where is he?" Jason asked again.

"I trust you have a car this time?" She asked calmly.

"Yes… but where-"

"I drove the boy to the hospital. He was vomiting blood, it had to be done…" She said holding out the car seat. "I hope you don't mind, but I fed him… apple sauce and some peas."

"Wh-what!? What hospital?" He demanded.

Mama picked up a card, flipping it towards him so he could read the address.

"I took a lot of precautions just so no one would see him, or know where he went." She said scowling. "I even drove him there myself, so be thankful!"

"I am…" Jason assured her, turning to leave.

"Red!"Mama called after him.

"What?"

"Don't you do anything stupid…" She said glaring at him. "Mama knows you… I know you have a tendency to over look shit and over think. Don't you fucking loose him… that boys something special, and so is his kid. You need them… And they need you."

Jason quirked an eyebrow at her, confused.

"What?"

"You heard me… now go." She said dusting off her house coat calmly. "And make sure you tell me if he's okay or not… Mama worries."

"I will…"

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"Jason?"

Jason's head jerked up, swinging to look at Damian standing in the door way of the hospital room. They'd been there for two hours, waiting for news on Dick. The younger boy's hair was sticking up oddly on the side, signaling that he'd probably had a bit of a nap as well.

"Bruce talked with the doctor, we can go in now." He said, calmly.

Jason nodded and swung his legs off of the bed. After he'd said that he'd been in the same wreck as Dick, they'd insisted he be looked at as well. They'd also looked at Thomas, but other than an extremely bad mood, the baby was fine. Alfred had taken him home after his check up, leaving Bruce and the two younger boys to keep Jason company until Dick was allowed to see them.

He followed Damian out of the room and too the doctor standing by Bruce.

"How is he?"

"Tired, and disoriented." The doctor chuckled. "But good… he has a severe concussion and we managed to find the eternal bleeding and stop it. He just needs rest and no strenuous activities for a few weeks."

Tim and Damian gave each other a 'yeah right' look and followed the older men into Dicks room. He was laying slightly propped up, looking like he was about to slip off into sleep at any moment, which the doctors forbid him to do.

"Hey…" Jason said, sitting on his bed side. "Gave me a big scare you ass hole."

"You can't blame me! You're the one who was driving." Dick grumbled.

"How do you feel?" Bruce asked.

"Like someone played piñata with my head." Dick grumbled. "Hows Thomas?"

"He's fine, Alfreds got him for the night…"Jason assured him. "Doctors checked him out. Tim acted like the human shield and kept him from getting hurt."

"Thank you Tim…" Dick said smiling at him. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah, a banged my shin pretty hard and got some bruising, but that's the only thing wrong that they could find." He said grinning.

"They clearly didn't check his brain." Damian said calmly.

"Hey!"

"Boys…" Bruce warned. "They want you to stay overnight, Alfred will come pick you two up in the morning."

"Two?" Dick asked, yawning into his hand. He looked like he was ready to pass out.

"I'm staying with you." Jason assured him. "They're wheeling me in a gurney and everything…"

"Thanks… you don't have too. I know you hate hospitals…" Dick chuckled.

"Don't we all?" Tim sighed dramatically. "That's what we get for being pampered by the private practice that is Alfred."

Even Bruce smiled at that one, shaking his head.

"Good night Dick…"

The three filed out of the room after wishing Dick well, leaving Jason and Dick alone. No sooner than the door close, did Dick kick Jason, scowling.

"How dare you leave Thomas alone with her!" He snapped.

"Hey! I trust Mama, and you were there too!" Jason said, rubbing his side.

"Yeah! Until I started vomiting up blood! What if she'd hurt him!?" Dick snapped. "And you just took off! What if he was hurt? What if you were more hurt? You just ran off!"

Dick paled and had to stop his rant, leaning back and clutching his head. "You'll be the death of me…"

Jason sighed and grabbed his free hand, squeezing it.

"You worry too much…" Jason said firmly. "I would never put you in a situation I thought was unsafe, let alone put Thomas in one… Mama got you to the hospital and didn't let any of her goones know who you were or where she'd taken you… I think they thought she killed you cause they about pissed themselves when I walked in."

"Really?" Dick looked amused. "She's… uh… interesting. I'll give her that… she carried me from the car to the hospital. I could barely stand."

"See? Mama's a good woman…"

"She says you're an idiot by the way… no clue why, but she told me to tell you that." Dick mumbled, his eyes drifting lower. "God, I just want to sleep…"

"You have to stay awake Dick."Jason said patting his knee. "Tell me what you did while at Mama's…"

"We talked about Thomas mostly… little bit about you." Dick frowned, his voice lulling here and there. He was really struggling to keep himself awake.

"Come on brat wonder, what else? Tell me about what you said." Jason urged.

"Told her… 'bout you and Thomas in the sink." Dick said smiling a little. "God… I'm so tired."

"Dick you can't sleep, you have a concussion, and you could slip into a coma." Jason said shifting a bit, pulling Dick back up into an upright position. "Stay awake!"

