The Live Television News, Gotham City News Broadcasting, Thrown Away Newspapers, Magazines being sold... They all had one important announcement that many worried about because he was a serious man but he did donate his money to charity, out of his free will, not to help his public image. Your father-in-law, Bruce Wayne, had gone missing which meant there was no Batman. Terror came across the streets but The BatFamily and their allies were helping Bruce take care of Gotham and its nasty sides, you helped out too.

All of the BatKid's decided to make a rescue mission for Bruce since it's been a month and two weeks now, but they didn't want to include Dick because they didn't want him to be ordering them around them around different areas.

When the packet came in the mailbox and Dick was still at work, you had read it but set it aside since your best friend called you to go out and workout with them at the gym. You agreed and forgot to put the package away so when Dick got home he decided to go through the mail. Now, this packet caught his attention and he leaned against the doorway, there were set plans and he grew frustrated that he wasn't named.

When you arrived back home he didn't bother setting it down but flipped through the pages as he clenched down on his jaw, this wasn't fair but he was still going to put himself in this 'Top-Secret' mission. He was the oldest son either way so he had full rights, "Welcome home, love." He sounded sarcastic but he began to walk back and forth as he held up the packet, his tongue clicking on the roof of his mouth.

"What's this? Are we going somewhere?" Dick stood by the couch as he held the packet and watched your every movement with his eyes, his head nodded. "What's in here?" The shift in his voice was noticeable as he was clearly upset and he looked back down at the packet as he opened it to skim through it.