Flying or Falling |Titans|

|XV|

"So, you're Jason Todd." Kiara said and walked alongside the two guys, as she watched them drag Dr. Adamson along as they walked.

"Yeah... wait, how the fuck did you know that?" He asked and she snorted at his words.

"You've got a record, kid. But, I'm still in touch with Bruce a fair amount. I'm a hell of a detective, but I ain't got shit when it comes to Bruce Wayne in all sorts of detective work." She said and Dick snorted a little.

"We both know that that's not true then." He said and they continued on their way, draggin' the horrible doctor in between the boys, havin' no qualms about knocking him upside the head every once and awhile.

"Man, this dude looks dead." Jason pointed out after only a couple of his seconds of not talking to anybody.

"Trust me, there is a difference between dead and knocked out." Dick muttered, and Kiara chuckled a bit, at the annoyed tone in his voice that she usually was only able to bring out.

"Man, this is awesome! Robin and Robin, with the Gray Wolf in action all together." Jason said and Kiara looked at him, and, he raised his eyebrows at her in an even more annoying look.

"Do you ever actually stop talking? I mean, at all?" She asks and he sighed at her words, nodding slightly.

"I sure do, babe." He said and she looked unimpressed by the attitude and she shakes her head.

"I call shotgun." She said and hopped into the front seat at once, as Dick was in the driver's seat.

Once they got into the safe-house, the trio were all quite surprised, when it is getting clear, that Kiara was trusted more and more by Bruce Wayne, then other members of the Justice League.

Since her retina scan had opened the door and Dick's eyes were widenin' at the surprise of it. "Hey, I didn't choose the responsibility." She said and he let out a quiet sigh.

Dick came back up into the penthouse, with Dr. Adamson in tow and Kiara knocks quietly on the door and Dick looks up quickly at the noise in surprise. "What's up?" He asked, as he was preparing to cut open his arm, to remove the tracker.

"Need some help?" She asked and his face moved into a half-smile, and she would take the scalpel and the pair of tweezers from him.

"Look, I'm sorry about last night. I didn't mean any of it." He said and she didn't look up from the cut in his arm.

"I know you didn't. Well, mostly. But what I also know, is that I had no right to pry into your personal business. I... I never meant to say, or much less act, as if it was like I didn't trust you. Dick, I am sorry." She said and his phone rang.

"You have impeccable timing." Dick said mostly through his teeth now, as Kiara was widening the cut in his arm and she took the trackers out with the tweezers.

"Any update on the family?" Dick asked and they heard the sound of Kory moving around.

"Uh... they're all dead."

Dick glared at the phone and muttered a few choice words under his breath, as Kiara got the very, very small tracker out of his arm. "Done. I can bandage it. Hold still." She said as Dick was glaring at the phone.

"Kory!" Dick complained loudly in sheer, very clear annoyance at her words, as Kiara finished bandaging up his arm. She gave him a thumbs-up.

"I didn't kill them. I just walked in and they were, like, dead. All of the heads, their heads just exploded."

"Hell of a coincidence." Dick and Kiara both said at once into the phone and Dick, he pulled the sleeve of his shirt down over his bandaged wound now.

"Look, you guys, all of you guys need to get out here, now. We are all, at 888 North Lakeshore Drive." Dick said and hung up the phone.

Jason had given Dick an envelope full of graphic photographs and Kiara, she looked at Dick with worry on her face.

Then, just when Dick and Jason's argument was actually getting kind of good, the others all showed up to ruin the fun.

"Man, I was really, really looking forward to watching you kick the crap out of him." Kiara mumbles to Dick, as he sighed.

"Can you stay with Kory and watch the kids?" He asked and she snorted at him, lookin' over between Jason and a couple of interested looking kids.

"And, then what Dick? You think that I'm seriously going to leave you alone with that little piece of punk-shit?" He chuckled and she glared at him.

"I'll take... Malia with me. Maybe her very, very quiet personality will... rub off onto him a little." He said, as she'd raise her eyebrows at him. "Yes, I am serious." He said and she sighed.

"All right, Malia. You're up. It is time for you to put those tracking skills of yours to some good use. We are going to Milwaukee." Dick said and Jason's face perked up immediately, when he heard the word 'we'.