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Half-Lives Chapter 3

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Danny’s phone pinged.

He’d just gotten out of another shower. He’d woken up like a thing rising from the dead, (heh) as the air in the apartment started warming back up to intolerable levels from what had theoretically been a slightly cooler temperature in the early morning. Too bad he hadn’t been up to enjoy it. Maybe he should be nocturnal.

Cooler or not, (which was still up for debate, Danny didn't have a thermometer) it had still been miserably humid. If anything, it was more humid than it had been last night. Danny had woken up feeling like he’d slept in a sauna. So he’d peeled off the clothes he’d slept in, grabbed a new pair, and stumbled into the shower to cool off and get the feeling of Damp Gotham Morning off his skin. It had almost worked.

Then, as he was headed vaguely in the direction of the kitchen, wrestling into his shirt, his phone pinged.

Danny’s phone was not supposed to do that.

The only people who knew this number were his friends and Jazz, and they knew better than to contact him unless there was an emergency.

So Danny flailed, half in half out of his shirt, and very nearly tripped over a chair as he scrambled for the table in his rush to pick the phone up. He fumbled it for a moment, heart in his throat, and opened the message from the… unfamiliar number?

He stood there for a second blinking dumbly at the screen, because Tucker had said the phone should filter out most spam calls or texts. But this didn't look like spam. It was a greeting?

?: Morning Danny! This is Jason

The phone pinged again.

He almost dropped it.

?: talked to some businesses in the neighborhood, a few of them might be looking for help

Ah, wait, that sounded familiar?

PING!

?: here’s some places you might be able to check out, hope that helps a bit

It was followed by several addresses and links to what looked like small businesses in the Bowery and Park Row, and ooooh yeah. Roof guy. Jason. Wow. Danny needed to get some coffee.

He sat down and blinked at the screen a bit more. It took a few seconds, but he managed to focus enough to properly label Jason’s number in his contacts, and then type something back.

D: that looks super helpful actually, thanks!

J: sure!

J: you get any sleep?

D: a bit but its still too damn hot

J: mood yeah

Danny chatted absently with Jason for a bit while he looked up the addresses he’d sent. It felt comfortingly normal, like chatting with Sam and Tucker.

He missed that.

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Half-Lives Chapter 5

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Jason stayed nearby until he was sure the police had the aftermath of the robbery handled, and then got back to his patrol. Within a few minutes he was back on one of his familiar routes through Crime Alley. He wasn’t sure how long he was going to be out tonight though. Jason felt tired. Woryingly so. It wasn’t unusual for him to thoroughly wear himself out on night-time excursions, but he hadn’t done enough today to warrant this level of fatigue. The robbery had been the only thing he’d had to deal with in days, and it hadn’t exactly taken long. He wasn’t finding much else either.  A while into his circuit, Jason had to stop and take a break. He paused on a roof he was relatively confident in the security and privacy of, and partially opened his helmet to take a drink. He took a long pull from the drink flask he carried on his belt, and spent a few minutes watching the sun set over the Gotham skyline. And while he sat, he thought things over. There had been someone, or something, in the CVS. Something invisible. Something that he could… sense? The sensation he had gotten in the store was unlike anything he’d ever felt. He wasn’t quite sure what to compare it to. But, at the same time, it had seemed eerily familiar.

He needed more info. After a few minutes of internal debate, he reluctantly turned on his coms, and keyed into Babs’ line. “Oracle.”  <“Hood?” She sounded surprised. “You aren't usually on coms. What do you need?” “I need some security footage. Robbery at the CVS pharmacy on the corner of Academy and Cross. Not too long ago. About 7:20” <“No problem, one moment.”  Jason finished his bottle of water. <“Found it. Are you looking for anything in particular?” He hesitated. If he made a big deal out of this, Bats would almost definitely stick his nose in it. Especially if he thought there was a meta involved. “Not necessarily. I noticed something odd, and I want to do some followup.” <“Yeah, all right. I’ll send the files over in a bit” The break had helped a bit. Reluctantly, Jason dragged himself back upright and got back to his route. A few minutes later though, Babs contacted him again. <“Hood, there might be a problem.” “What is it?” <“The video’s corrupted.” “What? How? How much? What times does it cover?” <“There’s some static and interference starting about half an hour before the robbery, but most of it’s still viable. But everything from a few seconds after you entered until the Cops started getting the perps into the cars is heavily corrupted. I might be able to recover some of it, but a few parts look like they’re beyond saving. Jason swore quietly under his breath. “Try processing it and send me whatever you can.” <“Will do. It’ll be a while though.” “Thanks.” Jason sighed off the line, but kept his coms on. Babs would call him if she got something. Read the rest on Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48120073

Half-Lives, Chapter 7

Half-Lives, Chapter 8

Half-Lives Chapter 9

Half-Lives chapter 10

Half-Lives, Chapter 11

Jason felt great. Better than he had in a long time actually. He’d started patrol early again, and made stops to check on some of his people in the area. Street level crime seemed to have picked back up a bit with the cooling weather, but the gangs were still laying relatively low, and he hadn’t encountered any major trouble so far. He’d managed to stop a few muggings, checked in on a gang of street kids he’d been keeping an eye on, and gotten a report from one of his lieutenants. The operations he’d been overseeing were all running smoothly, and the Black mask idiots hadn’t shown their faces on his turf in a while. There had apparently been a few sightings of Signal close to Crime Alley in the last few days though. Duke had been hanging around more than usual. That irritated him, but it was better than having Bruce breathing down his neck. He might have to go loom intimidatingly on a nice, visible rooftop somewhere though. 

