Part Five : Chapter Six

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You guys all have permission to come to my house and murder me for taking so long to update. I never really got back on track, and I'm still not now, but the story must go on so here it is! (Also of your comment has been reported, it wasn't me; I don't care if you curse in the comments.)

Damian opened his eyes slowly and was suddenly hit with a wave of pain in his head.

Wha- Wait- Jon!

He burst up only to be pushed back down by Tim.

"Damian, Damian, calm down!" Tim sad. "Getting up too suddenly will only do more damage!"

Damian pushed Tim off of him and groaned. "Where's Jon?" He asked.

"He flew off," Conner said, walking over.

"Yeah," Tim said, "and he said something about meeting him at the Fortress of Attitude, whatever that is..."

Damian frantically got up on his feet. "I'm going."

"Damian, wait!" Tim grabbed his arm before he could leave but Damian grabbed his grappling hook from his belt and knocked him over with a swift kick.

"I'm going." With that he stomped out of the warehouse and swung into the city.

"That's two kids we've lost in an hour," Connor pointed out. Tim groaned and rubbed his shin.

"They're hardly kids anymore..."

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Damian finally arrived at the FOA. He pulled the pod into one of the ports and climbed out, quickly recollecting himself.

"Jon?" He yelled, hoping his partner would hear him. He ran around frantically. "Jon? Jon!?"

Suddenly he came across a note on a table. He slowly picked it up.

Damion,

Lately, I've been feeling like we've lost our dynamic. Since I started high school, things have been different for me, so I guess it's my fault, but I feel like you haven't noticed or cared.

I'm not saying that this is your fault or that I'm upset with you or anything, just that I'm not in a good place right now. I need some time to figure it out... I don't know how long. I'll let you know.

I won't be coming to Gotham for patrol anymore, and I don't expect you to come out to Metropolis. I'm really sorry. Tell all of your animals I love them, and the Titans too. You can still contact me but... I guess you know what I mean.

I know this is really sudden and kind of unlike me, but I think it's for the best. Please know that it hurts to write this.

Love,
Jon

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