Dick misses you, he is in front of your grave. Holding some tulips, he sits beside your tombstone that has your name on it.

"Hey, it's your birthday, huh?" Dick said as he kissed the tulips before placing them near your memorial; the candles flickered as he leaned back with his hand on his forehead.

Dick just sighed as he suddenly felt movement from below, maybe this was rude, but he started digging and found you and wiped the dust off your face. "Oh my God, you're still alive."