Prompt Post - Part Five [CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS]
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The Manor is starting to feel a bit like home, M'gann muses, floating out of her room and down towards the kitchen. It's a nice feeling.
Only, Mr. Bruce isn't in the kitchen.
Okay. So she checks his bedroom, knocking, then opening the door slowly. But he's not there, nor is he in the gym, or in the garden. “Guys!” she calls out. “Guys, where is he?”
Wally covers the entire estate in seconds. “Don't see him!”
“Here,” Artemis says. “The dining room.”
They're all there in seconds, but Bruce isn't. Instead, Artemis brandishes a note at them.
I've taught you all I can. Thank you for listening, and for trying to help.
I'll see you all again sometime.
“We failed,” Megan says dumbly. “He's gone.”
There is silence.
“What'd we miss, dammit!” Wally cries out. “He was doing fine!”
“We don't know that,” Kaldur realizes. “He always talked about things, not about himself. I have no idea what he was thinking.”
“He taught us all he could?” Artemis says. “When did that happen? I didn't notice any teaching going on!”
Kaldur sighs and says, “We have to report this.”
No one envies him the task, and Superman shows up a few minutes later.
He reads the note, then crumples it in one fist. “Dammit, Bruce!” he hisses. “What were you thinking?!”
“We lost him,” Superboy says, out of the blue. “He made us see him as a person, not a victim. He made us lose him.”
There is no answer to that.
So they go back to Mount Justice, and it seems much quieter than normal. Artemis starts to feel confined, missing the long walks outside, and Megan spends a great deal of time in the kitchen, using all the skills she's picked up recently. Superboy spends a lot of time in the training room, but he remembers to rest, and to drink lots of water. Wally doesn't smile, because he realizes a fake smile would do no good in this situation. Kaldur sets a goal, makes a plan, and brings the team together again.
“Guys,” he says. “I'm worried about Robin.” He's hoping that bonding over a common cause can bring them back together.
“I haven't seen either Batman or Robin since before the attack,” Wally muses.
Artemis shivers. “There's stories on the streets,” she says. “Batman's out for blood and vengeance, and the gossip is that it's because Robin's dead.”
“I don't believe it,” M'gann whispers, but she feels the horrible thread of doubt in her gut, because it makes so much sense.
“Let's ask Black Canary?” Superboy suggests.
They do so. She sits them all down, clasps her hands before her, and when she tells them that yes, Robin is dead, somehow none of them are surprised.
Later, they curl up in front of one of the couches, piling on each other and sharing sorrows and memories.
“S'not fair,” Wally says, wobbly, tired, and all cried out.
“We didn't say goodbye,” M'gann adds, laying her head on Kaldur's arm.
Superboy says quietly, “We never knew his name.”
“We'll remember him as Robin,” Artemis says firmly.
Megan adds, “And we'll remember Mr. Bruce, too.”
“Always,” Kaldur says. The goal was achieved, without too much deviation from the plan, but then, it'd been a good plan.
He can't help thinking that Bruce would approve.
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Sorry for the rant. I loved everything about this fic except this particular ending. :|
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