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After Mister Blood left, Bruce laid Dick on the sofa, at such moments he misses Alfred.

Tim, Cass, Steph and Duke flew to Spain for vacation.
Although there are doubts about one case, Tim has identified Specter's involvement in cases abroad.  Bruce asked his children not to interfere in this, their territory is Gotham City.  Tim did not specify in which part of Europe, Bruce hopes his children listened to him and their trip is just a vacation.  Damian and Jon gave themselves a tour of Titan Academy.  Jason is the only one of his children in Gotham now, what he is doing, Bruce has no idea.

Maybe call him?  Bruce doesn't understand how to start a conversation, that's what Dick always did.  "Hi Jason! How are you doing?, your older brother is now 4 years old, come home and help teach Dick to be talkative again?"  Okay, it sounded stupid even for him, Lord Bruce, you are an adult, you have 7 children, you can handle it!  Winding even circles on the carpet obviously won’t help him, it’s better to sit down.  Bruce looked at the sleeping boy.

Dick looked so tiny and defenseless... it makes sense that he was only 4, Bruce grabbed his head, what would Alfred say?  Something like, should you drink Master Bruce's calming tea?  Exactly, a good start.  The check for the still sleeping child was successful, Wayne quietly headed to the kitchen.  He put the kettle on, rummaged through the cupboards, found fruit tea with mint, pulled out a mug and poured in some herbs.  The kettle hasn't boiled yet, do you have time to look into the room? 

He had no doubt, Dick was most likely sleeping just as sweetly, he wouldn’t fall out of bed and he certainly wouldn’t have a nightmare, Bruce was sure... No, he doubted it.  There was a knock on the front door.  He wasn't expecting anyone, if it was Jason he wouldn't have knocked.  They wouldn’t come knocking on his soul either,

“Mr. Wayne,” a sound came from behind the door, “this is Helena, can I come in?”

Bruce ran to open the door, “Helena come in, you usually inform us through the Oracle, what brought you here?”  , entering the house, they greeted each other,

“Mr. Wayne, sorry for the unexpected visit, I urgently need Dick, I can’t reach him, can you contact him?”

God, Bruce won't be surprised to see gray hair soon.  The Huntress did not understand Wayne's reaction, she suggested,

“Did something happen to him?”

Bruce calmed the girl down and offered to go to the kitchen for a conversation, during which Helena talked about the unknown person because of whom their agents were disappearing.  Bruce is sure of one thing, everyone will need tea in this story.

“Oh my God, what a beauty!”

Helena quietly touched, lowering herself to the sleeping boy,

“Such an angel, how long has he been like this?” 

She sat down next to the boy, who, in her opinion, was snoring cutely in his sleep, Bruce put his mug on the coffee table,

“This is the second day, the action is expected to last no more than a month, as you can see, Dick also fell under the distribution. The only thing I can do is,  wait and don't risk Dick any more than now."

  The girl was despondent, hoping for help from bats was her idea when Agent 1 contacted her.  Despite his grumbling, he agreed to call Grayson, but now plans have changed. 

“I need to talk to Tiger, can I go away for a while?”  , Bruce nodded affirmatively, taking her place, he straightened the falling blanket over the boy's shoulders.  An idea struck his head, Bruce hurried to Dick's old room.

Trips to an eternally dark, humid and cloudy city like Gotham were hated by Slade.  According to his sources, in Europe there is a trade in alien organs and people from various secret organizations.  It is unknown who is at the head of this devilry.  All this secrecy is getting on his nerves, the bastard is good, but not good enough to hide from Slade.  A major social evening will take place in Gotham, and the elite from various parts of Europe are expected to attend.  His work phone vibrated in his pocket, holding the steering wheel with one hand as he answered the call. 

"News Raptor?"  On that line.  “It’s bad, Spiral is targeting your boyfriend, he’s involved in the missing agents. At tomorrow’s party, we won’t be the only ones sniffing out this wizard from Oz” -

“There’s no way out. There won’t be another time, it’s even better.” 

Slade turned into a gas station, after a long journey it’s worth taking a break.  "Do you think prowling spiral agents are a good thing?" 

“They are focused on finding comrades, they don’t care about us. If they find a way to this rich man before us, we will find out anyway. We’ll meet tomorrow at the Raptor evening, the plan remains in force.” 

Slade hung up, if you think like that, the agents can make their task easier.  His mood improved a little, the rest was up to him.

Spiral Headquarters.

Tiger was busy in his office, 3 more agents were missing, and they didn’t have a single lead.  His phone was left in one of the rooms, he needs a connection with Helena, what does she even do?  Recruiting Grayson takes so long.  He needed a phone, a flash, and a door with Midnighter appeared in front of him, and behind him Grifter, Tiger growled irritably,

“Midnighter, don’t bring just anyone here, this is headquarters, not a boarding house!” 

Midnighter immediately got down to business,

“My computer reported that the same person is responsible for the kidnapping of agents and the disappearance of unearthly creatures, I think we should unite. Where is Helena?”

Tiger listened, grabbed his phone and returned to Midnighter, picking up the phone and immediately regretting that he had not done this earlier.  At least 20 missed from Helena, he will be killed.  Midnighter and Grifter patiently waited for at least one word from the agent, “Is he always so unhappy?” Grifter asked, to which Midnighter turned his tired gaze, as soon as he left Grifter in that godforsaken hole, “Shut up before I shut you up myself.”  "Shut up, both of you!"  - Tiger growled, Helena answered the call,

“TIGER, DAMMIT YOU!”  ,  Agent 1 is ready to swear he has a new ability to conduct a dialogue while holding the phone away from his ear. 

The men watching Agent 1 from the side looked at each other, Tiger holding the phone frowned more and more.  He ran his hand over his face,

“This idiot grr...”,

the men looked at each other again.

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