Robin and the avengers crossover

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The first thing that crossed Wally's mind when they were called to the mission room was Dick. After a week of constant searching and panic attacks, it had to be him. Unknown magic energy on the beach? It was Robin getting home.

When Wally saw Dick being carried, he nearly went into another panic attack. "Rob!" Wally cried, racing up to the woman. "Careful. He's sick, and injured." She gently transferred the sleeping bird to Wally, brushing the hair out of his face. "What happened? Who are you?"

"My name is Natasha. He came to our world. I've been trying to get him home. My boss didn't agree with that, but I ignored him. Dick was hurt in the escape." She whispered, showing Wally that Dick trusted her. Wally hugged Dick gently, nuzzling into his hair. Just like that, Dick was home.

Natasha moved to stay back through the portal. "Natasha." She turned around to see Wally look up. "Thank you. I'll protect him for you." "I know you will." She stepped back into the portal, which closed. Wally went back to hugging Dick, never wanting to let go.

Dick shifted, cracking his eyes open. He was feeling tremendously better. "Wally?" "Dick. Thank God." Wally dug his head into Dick's shoulder. Dick's arms latched around Wally's neck, the smaller body shaking. "Are you crying? The Robin crying? What will the press think?" Wally chuckled. "Shut up and hold me."

The rest of the team found the two on the beach, still holding on tightly to each other. They surrounded him in a group hug, being gentle with his arm. They missed their little bird. They all saw how weak he was, but they didn't care. He was home, that was all that mattered.

After nearly ten minutes of just hugging, the team pulled back. Wally helped Dick stand, supporting him. Dick leaned heavily on Wally, not trusting himself to stand alone. He was physically too weak. Wally led him to the mountain, unwilling to let go of one of the few people who knew how bad his anxiety could get.

Wally held onto Dick tightly as they entered the cave, feeling he was nearing his limit. Wally quickly brought Dick to the couch, pulling him into his lap and holding him. Dick had no objection; he merely snuggled into Wally. Wally could feel tension just melting from his body.

Batman, being forced by the rest of the team, came into the living room to see Wally on the couch, crying and holding a boy in a very familiar costume. Any care he had disappeared, because this was his son. He knelt down by the couch, noticing with a jolt of worry that Dick had bandages wrapped around his arm.

"Robin." Bruce whispered breathlessly, cupping Dick's face. Dick whimpered and leapt onto Bruce, the tears kick-started. Bruce wrapped around his little bird, tears falling from his own eyes. "Never do that again." "I'll try. I'm sorry, Tati." Tati. It seemed like forever since Bruce had heard this small voice call him Tati. "It's alright, son. I'm not mad. I love you, Dick." "I love you, Bruce."