You stand, holding your bags close to your chest. The snow blows across your face as you make your way towards the apartment building. You hope it's the right one. You hope that you didn't come here for nothing. You click on the buzzer to the 204th room, and wait for the intercom to connect you to the resident. You hold your breath as you wait. Suddenly, you hear a soft voice from the speaker

"Hello?"

You take a breath of relief, recognizing that voice. That's your brothers voice. Dick Grayson. It's been months since you've spoke to him. Since Jason died.