A secret Decoded

The past few years

Dick's P_O_V

"Let's see, where to start?" I asked myself, and then looking back I found the perfect place to start my story. "after leaving the team, I went back to Gotham and started helping Batman again, it was just like before, except, I couldn't get any of you off of my mind, I started making mistakes, they were little ones, but they were still mistakes. after awhile Batman decided I should get over it, so he decided it was time we had a nice little talk."

'the Talk, four years ago':

"you wanted to talk to me?" I asked as I came into Bruce's office, being the fifteen year old I was, I could only come up with back reasons for my adopted father to want to talk to me alone, and I dearly hoped it wasn't because of that fight I got into at school. Bruce was sitting behind his desk, looking at a file, the name of the file was in a weird language, but I knew it had something to do with Wayne industries.

"take a seat Richard." I gulped as I did as he said, if Bruce was using my full name, it meant I was in trouble. Bruce put the file down and looked at me, and I was surprised to see no anger in his eyes. "Richard, you need to move on, forget about the team."

"I know Bruce, but I can't, every-time I close my eye's I see them there, and I remember every lie they told me. how am I supposed to forget them?" I asked, I hadn't even realised that I was crying until Bruce stood up and came around the desk to wrap his arms around me. I was fifteen, but I didn't mind when my father pulled me onto his lap and just hugged me, letting me get my tear's out, and knowing that I just needed to cry.

"when we first made the Justice League, I didn't trust any of the other members, and I kept to myself, even more than I do now. Clark knew about my past, so when a mission came up that involved the man that trained, then betrayed me. Clark managed to convince the others not to tell me, they lied to me for a couple months and they finally managed to get the man, when I confronted them, told them I knew why they had lied to me, and that if they wanted me to trust them, they had to trust me to know when I couldn't go on a mission, we agreed never to keep someone out of a mission unless it was necessary for their survival. this could be like that, they could have decided that there was a mission that you couldn't handle, and lied to protect you."

"I guess you're right, but it will take time to forgive." I said, and from the small smile he gave me, I knew that was all he wanted to hear.

end of 'The Talk'

"besides that, its just been some nightwing stuff." I told them, and then smile and turned to Kaldur. "your turn."

I knew that I was making it so the team couldn't ask me any questions, but I needed them to not ask them, so they didn't discover that I had only told about the talk, and not about the last four years of my life. now on to Kaldur's story.

Kaldur's P_O_V

I looked around at the faces of my former teammates as I decided how to begin the tail, of the past four years of my life. Looking around at their faces, I studied them all. Wally's hair had gotten longer since last I saw him, and his eyes seemed to be bluer than when he was younger, I could see the regret in his eyes, but I also saw the love and joy there, Wally was happy to once more be in the presence of his adopted family. Artemis' hair was down to her but, and her eyes were still a piercing green, in the green I would make out only one emotion, joy. Artemis was happy that her husband was happy. Conner's hair was still cut short, and his UN-humanly blue eyes were still as secretive as ever, allowing me no insight as to how he felt about this entire meeting. Dick had changed a lot, his hair was still the same length, and I knew that his eyes would still be just as secretive, just like Conner's. But Dick's body had filled out and under his suit you could clearly make out each and every muscle. His suit had changed when he became Nightwing, but you could still tell that he was Robin, at least, you could if you were once family to him. M'gann was still the exact same, just a little older, and I could see in her eyes that she was overjoyed by us all being together again.