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    "Alright, asshole," says Jason and plunks a folder down directly on the keyboard of Tim's laptop. "I'm calling in that IOU."

    Tim doesn't startle, not visibly. But all at once there's a batarang in his hand, the blade gleaming sharp. It takes him a second to register who the intruder actually is before he gives Jason a lingering, suspicious sidelong glance and tucks it away again.

    "What IOU?" says Tim. "And how'd you get in here?"

    He looks like shit, frankly. There are dark smudges under his eyes, and he's lost weight since Jason's seen him last. From the coffee cups scattered around the desk, it's probably even odds that he's on at least 24 hours without sleep.

    "I work in mysterious ways," declares Jason. "By which I mean your window's open. You get kind of careless when you haven't slept, Timbo."

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    30 May 2026

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    Tim and Jason find an unexpected point of connection after Tim’s stint with the League when he was looking for proof that Bruce was alive.

    They weren't the kind of brothers to get matching tattoos on purpose, but sometimes life has other plans.

     

    Now with second part! In which Bruce finds out about Tim's tattoo. And a few other things.

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    12 May 2026

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    After a kidnapping, Tim ends up stranded in the middle of the desert with a sprained ankle, no signal, and no gear. Oh, and his rescuer.

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    07 Apr 2026

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    “You were hurt.”

    “I could have been faking that.”

    “Why would he assume that you were—?”

    "I did." Tim looks up at Bruce, then down again, he can’t hold the heavy eyes. He sucks in a sharp breath, exhales, wheezy and unhappy. He’s too exhausted to run around this, he just wants to lay down and go back to sleep. “When I was nine, I faked being sick, so they wouldn’t leave."

     

    AKA: Jack Drake doesn't take Tim at his word about being sick anymore, which isn't normally a problem. Until Tim gets poisoned.

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    Dick sounded amused. “You didn’t tell me you were coming.”

    “You should have known.”

    “Oh, I’m sorry. My latent psychic abilities haven’t kicked in yet,” Dick said. Then, as if the possibility was just occurring to him: “You told someone you were coming, right?”

    Tim made a noise, vague enough for Dick to interpret however he wanted.

    “Hey,” the next tug on the blanket was sharper, as was Dick’s voice. When he got the blanket down enough to see Tim’s face, he raised an eyebrow, repeating, “You told someone you were coming, right?”

    Or: Tim and Bruce have a fight. Tim does the only logical thing and goes to Dick about it.

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    14 Jan 2026