From Gotham to Cairo

Epilogue: A Peaceful Ride Home?

One week later, at the landing strip…

The brothers exited the rented limousine, and took their belongings out of the trunk.  Jason was carrying a duffel bag which stored all of their crime-fighting tools, while Damian was texting Bruce all the details of their mission.  Dick had a copy of a local newspaper in his hand, which he had been reading in the limousine, its headline read: Secret Cult Discovered In the Heart of Cairo.

“So what happened to the Secret Cult?” Jason inquired.

“Well, they all sustained severe injuries, especially Talia, seeing how she's still being treated in the ICU, but Shiva’s standing trial at the World Court for her acts against humanity,” Dick stated.  “Cain has been promoted to a new maximum security prison, and the GIS is working with other government agencies on rounding up the remaining Assassins,” Dick explained.  “What's surprising is the side effects of the Pit, besides temporarily insanity.  From what Bruce deduced, when you get hurt, the injuries effect you more normally than they would a normal person which explained, his, well, death and lack of for the others.  Oh, Babs texted me a few days ago, Roland Daggett was picked up by the FBI for questioning about his relationship to Ra's and the Assassins."

“Grayson, what is the new prison Cain is serving time in?”

“Guantanamo Bay,” Dick answered.

“Shit, I’d like to see him get out of there.  In any case, I am so done with this city-hopping deal.  I’m never going to leave Gotham again,” Jason stated plainly.

“Same.  I don’t know how Bruce makes those intergalactic missions,” Dick agreed, boarding the private jet Bruce ordered.

The brothers sat down in the bonded leather seats the jet provided.

“But you can’t argue it’s been a hell of a ride.  These trips to different cities,” Jason clarified.

“Yeah,” Dick agreed.  "Maybe with the loss of our possessions, namely our iPods we can have a peaceful ride home?"

"Of course, but Todd still has to answer for not bringing his bo staff to fight the League of Assassins," Damian stated.

"Not this again," Jason said exasperated.

Preparing for the argument that would follow, Dick wrapped a pillow around his ears, and snuggled into his seat for the nap that would take him out of Cairo.