Oooo, wow, angsty one! *wibbles* But what a great idea!
“Bruce, you can’t!” Dick gasped.
Bruce barely glanced over his shoulder at Dick but the look in his eyes said everything that had never been put into words between them. ‘I love you.’ ‘I’m proud of you.’ ‘Protect them.’ ‘You’ll do a better job raising them than I could have.’
Bruce walked away from them, trusting Dick to restrain Tim and Damian so that they wouldn’t run and stop him. How he could trust Dick not to stop him Dick didn’t know but he did.
Ra’s smiled as Bruce ignored Dick’s sob, Tim’s gasp of horror and Damian’s wail. Dick hauled at both Tim and Damian, dragging them away before any of them could see what happened. They didn’t need to see Bruce, their Bruce, disappearing under Ra’s’ evil.
“No, no, no, no, no, no,” Tim whispered as they ran.
Damian’s sobs were absolutely appropriate for a child his age. Dick carried him because it didn’t look like Damian would be able to run on his own. They escaped from Ra’s’ minions with the sound of triumphant laughter in their ears.
Even if Bruce’s rules said that Batman never killed, Dick knew that he would be back with the entire League to destroy Ra’s for this. One way or the other, he would avenge Bruce, even if it made a mockery of the sacrifice he’d made for his sons.
Gah! ;_; Hope you liked it sweetie!