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That&rsquo;s what Bruce and Dick told Tim. And maybe it&rsquo;s true. Just not in the way they think it is.&nbsp; [[MORE]] Bruce noticed first. That was something that didn&rsquo;t surprise Tim. Bruce always noticed when you didn&rsquo;t follow his instructions to the letter. Beyond that he didn&rsquo;t appear to pay much attention to what Tim did in his down time. But he loomed now over Tim while Tim sat cross legged on his bed in full nest mode with his laptop, headphones, and an assortment of items strewn about him. Tim had been careful about which files he was accessing and had tunneled into the network remotely using a ghost shell he&rsquo;d developed himself. It was nearly untraceable. Bruce might have found him in the network. A more reasonable assumption was that Bruce had a hunch that Tim wasn&rsquo;t following his explicit orders by way of some extra sense Timothy did not possess and was here to verify said hunch. &ldquo;I told you to stay out of it, Tim.&rdquo; Yes. Bruce was in full loom mode. Tim slid his headphones off his ears and let them dangle around his neck, He looked up. Bruce&rsquo;s face was shuttered. No surprise. &ldquo;I haven&rsquo;t engaged him Bruce. I&rsquo;m just looking over some of the case files you and Dick submitted from your run ins with Ja-&rdquo; Bruce&rsquo;s shuttered expression took on a sterner note. &ldquo;I asked you to stay out of it and I meant completely, Tim.&rdquo; Tim felt a familiar swell of indignation in his chest. Bruce was stubborn. Unrealistically so. Tim flicked a few programs closed on his computer and did his ample best to keep a neutral expression on his face. &ldquo;But I&rsquo;ve been compiling evidence and I think I know what&rsquo;s wrong with him. Or at least enough to follow a few leads. If we understand it, maybe we can-&rdquo; &ldquo;We can&rsquo;t.&rdquo; The Batman Voice. &ldquo;I am completely aware of the nature of Jason&rsquo;s trauma Tim. If your research is accurate, then you too know there is no cure for something like this.&rdquo; Tim crossed his arms over his chest. Sometimes being a good Robin, being a good partner to Bruce meant standing your ground. &ldquo;I know you want to keep me out of this Bruce, but if this is what we&rsquo;re dealing with you should already know that you and Dick- you can&rsquo;t do anything about it without making it worse. I have a better chance of containing the situation.&rdquo; When no interruption was forthcoming, Tim went on. &ldquo;Jason never knew me. He doesn&rsquo;t see me as a threat. From our conversation there&rsquo;s a chance he sees me as a victim. I can use that to bring him back. I can use it to contain him and possibly rehabilitate him.&rdquo; Bruce didn&rsquo;t seem convinced. &ldquo;If you attempt to tell him the truth Tim, you could make it all that much worse.&rdquo; Tim scrubbed two hands through his hair. He&rsquo;d come to the same realization. If he allied himself with Bruce and Dick and attempted to refute something that Jason believed so wholeheartedly, he&rsquo;d turn the man into an enemy right away. And then there would be no chance. &ldquo;That&rsquo;s why I need to come up with a very, very convincing lie.&rdquo; ______ Notes:&nbsp;It&amp;#8217;s random AU day today because I can&amp;#8217;t focus enough to lay down some wordage on the actual stories I have going. I wouldn&amp;#8217;t be surprised if I came out of today with like four random AUs. If you want to prompt something from me today would be the day to do it. Also, wow. There&amp;#8217;s been a ton of good mojo and comments about the first part of this AU. Thank you guys so much. ;o; storiesintheashes; It is indeed Capgras syndrome that poor Jason suffers from. 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Fissure
Title: Fissure

Pairing: Tim/Jason

Rating: PG13

Part 1 . 2

Summary: Jason is crazy. That’s what Bruce and Dick told Tim. And maybe it’s true. Just not in the way they think it is. 

Bruce noticed first. That was something that didn’t surprise Tim.

Bruce always noticed when you didn’t follow his instructions to the letter. Beyond that he didn’t appear to pay much attention to what Tim did in his down time.

But he loomed now over Tim while Tim sat cross legged on his bed in full nest mode with his laptop, headphones, and an assortment of items strewn about him.

Tim had been careful about which files he was accessing and had tunneled into the network remotely using a ghost shell he’d developed himself. It was nearly untraceable. Bruce might have found him in the network. A more reasonable assumption was that Bruce had a hunch that Tim wasn’t following his explicit orders by way of some extra sense Timothy did not possess and was here to verify said hunch.

“I told you to stay out of it, Tim.”

Yes. Bruce was in full loom mode.

Tim slid his headphones off his ears and let them dangle around his neck, He looked up. Bruce’s face was shuttered. No surprise.

“I haven’t engaged him Bruce. I’m just looking over some of the case files you and Dick submitted from your run ins with Ja-”

Bruce’s shuttered expression took on a sterner note. “I asked you to stay out of it and I meant completely, Tim.”

Tim felt a familiar swell of indignation in his chest. Bruce was stubborn. Unrealistically so. Tim flicked a few programs closed on his computer and did his ample best to keep a neutral expression on his face.

“But I’ve been compiling evidence and I think I know what’s wrong with him. Or at least enough to follow a few leads. If we understand it, maybe we can-”

“We can’t.” The Batman Voice. “I am completely aware of the nature of Jason’s trauma Tim. If your research is accurate, then you too know there is no cure for something like this.”

Tim crossed his arms over his chest. Sometimes being a good Robin, being a good partner to Bruce meant standing your ground. “I know you want to keep me out of this Bruce, but if this is what we’re dealing with you should already know that you and Dick- you can’t do anything about it without making it worse. I have a better chance of containing the situation.”

When no interruption was forthcoming, Tim went on.

“Jason never knew me. He doesn’t see me as a threat. From our conversation there’s a chance he sees me as a victim. I can use that to bring him back. I can use it to contain him and possibly rehabilitate him.”

Bruce didn’t seem convinced. “If you attempt to tell him the truth Tim, you could make it all that much worse.”

Tim scrubbed two hands through his hair. He’d come to the same realization. If he allied himself with Bruce and Dick and attempted to refute something that Jason believed so wholeheartedly, he’d turn the man into an enemy right away. And then there would be no chance.

“That’s why I need to come up with a very, very convincing lie.”

______

Notes: It’s random AU day today because I can’t focus enough to lay down some wordage on the actual stories I have going. I wouldn’t be surprised if I came out of today with like four random AUs. If you want to prompt something from me today would be the day to do it. Also, wow. There’s been a ton of good mojo and comments about the first part of this AU. Thank you guys so much. ;o;

storiesintheashes; It is indeed Capgras syndrome that poor Jason suffers from. I thought it would be an interesting twist to Jason’s regular resurrection story. :V Well spotted~ 

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