A laugh echoed throughout the docks. The shadows seemed to sposta and the sailors were starting to freak out. There boss barked at them to hurry but still the laugh echoed. A dark figure entered the lights. And it was a young boy.
“You might wanna put that down,” he said, gesturing to the illegal crates waiting to be unloaded with one of his escrim sticks. They laughed heartily as they advanced on him. But the clad figure only smirked at them. A girl came up beside him and she used her shields to push them against a metal wall. They groaned as their heads hit the bacheca with a metallic thud.
“Raven!”
They turned to the ring leader. He stared at them.
“I recognize you,” he said. “But who's the other one?”
“The name's NightWing and I have a feeling you're going to be pretty turbed.”
A smirk worked up on his face as he advanced. Using his two escrim sticks, he engaged in a heavy battle with the leader. The foe deflected his every sposta but he couldn't block his every hit; NightWing was too fast and very deadly with his two weapons and he enjoyed using them. Raven helped him out but was mostly dealing with the goons that had been thrown against a wall. A half-hour later, NightWing tied the leader to a pole while Raven kept the others against a wall. The police arrived soon after and the two let them take over. Reporters happened to hear the story and soon crowded the docks. Cameras flashed as the head chief talked with the two heroes.
“Thank te Raven. We've tried to tell te many times but you're a little slippery.”
“Meet NightWing, my partner in justice. He's the one who deserves the thanks tonight. He was the one who encouraged me to check it out.”
“Well NightWing, it's nice to have another hero around. And without you, we'd never caught this group of drug dealers.”
NightWing smirked joyfully.
“No problem. I live to serve. It's what I was trained to do.”
The chief turned away to talk to another officer and the two young Heroes slipped away. Raven took hold of NightWing and flew into the air. They landed in her backyard and entered her base; which happened to be an abandoned warehouse, which had been converted into her home and “watchtower”. Raven switched the lights on and puller her cappuccio off.
“That was fun,” she said.
“Yeah. We definatly need to do it again.”
Raven followed her partner into the kitchen, watching as he took off his mask. She opened the door to the fridge, using her powers, and took out two water bottles. She offered on to Dick who gratefully excepted. She took the other one and entered the living room area. She and Dick sat on the couch, facing each other.
“So was it like the team?” she asked.
“Hmm?”
“The mission; was it like Young Justice?”
Dick tilted his head in thought. Raven raised an eyebrow as she waited for his answer.
“A little. But this seemed...I don't know. I was fun and più secured.”
“What do te mean da secured?” Raven inquired.
“It was done quickly. We knew what to do, how to do it, and things happened like we wanted them to. Young Justice didn't really happen that way. Everything was spontaneous, covert, and not as flexible to work with like this mission. We usually screw everything up before we get a chance to figure things out. Well Wally screwed them up anyway.”
A small smile formed on Dick's lips and Raven responded instantly.
“Wally. He's the one you're always talking about. What happened with him anyway? Not that I'm unhappy you're here but why'd te come? After months of turning it down te mostra up at my steps shattered and broken. What made te come here?”
Robin shrugged, turning so he could lay his head in her lap while starring into Raven's eyes.
“I don't really know myself. Four days before I came, Wally confronted me about avoiding him. I had no answer for him an he pretty much tore our friendship into pieces. I tried to stay, but after everything that happened, everything I had done in that past month, I just had to get away. I would have gone to the mountain but everybody would have been able to find me easy. So I had to runaway. I left them with messages not to worry, telling them I'd be okay. But te were the only person I could think of to help me. You're an empath and I figured your unique abilities would help me heal some. And they did. So I owe my life and my happiness to you, Rachel.”
Only in times of sincerity Had Dick called her da Rachel; it was always Raven. But she liked the way her name rolled off his tongue as his voice filled with gratitude. She smiled down at him and stroked the black hair that fell into his eyes.
“And I owe my entire feelings of value to you. Without te Dick Grayson, I would never feel so treasured.”
Raven dipped her head down until their noses touched. She kissed his eyelids and then pulled slightly away. Her eyes were filled with tender gratitude; their were the softest Dick had ever seen them. He smiled at her, placing a hand on her cheek. He opened his mouth and spoke three gently and tender words with sincerity.
“I missed you.”

Wally sped throughout the city. He was close; so very close to finding Robin! He had found out where Rachel Roth lived (thanks to a little help from some weird green dude) and now he knew Robin was in reach. He was vibrating so fast his blur was a blur! He just couldn't wait to see Robin, apologize for being an idiot, and admit just how much Wally needed the boy at his side. But running to Rachel's house wasn't easy; he had no idea how Robin had made it. He finally slowed as the house came in sight. He ran at a normal speed to the front door; but he didn't see the blinds peak open and close from the inside.