Chapter 18: The Plan

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Dick's POV

*Beep* *Beep* *Beep*

I hear my alarm next to my nightstand going off. I groan as I move my hand to turn off my alarm.

*Beep* *Beep* *Beep*

I let out a low groan and I began banging my alarm clock with my fist.

*Beep* *Beep* *Beep*

'I freaking hate alarms!'

I push my alarm clock off the nightstand as I grab the plug and unplugged it from the outlet.

I sigh and I get up from bed. I look at the picture of me and Y/n from my nightstand. It was a picture of us smiling at the camera when I took her to the carnival that was here in Gotham when she was still depress about what happen to Jason.

'He's alive.'

Hearing those 2 words about Jason its still unbelievable to me finding out the person I called my brother is still out there but has Y/n locked up.

I have to get her out of there.

I may not get her today or even tonight if I wanted to. I still don't know where the hell he's at. Tomorrow is definitely gonna be the night she's coming home.

I look away from the picture as I get up from bed and get dress to start my day.

*Time Skip*

I was walking down the street in Gotham with my hands in my pockets. I usually do my little morning walks just to get the 'fresh' air of Gotham.

I was walking until I hear someone call my name.

"Dick!"

I turn around and I see Tim rushing towards me.

"Hey Tim. How's your morning so far? Or better yet how was your sleep?" I smiled, as he and I started walking side by side down the street.

"I didn't sleep." Tim responded, digging something from inside his jacket pocket.

"What do you mean 'you didn't sleep'? How come? Wait, you were up all night trying to look for Y/n, weren't you?" I asked him, as I stopped walking turning my whole body towards him.

"Yep and I think I found something." Tim smiled as he pulled out a folded paper. "So, as I did my research I wrote down some possible places I believe would leave us clues to find Y/n. Starting at Crime Alley."

"Crime Alley? Why should we start there?" I asked him, crossing my arms as he unfolds the paper.

"It has to be the first place when Y/n encounter with Jason when he first arrived here. Okay so....I believe if we head there tonight maybe there's a small chance we might find something." Tim explained

"Crime Alley is the place where Bruce found Jason before he became Robin. Jason was a troublemaker now I think about it."

"Well that doesn't surprise me." Tim mumbled

"Can't blame him though. He's been through a lot. His mom being into drugs, his dad going to prison, living on the streets at a very young age trying to survive out here in this city. It's a lot to kick in. Especially trying to stay alive."

"But why would Jason do all of this? Why suddenly think of an idea and kidnapped her? Or better yet, why come now? Why wait 5 years later?"

"I don't know but I'm dying to find out once we get her back." I responded

"But we do have to stop Jason. His desire to kill the Joker is not gonna make things better. It's bad enough that Bruce had to interrogate Ra's Al Ghul about he's resurrection but now we have to deal with the clown. He's back at Arkham."

"It doesn't matter. Jason thinks by doing all of this he'll get everything he dreamed of wanting. His dream is to kill Joker. He attacked both of us last night. Might be a chance he'll go after Bruce too." I let out a sigh as we continued walking.

"What do you think he'll do?" Tim asked

"I don't know. All I know is that Bruce knows what's coming. He can do it. He has us if he needs anything."

"Well, I know another place too. The Clocktower." Tim smiled

"Clocktower?"

"Yep...and guess what? That's where she was last seen. I did some research on that too. The cameras that Barbara set up around the clocktower apparently Y/n did get there but the cameras were shut off as soon as she got further inside the clocktower." Tim said as he brought out his phone and showed me the video.

It shows Y/n landing by the edge of the clocktower but as soon as she got further inside, the screen pause and shuts off.

"That's not all. The cameras turned back on about 10 minutes. No one was there after that." Tim explained as he put his phone in his pocket.

"Wow. He sure loves to cover his tracks. All cameras?"

"Yep. All at the same time, including turning back on at the same time." Tim said, as he looks at his paper. "The one last place I think I might know as well would be the rooftop of the Wayne Enterprises."

"Wayne Enterprises?"

"Yeah. Where he attacked us. Something was off. When he took me out on the first try, I found a flashdrive on the ground during the attack. It wasn't there when we were there but it sure was there as soon as he got there." Tim said as he shows me a flashdrive.

"That can't be no clue. It has to be something else."

"Really? Well me learning from the best of the best, I downloaded some files to see what is on the flashdrive and come to find out, it's almost like a little plot he has."

"Jason? Using a flashdrive though?" I raised an eyebrow at Tim. "What did you find?"

"I did found out that he's been here for a few months. Come to find out he has like little plan. It's a plan of him breaking into Arkham."

Damnmit Jason!

The more Tim was telling me all of this, the more it's starting to make sense. Y/n is not in danger then. The more he tries to get rid of us, the faster his plan will accomplish.

"Y/n isn't in danger then. He's trying to get Bruce to go after him. Instead of our fight, it's Jason and Bruce's feud. A little father and son reunion then."

"Yeah. Bruce knows this too." Tim responded, putting the paper inside his pocket.

"Like hell he does. Well go on patrol tonight. We might find something that would lead us to her." I replied

"What are we gonna do in a meantime?" Tim asked me

I give him a small smirk.

"Well, I'm hungry. So first, let's go get some lunch and and plan to get Y/n back. Also, lets try to be one step further than Jason is."

Tim chuckled.

"Already ahead of you, Dick."

Tim smiles as we walked off to go grab some food at the diner.

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