Alright, just so you know, I didn't like the way this story is going so I decided to redo it. Yes I know, you guys can hate me all you want but I like to be proud of my work. I just don't feel that there's enough Dick and Jack moments and that's what this story is about, so it's going to be redone. I am going to keep a lot of what I have already written in there, there is just going to be more added to it. I don't like how each chapter feels like a one shot. Don't worry, I'll do my best to get them up as fast as I can, but seeing as I'm a college student with hard courses, I'll make no promises. I love you all, keep reading and reviewing.

The sunlight streaming through the window intensified his migraine. He cracked his eyes open and stared at a single window with pink and purple curtains. Wait, what? He sat up quickly, brushing off the wave of nausea that hit him. The chilly November air swept into the room from the open window and left goose bumps across his bare chest. He was suddenly aware of his nudity as he pulled the blanket up a little higher. His breathing quickened as he glanced around the room that defiantly not his. Movement from the left side of the bed made him jump and his head snapped in that direction, making his head pound. Stretched out with the covers only covering her bottom half was his girlfriend, Zatanna. She too was completely nude. The chill of the air left goose bumps over the soft porcelain skin. Her silky, raven hair was fanned out underneath her. He would be mesmerized by her beauty if he was on the verge of a panic attack Please, dear God, let this all be a dream, he pleaded. He closed his eyes and tried to remember what had happened last night, but it was foggy. He could only remember flashes. His head pounded harder but that wasn't the only part of him that was riddled with pain. He was very sore in certain regions.

The female next to him began to stir and he became very scared. She gazed up at him with a sleepy smile on her face. "Good morning." She mumbled. That was his braking point. He scrambled out of the bed, his hands trying to cover himself. "Dick, what's wrong?" She asked clutching the blanket to her naked form.

Dick gazed at the clothes that littered the ground, trying to find his amongst hers. "What did you do?!" He cried as he threw on his clothing.

"Dick, I-" she started.

"What did you DO!?" He screamed. He fumbled with his belt, trying to put it on as fast as he could. He slipped his shirt over his head and had just grabbed his jacket when the door to her room opened.

"Zatanna, I-" Zatara started. He froze when he saw Dick standing in his daughter's room, staring at him in horror. He looked over to Zatanna, who was sitting up clutching the covers to her chest, covering herself. He turned back to Dick and his vision turned red. "You little- what have you done to my daughter!?"

Zatara lunged at Dick. Grabbing him by the shoulders, he slammed him against the wall. "What have you done?!" he shouted shaking the boy, ignoring his daughter's pleas for him to stop.

Dick's head felt like it was being ripped apart. Running on instinct, he rammed his knee into Zatara's stomach. Zatara's grip on him released and he bolted for the door. Ripping it open, he tore through the house, trying to find the exit. He jumped the banister down to the first floor and ran to the front door. He pulled on the handle but it wouldn't budge, locked. He could here Zatara stomping down the stairs and he panicked. Fumbling with the dead bolt, he finally unlocked the door and dashed outside.

Dick ran out into the road. A car's tires screeched and honked at him as he continued down the block. He didn't stop to catch his breath till he was a good four to five blocks from the house. He ran into a deserted ally and leaned against a building wall. It was then he lost the battle with his stomach. He promptly threw up everything in his stomach. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and tried to catch his breath but a coking sob found its way through. He slid down the wall, buried his face in his hands and cried.

I do not own DC. I got the idea for a Hallmark movie. REVIEW!