"He what?!" said Robin when Batman recited the conversation he had had with Dick to the 5 people who hadn't left the med bay in hours.

"Did you try and talk him out of it?" asked Robin, Batman nodded silently.

"Maybe I should go talk to him?" asked Wally but Batman shook his head

"He isn't happy with any of us, the fact that we jumped to conclusions when he told us about Red hood has caused him to lose trust in us. For Nightwing trust is very important"

"Well personally I blame you for that Bats" chimed in Red Hood "I mean of all the strange things you encounter in your time as Batman, was it really too hard for you to even consider I was still alive"

"I held you while you were dying, I saw your body. I buried you!" Batman said menacingly "As far as I knew, once you're dead, you're gone and Nightwing knew that too. What else was I meant to think when he started? "

Red Hood sneered "You didn't have to think. You just had to trust" he got up and went to leave the room.

"Where are you going?"

"Too collect a body"

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Dick hadn't wanted to see anyone while he was recovering if he could help it. He just sat there planning for when he left. He would leave, collect his things from Blud Haven and then disappear.

There were too many horrible memories here. It had become too much for him.

His leg was paining him horribly, his time as Renegade had destroyed what was left of it, but he had a plan for that as well. A few years ago he had made friends with a boy called Victor Stone in Jump city, he had later become known as Cyborg. He would pay him a visit and see if there was anything he could do to fix the damage. He was sure the league could have found some way to fix it themselves, and it wasn't pride stopping him from asking for their help, he just couldn't be around them anymore.

It was time to move on.

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3 weeks later Nightwing was gone, Batman had managed to keep track of him from Happy Harbour to Blud Haven to Jump city. After that he went off the map, he had trained him too well.

Tim had become quieter since his brother had left; Bruce suspected it was guilt and maybe even blame. The same could be said for Alfred and most of the JL for that matter.

Sighing Bruce sank further into his chair down in the bat cave, he had been trying once again to track Dick, but had come up with nothing, following dead ends.

Suddenly Red Hoods face was on his screen.

"What is it Jason?"

"We have a problem" he said and Bruce sat up straight again "I can't locate Wilson"

"Slade? I thought you dealt with the body weeks ago?" Jason looked sheepish for the first time since he was brought back to life.

"I went looking for the body, when I couldn't find it I thought maybe someone had picked it up. I've been following leads ever since but found nothing. So I went back to the scene. There was no blood but I found bent bullets"

"Bent bullets?" Red hood nodded

"He's still out there Bats, I think the fall did some damage both physical and to his pride. I don't think he will show his face any time soon" after than he nodded and the link was terminated.

Bruce closed his eyes as the headache started. The man that had destroyed his sons life was still out there somewhere. He would come back.

The only question was

When?

A/N And that is the end to part 2. However after sitting with a note pad on a 9 hour flight i have a plot for a third and FINAL part to this story. So if you are enjoying The Road to Recovery then please watch my page for updates on the last of the three "The Road Since Recovery" This will be the last one i promise, the idea i have i think is quite gripping and i shall be adding a few new characters that you all love as well as an OC but for those of you who love Dickie Bird, don't worry the OC wont be centre of attention the spot light is still on out favorite little bird. So watch my page for updates and until then, thanks for reading please review. Karin xxx