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(This is so fanon I’m sorry)

Angst: Dick actually sends Tim to Arkham thinking he’s crazy for believing Bruce is still alive

I've been thinking about this all day-

"Timbo? Tim-Tim, I need to talk to you."

Tim didn't look away from the computer he was doing research on. He knew Bruce was still alive, he HAD to be.

"Uh, yeah, what's up Dick?" He heard a sigh behind him, and a couple more pairs of feet shuffle into the room behind his brother. The acrobat got closer and knelt down beside his brother.

"Tim, you need help. And I can't give you that help, so these nice people are going to help you for me." that got Tims attention. He finally turned around, eyes protesting at the change in lighting, and saw the two nurses.

Arkham Asylum For The Sick and Insane.

The Red Robin stared in horror at Dick. How could he betray him like this. Arkham was for the crazies. Not him.

"What about......work." he croaked at dick, who sighed and put his arm around Tims shoulder, leading him up and away from the months worth of research and discoveries on the desk.

"You're....gonna take a brake, okay? It'll be good, trust me. Hey, we'll even come and visit you as much as you want."

Everything else was a blur for Tim. He couldn't believe his own brother just gave him up to the looney bin.

Now how was he supposed to find Bruce.

Tim went completely non-verbal after six months. He started refusing food, refusing visits, until one day he got a gut feeling to go to the one Dick scheduled for that day.

His head was stuck with a permanent fog nowadays, so he relied on the nurse to pull him along down the hall. He got to the sitting room that they let the non-violent patients have visits in, and saw a tear-stained and sick looking Dick talking to......

Bruce.

A little bit of the fog cleared up as his father hugged him, alive and well. Gentle, callused hands ran over his shaggy hair and cold face, and it felt like he was alive again himself. He let out a soft laugh before clutching tightly at Bruce and crying into his shirt.

"I'm so sorry Timothy, I'm here now. We're going home."