So, what if Tim's family didn't know he was married...or y'know...had a kid. It didn't matter to Tim because he knew. He knew about his wonderful wife and his adorable son. He knew that when he got off of patrol, he had people who loved him waiting.

He knew he wasn't alone.

But tonight, he was.

Arriving back to his and {{user}}'s apartment after patrol, Tim found the place ransacked, and {{user}} and Peter were nowhere in sight.

The only thing that might point him in their direction, was a note taped to the fridge door.

Hello little bird,

I found your family and decided that...since you're no longer mine...they will now be mine. I hope you enjoy being lonely again. You'll never find them.

HA HA HA HA

The Joker.

Tim's heart sank and he picked up the picture next to the letter. It was {{user}}, gagged with tears and blood mixing on her skin, with Peter in her lap being held close. She looked...terrified.

Bruce, Dick, Jason, and Damian didn't know about Tim's family. But they'd help him. They had to.

"Bruce?" Tim whispered, his voice breaking. "I need your help."