Authors Note: Sorry if there are some errors my computer was being stupid and slow, so couldn't keep up with me. Hope you enjoy :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Young Justice

Snap. Scream. Crack. Thud.

This is what flashes in front of Robin's eyes as his body jolts awake. His breathing is heavy, his mind unfocused, his body covered in sweat.

It always seems to come to this. Almost every night he has the same dream. Robin tried to think that it had gotten better or he had gotten over it by now, but he would always wake up with the trembling and shakiness; his heart beating erratically.

It made him feel powerless and so young. Batman had lost his parents too and Robin didn't see him waking up crying every night.

Why was it such a problem? Why couldn't he sleep through the night for once without a scream waiting to be relapsed at the tip of his tongue?

It wouldn't change how he felt now though. Robin knew he wouldn't be able to get back to sleep after the nightmare. So he made his way to the kitchen of Mount Justice. He had no idea why he always headed towards the kitchen at this time of night, it just seemed right. Maybe it was because that is where he would get his normal sense of comfort from his mom and now from Alfred. Bruce would sometimes hear him at night, but Robin tried to be quieter now so then someone in the house could get some rest. If it meant gagging himself at when he slept, it was worth it. Of course no one else knew this except him.

The Mountain was eerily silent and the only sound was Robin's deep breathing and the slap of his feet hitting the chilled cement. Since no one was up anyways he didn't feel the need to be stealthy, and that thought was pretty far from the front of his mind at this moment in time.

He finally made it to the kitchen and he pulled out a mug, some milk, vanilla, and cinnamon. He combined all the ingredients and put into the microwave for a short time. This is what Alfred usually made for him when he happened to be awake when Robin had a nightmare, and since Dick wasn't at the manor this night he made it for himself. Familiar things usually seemed to help.

The microwave gave a familiar beep and Robin got up and retrieved the mug. He sipped at it for the next half hour or so and tried to clear his mind of his troubling thoughts. Maybe he could get a few more hours of sleep. He finished the milk and cleaned up his mess so it seemed that he was never there.

He didn't want to head back to his dark room just yet though and took a seat at the counter once again. He liked the feel of the warm lights on him and the hum of the refrigerator; they seemed to lull him to sleep. And before he knew it, his eyes were drooping closed.

Conner had awoken at the sound of Robins head hitting the counter when his eyes finally closed. He got out of bed to investigate the noise and when he arrived at the kitchen he saw a slumbering Robin at the counter. Conner stared at the youngest and thought how he looked so innocent right now. No one would have ever thought this kid was capable of even taking down him, superman's clone, or supervillians. It was just Robin though, that is what Conner saw, just Robin, a kid.

So Conner scooped the bird up and carried him off to his bed.


The team was just coming back from a disastrous mission. They were sent to collect intelligence and prevent a shipment of Kobra venom from being transported n sold. Clearly it did not end up this way. There were a few complications...

For one they were not very covert for a covert team. Wally and Artemis of course had to alert the guards with a noisy and pointless argument. This caused a swarm of guards to start attacking them thus distracting Robin from hacking into the villain's database. During the fight it also distracted Superboy who maybe could have heard the beeping of a bomb that was about to go off. He did not though so the whole team went flying, Robin got the brunt of it though, being the closet and slamming into a wall.

The team then had to run back to the ship with about twenty guards in pursuit. They barely made it there; Robin had to release his cape from a guards grip just to get on the ship.

So now here they were. No information, no baddie in jail, and no venom destroyed. Just a bunch of very angry teens.

"It's all your fault, Kid Mouth! If you could have just been a bit quieter and just agreed that I was right then this never would have happened!" Artemis screamed at the speedster.

"My fault? I wasn't the one who was complaining the whole way here and accidentally fired an arrow into the woods!" he screamed right back.

"That's only because you pulled my hair! It was self-defense!"

"That doesn't justify how you missed! How can you even call yourself a professional archer?"

"Why you-" Artemis was cut off by a soft but terrifying voice.

"Shut. Up. Now." Robin hissed. Artemis opened her mouth to reply, "Both. Of. You." Robin said glaring at both. The terror that the glare produced only increased tenfold because of the blood dripping from a large cut on his face.

Noticing this Aqualad went to the back of the ship.

"Come here, Robin, and let's get that cut fixed up," he beckoned.

"I'm fine," he grumbled.

"Would Batman agree with that statement?" Aqualad questioned, raising an eyebrow. Robin looked back at him with a look that clearly said "did you really just play that card?" but got up anyways.

Robin dragged his feet for a few steps before he fell face first and into the welcoming arms of sleep.

The whole team just stared.

"What just happened? Is he okay?" Wally blubbered flabbergasted.

"I think Robin was just a little tired," Aqualad explained with a slight smile on his face as he picked up his fallen comrade and placed him on the medical table in the back of the ship.

Authors Note: So this just randomly came to me so I hope you guys liked. There will be a few more chapters and I am completely open to suggestions! So send me a review or whatever if you have an awesome way Robin could fall asleep or something along those lines. I guess it just has to do with sleep. Weird topic…

Anyways just please send suggestions and hoped you liked:)