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AN – Hello Titans fandom! So I personally, was a little upset with the way things happened in season 2. I did like parts of it, but I felt there were things that should've been handled differently and things that happened that I think were unneeded. I came up with this idea a while ago, part of it is kind of what I was hoping would happen when the season was airing and when I mentioned it to a friend of mine, she said I should totally write a fanfiction of it, and I decided I would. Now, there are actually two ideas that I had of what could have happened and since I couldn't decide, I decided to do both. This is one, not sure when I'll get around to writing the other, but it will hopefully be up before season 3 airs. The story title and all chapters are from the song Shattered by Trading Yesterday. It's one of my favourite songs and I thought that it was perfect for this story. If you have not heard it before, you should definitely go check it out. Hope you like this story!

Enjoy!

Dick stood on the roof of the Tower, staring at the skyline, squinting as the setting sun shone into his eyes. The wind blew against him but he didn't shiver. He had grown numb to it long again. He had been standing outside all last night and all day. He hardly noticed the passing of time. All of his thoughts distracted him from everything going on around him.

He finally revealed the truth about Jericho's death, something he knew he should've done a long time ago. He should have told Donna, Dawn and Hank the truth when it happened and he should have told the others the minute he realized Slade was back. They deserved to know what was going. But he didn't because he was scared that they'd leave him, that they'd hate him. And yesterday, he was proven right. They all left.

Only Gar and Conner remained. Conner was still unconscious, unaware of what was going on so his continued presence didn't really count and Gar, well Dick wasn't so sure. He was positive that the green-haired teenager was upset that Dick kept his secret from them, but he stayed. And he insisted that Jericho's death wasn't his fault and that the others would get over it and come back. Kory said the same thing before she left to go deal with whatever she had going on. Dick didn't believe them though. He knew that they hated him, wanted nothing to with him and he didn't blame them. He deserved their hate and anger.

Dick jerked his head back when a large class filled with a pinkish liquid appeared right in his face and a voice said, "Here."

"What's this?" Dick asked, grabbing the cup and looking over to see Gar right beside him.

"One of those gross shakes you like, for some weird reason." Gar told him with a disgusted expression on his face that actually managed to make the corner of Dick's mouth twitch upwards for a few seconds.

"Thanks." Dick replied before downing a few gulps of the shake.

"You done brooding yet?" Gar suddenly asked, causing Dick to tense. He supposed he shouldn't be surprised. His behaviour ever since the others left made it clear how he was feeling, but he didn't really expect the teenager to confront him about it. Then again, Gar could be pretty blunt sometimes. Either way, Dick didn't give him an answer.

"Come on, you've been out here ever since they left. Have you even been eating?" Gar asked, his tone becoming a little more forceful. He knew that Dick was struggling with everyone leaving, it hurt him too, but they couldn't just lie around and do nothing. They had to find Slade, and they had to get the others back.

"I have a lot on my mind." Dick told him, staring at the horizon in front of him.

"They'll get over it. They'll be back." Gar assured him, clapping him on the back. Again, Dick didn't respond.

As much as he wanted to believe that they would be coming back, as much as he wanted to tell Gar that he was right about that, he couldn't. In all honesty, he was surprised that they came back in the first place. If it wasn't for Dr. Light, they probably would've stayed far away. He knew from the moment they first walked out after Jericho died that they probably wouldn't come back. Now that they knew the truth about Jericho's death, he knew they never would and he didn't blame them. He messed up, and now he was paying the price.

Dick tried to think of a way to tell Gar this when a confused voice called out, "Hello?"

The two turned around to find Conner standing by the door, completely naked, with the dog, Krypto, by his side.

"Dude, don't you know what clothes are?" Gar asked, throwing a hand up in front of his eyes while Dick turned his head over to the side to avoid seeing anything and for a minute, wondered how exactly he ended up in this situation.

"Come on, let's find you something to wear. You're gonna catch a cold being out naked like that." Dick told Conner, walking towards the door while doing his best to keep his eyes on anything besides the clone.

"What's a cold?" Conner asked, following right behind Dick, who only sighed. This was going to be a long night.

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"And that's everything." Gar said as he led Conner back into the living room about an hour and a half later. Turning around to face him, he asked, "Any questions?"

"What's that?" Conner asked, pointing at the TV in the wall right by him.

"That's the TV." Gar replied, confused because the clone should have known that, right?

"What does it do?" Conner wondered, which stunned Gar into silence for a few seconds before he realized that the clone was completely serious.

"Oh my G*d." Gar mumbled as he brought up his hand to forehead in disbelief and frustration. He then turned around and walked towards the kitchen, leaving Conner in the living room without an answer to his question.

In the kitchen, Dick stood in front of the sink drying the last of the dishes. After they all went back inside, he and Gar quickly went and found Conner some clothes, then let the green-haired teenager show the clone around. He probably should've been the one to do it as he was still technically in charge, but Gar seemed so excited to be the one to show and explain everything to him that Dick decided to let him do it. He then looked for something to do and saw the pile of dirty dishes. Normally they took turns doing them but with practically everyone gone now, they had been forgotten about.

"How was the tour?" Dick asked with an amused look when he saw Gar come into the area.

"I thought it was going good, then he asked me what a TV is and what it does." Gar told him. Dick couldn't help but chuckle at that.

"Give him time. He's only been alive for like, a week." Dick told him, putting the now clean dishes away in the cupboards.

"But, how do we teach him?" Gar wondered. When people are born, they grow up learning, they didn't start out as 16-year-olds knowing nothing.

"Like we teach kids." Dick answered as he finished the dishes and grabbed the half-empty cup of the shake Gar had made for him.

"I know nothing about kids. Or teaching." Gar told him, actually sounding a little worried at the thought of having to deal with a kid.

"Well, you do a better job than me." Dick told him, taking another sip of his drink.

"Dick," Gar started, but Dick, knowing what he was about to say, quickly cut him off.

"Look, why don't you, try and explain the TV to Conner. I'm going to see if I can get in touch with Superman. I have a feeling he should know about this, and I think Conner is going to want to meet him." At the mention of the superhero, Gar visibly perked up and Dick knew immediately knew what the green-haired young man was going to ask him.

"You can just call Superman?" Gar questioned, standing up straight.

"Growing up around superheroes does have its perks." Dick replied with a grin.

Seeing that grin, Gar inwardly smiled. It was nice to the detective look happy after seeing him moping around for the last day and a half. Back to the matter at hand though, Gar asked, "Any chance I could meet him?"

"Well, if he comes over to meet Conner, then-" Dick was suddenly cut off as an explosion went off in the hall where the elevator was and the alarm started blaring.

AN – Yeah, this chapter is a little short. I hope you all like it though! I have a quick question for any American readers. Do you guys know any woods or forests where people would have cabins that are basically in the middle of nowhere? It wasn't ever really said where Slade's cabin was and that cabin is coming back into the story. So if you guys have suggestions on where you think the cabin is, let me know! Next chapter will be up next Friday. See you all then!