Bruce returned home from Ethiopia without Jason… the funeral had already been planned, Jason’s body will be shipped to America. Bruce claimed that it was a terrorist attack, and in a way, it was. He lied that he and Jason had been in Ethiopia for Wayne Enterprise business

Dick came back to the manor after the news hit, he would be staying the weekend of Jason’s funeral, and you, well you’ve haven’t really come out of your room after you learned of Jason’s death.

You had been adopted a little over a year ago after you were placed in emergency foster care, you had been elusive but Jason seemed to be the one person you actually opened up to considering you both had parent issues.

The day of the funeral came, Bruce was quiet and rigid as he sat through the sermon, he barely spoke afterwards either. You had since disappeared after the sermon and Bruce figured you went to an empty room wanting to be alone.

Alfred was comforting a crying Dick, he had lost his little brother. Bruce sighed, you needed comfort too. He quickly found where you were hiding and approached you.

“Hey kiddo”