Jason felt panic raise up in his chest. Dick'd had concussions before, but never had he actually struggled this hard to stay awake.

"You know… I really thought we were going to die today?" Dick mumbled. "I've been beaten, drowned, dropped from hundreds of miles above ground… lit on fire… But never once was I scared of dying… but today with Thomas in the car… and you hitting your head… Tim screaming…"

Dick shook his head, clenching his eyes. "I thought all three of you were… that terrified me."

Jason nodded, rubbing his hand across his shoulders comfortingly, trying to keep him awake. Jason understood perfectly well. It'd happened so quickly, he didn't even have time to comprehend his own safety, just the others. Now he was scared Dick was going to slip into sleep.

"Hey… You want to know what I was thinking? Right before the crash?" Jason asked.

"What?" Dick asked, cracking tired blue eyes at him.

"I was thinking about how normal I felt with you three… how you and Thomas were just shooting the breeze… Thomas's little weird gibbering while we drove errands…" Jason told him. "Normal things… no villains, not fighting, no crime… just us being like other families."

"We're nothing like other families." Dick snorted.

"Yeah…" Jason agreed. "But I was thinking about what'd be like… if we were."

"Yeah?" Dick asked, leaning against Jason's shoulder. "What'd it be like?"

"Well… I'd get a job first off. One that didn't involve criminals, and we'd raise Thomas together some where away from Gotham and all the people who'd want revenge on us." Jason said, watching Dick stare off into space, imagining it. A smile crept onto his lips.

"That'd be nice… what else?" Dick asked.

"We'd visit the family, obviously, but when Thomas was a little older… you could go back to working at a bike shop, maybe open another one? We can enroll him in karate or ballet or gymnastics or whatever the fuck he wanted. He could go to school, and we'd get a dog…"

Dick laughed a little, looking up at him. "You are so making shit up now."

"Well… yeah, but its keeping you awake." Jason chuckled.

"I like it when you talk about that stuff…" Dick admitted. "For a long time I figured you'd get sick of us eventually and go back to being Red Hood full time…"

"Sick of you? Maybe…" Jason teased. "But never of Thomas."

"Gee, thanks." Dick snorted.

They fell silent for a moment, just basking in the silence. Jason continued to check to make sure Dick was awake, much to the shorter mans annoyance. Jason found himself reflecting on what Mama had said. Dick was worried about him abandoning them, yet she was telling him not to loose them?

"Jason… Promise me something?" Dick mumbled.

"What?"

"Promise me you won't leave us until Thomas is old enough to remember you." Dick mumbled, his voice was fading again.

"I'm not leaving you ever." Jason promised. "I'm here to stay…"

Dick smiled again. "You can't promise that… We live too dangerously for that."

"I'm not going to die." Jason reaffirmed, looking down at Dick. "We're going to kick bad guy ass in the night, play with our son in the day, and have dinner with our completely flamboyant neighbor until Thomas is old enough to start a job and move out. Then we're going to be bitter old geezers who rant at their kid for not calling enough. Got it?"

"Hmm… have I told you how much I like it when you say 'our son'?" Dick asked, grinning.

Jason frowned, his eyes were dilated. The poor boy was disoriented and exhausted. He'd have to call in the doctor to see if they could help at all.

"Why's that?" He asked, looking around for the 'call button'.

"Because since you got back, you've acted like anything to do with family is evil… I just like feeling like Thomas and I are special." Dick shrugged.

"You over look shit and over think…"

Jason stared at Dick, replaying his words in his head.

"Dick?" He said firmly, making him meet his eyes. "Concentrate now… What role do you want me to play in Thomas's life? In yours?"

Dick stared back at him for a moment, his foggy expression becoming conflicted.

"I want you in our lives." He mumbled.

"Yeah, but how?"

"However you're willing to be there…"

"Damn it Dick, you have a concussion, you're not supposed to be good at word play." Jason huffed. "However I want huh?"

Dick smiled at the outburst, and just nodded. Jason paused, and took a deep breath. He was either about to make the worse decision of his life, or get punched in the face. Either way, he wasn't sure if it was a bad idea or not.

"If if I want to be involved like this?" He asked, closing the space between them and capturing Dicks lip with a kiss. The shorter man tensed in surprise, but didn't jerk away. The kiss was short, but enough to get Jason's point across. He pulled away slowly, staring the injured boy in the eye. If nothing else, he appeared wide awake again.

"Do it again…" Dick mumbled, his cheeks flushing a deep pink.

Jason smirked and leaned in, this time met half way. Dicks lips were softer than he'd expected, brushing against his chapped ones with surprising eagerness. Jason cupped his cheek and held him there, deepening the kiss. Dicks eyes fluttered shut and he let out a small happy hum into the kiss.

"See?" Jason said, resting his forehead against Dicks. "I'm not going anywhere…"

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Dick felt like he was in a fog. For the next two weeks, he was put under house arrest by Jason and Alfred. The butler was even staying with them for the short period of time. He'd taken over Dicks room seeing as it had Thomas's things in it, and was cleaner than Jasons. Dick was currently living on the couch. He had a nest of blankets, and Jason sat beside him most of the day, unless he was helping with Thomas. They acted normal around Alfred, though Jason snuck in numerous chaste kisses, and concerned stares. They hadn't spoken about what happened in the hospital, mostly because they didn't have the privacy to do so.

"I swear he doesn't sleep." Jason mumbled, watching Alfred clean their kitchen.

Dick chuckled and sat up, stretching.

"You know guys, I'm pretty sure I'm fine now. No headaches, no nausea… my stitches are gone." Dick sighed happily. "I'm pretty sure you can stop babying me… I have to go out as Nightwing sooner or later."

"I vote later." Jason said stretching his feet out onto the coffee table, ignoring the annoyed look from his… boyfriend? Dick shook his head, he'd contemplate that later.

"Alfred, surely you have better things to do than just watch me read all day." Dick sighed. "You can go back home if you like…"

"If you're certain you're okay… though I advise against going out as Nightwing for at least a week more." Alfred sighed. "You gave use quiet the scare, you can do that much can't you?"

"I guess…" Dick grumbled.

Thomas looked up from him from the floor and cooed happily, crawling towards Dicks ankles, using his pant leg to stand up. Dick smiled and picked him up, hugging him close and kissing his cheek. His brave little boy; he'd of expected the accident to have traumatized Thomas, but he didn't react at all to being in the car. He was happy as ever, though he did like to smack Dick's cheek every time he slipped into sleep. Like he knew something had been unnatural about the amount of sleep he'd been getting lately.

Alfred finished cleaning, and making them lunch, before he finally took his leave. Dick put Thomas in his high chair, jumping when Jason appeared behind him and put his hand on his hip.

"You okay?" He asked, frowning at Dick.

"Yeah, of course… why?"

"Cause you're acting screwy. Duh." Jason snorted. "Ever since the hospital, you've been acting weird!"

"I have not." Dick said rolling his eyes, giving Thomas his lunch. He was learning how to use a spoon now, but it wasn't going too well, he mostly just beat the food with it. Jason just watched him for a minute before letting out a long sigh.

"Whats up?" Dick sighed.

"Do you regret it?" Jason asked bluntly. "The kiss… you've been acting like you don't even register who I am every time I give you a peck…"

"What!? N-no!" Dick left his son to his own devices with the spoon. "I just…"

Jason scowled and shook his head.

"Forget it… Its fine. Pretend it didn't happen…"

"Why would I do a thing like that?" Dick asked.

"Because you weren't right in your head and I shouldn't have done it." Jason responded.

Dick stared at him, clicking his tongue in aggravation. Jason was over thinking the situation and getting frustrated. He grabbed the younger mans arm and jerked it, forcing him to look at him. Catching his cheek he pulled him down for a firm kiss.

"It was not a mistake." He said firmly. "I'm just trying to figure out what all this means for us. Alright? We didn't exactly discuss it…"

"Whats there to discuss?"

"A lot Jason…" Dick huffed. "Are we going to be a couple? Or are we going to be the awkward parents who aren't together, but act like they are? Are we going to tell Bruce? Alfred? The boys? Will they care or think we're bizarre? Do you like me? Or is this just convenient? Are you ready to jump into something like this even though I have a kid? There's a lot to discuss!"

Jason gapped at him, trying to comprehend the spew of words.

"Dick…" He shook his head again. "Shut the fuck up. I like you, and I have for a while… When have I ever cared about what others think? I want to date you… and you damn well know the answer about Thomas's involvement."

"Its still better to confirm it… You're unpredictably predictable sometimes Jason. You jump into things without considering the consequences." Dick mumbled.

It was Jasons turn to shut him up with a kiss.

"I have considered the consequences… I've been considering them for a long time. Do you remember the story I told you at the hospital? You think that came out of thin air?" Jason asked.

"…I remember pieces… that night is foggy." Dick admitted. "I remember what you said about us and Thomas though."

"There you go…" Jason said petting Dicks hair out of his face. "And people tell me I over think…"

They kissed again, Jason wrapping his arms around Dicks waist and pulling him close. Thomas squealed behind them, causing Dick to pull away. The baby stared at them intently, blabbering and bouncing in his seat. Dick grinned a bit.

"Oh? Do you like it when Daddy and Jay-bird kiss?" He asked.

"Dadada!" Thomas kicked his legs excitedly.

"Its probably better than watching us fighting all the time." Jason snorted.

"Hn… we'll probably still fight all the time." Dick chuckled. "But now I think I have a weapon to win."

"Tsk, and whats that?"

Dick kissed him again, light and quick. "That…"

"Cheater…" Jason snorted.

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Welp! That's it. –O w O- I hope you guys liked this story! I might consider writing another one similar to this someday or a sequel about Thomas when he's older. I don't know! It's been incredibly fun to write, and I love the views I've gotten from all you wonderful people! Please, feel free to message me any requests or suggestions you have in the future! -^ ^- Farewells my Loverlies! 3