Duke would be able to see him from halfway across the city. Jason was sure he’d get the message. 

Half lives, chapter 12

Half-Lives, chapter 13

For all its flaws, and there were many, many flaws, Gotham actually had decent road maintenance. 

Oh there were plenty of areas of the city where the roads were shit. The areas where the rich people lived were always given first priority, and nobody in city planning really gave a fuck about Crime alley or the Bowery, but large sections of the city road network were reasonably well maintained. Bludhaven’s were not. So Jason always had to be careful when he brought his bike over this way, lest he ram into one of the bottomless potholes that littered the cracked pavement. It was even worse with a passenger, and he didn’t want to rattle Danny around too much. The actual road to the Zoo itself was halfway decent, mainly because it was on the outskirts of Gotham rather than in Bludhaven proper. But the side trip he had planned for later would be rough. 

Still, he managed to get to the Zoo’s parking lot without rattling himself or his passenger halfway back to death, and found a decent parking spot that wasn’t too far from the entrance. It was also close enough to the toll-booth that no one should be tempted to try stealing it. Not that they could, his baby’s security was way too good for that. “So, where should we head first?” Jason asked as they walked towards the entrance. 

“Eh, I don’t have a preference. I would like to tour the walk-in aviary at some point though.” Danny replied. “That’s about halfway through the main loop. Let’s just pick a direction and walk.” 

“Sounds good.”

Jason paid for admittance as they went through the check-in. Almost immediately, something seemed to catch Danny’s eye. There was a big, open enclosure full of flamingos near the entry, and Jason saw Danny perk up when he noticed them. Looked like they’d be going that way to start. “You like birds, huh?” “Eh, sort of? I haven't gotten the chance to see many of the ones the pamphlet says they have here.” He leaned on the railing, and watched as a pair of the enormous birds wandered by. “Amity actually did have a zoo, but they had a lot of temporary exhibits. For some reason they never had many birds.” “I thought Amity was a smallish town? How’d they get a zoo?” Danny chuckled. “I, uh, think that might have been Sam’s fault.” “Your friend? How does that work?”  “Sam’s parent’s were kinda rich, and Sam was big into conservation and endangered species. I think her parents funded the place.” He scoffed. “Not that she really liked it. She wasn’t a fan of keeping animals in captivity, and kept complaining about their living conditions.” “Huh.” Jason watched as a flamingo wandered close to Danny, eyeing him over the top of the fence. Jason had stayed a healthy distance back from the enclosure. 

Animals didn’t tend to like him much. He’d wondered briefly on the way here if that was because of the ghost thing, but Danny seemed to be doing fine. It was probably because of the pits. “Wait a minute.” Jason thought back to something he’d heard from Babs the other day. “Wasn’t there something about Amity Park and endangered Gorillas?” To his surprise, Danny… groaned. Loudly. “God, don’t remind me.” He rubbed a hand down his face, seeming to forget about the bird for a moment as it wandered off. “Why? What’s the matter?” “Uhg. Bad memories. Amity hosted one of the two Purple-backed gorillas that was alive at the time for a bit. There was… a thing. That happened.” Oh, Oh yeah, Jason was remembering more of the conversation now. “Don’t you have your name on a research paper about them? It was like the only bit of scientific literature the family could find.” Danny’s head thumped into the wooden rail on the fence. “Yeah, yeah. Figures that would make it out.” “Hmm.” Jason wondered if he should have picked another destination for the day. “I think there’s currently a Purple-back gorilla exhibit here, at this zoo. Should we avoid that?” He asked. “You're kidding.” Danny looked flatly at Jason out of the corner of his eye. “Oh, you’re not kidding. Damn.” He sighed. “It’s fine. We may as well go see them, and we just got here, I’m not about to leave now.” He began to walk down the path towards the next exhibit. “Just so long as I don’t end up spending the whole night watching them, or getting attacked by a ghost who wants to skin me.” Jason stood staring after him for a second, trying to process that. “Skin you? Danny? Danny?! What?” He chased after him, determined to get an explanation for that. Read the rest on Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48120073/chapters/123852799

Half-Lives Chapter 14

Jason was going to get him arrested. 

“WHAT’S GOING ON?!” a voice crackled out from the car’s loudspeaker. Danny could see a head of dark, curly hair over a pair of sunglasses as the window rolled down. Jason, concerningly, had frozen where he’d stood, one hand raised and poised to throw an egg. As Danny watched with mounting dread, he turned, slowly, to face the police car. 

“Hello Dick!” He called out in a mocking voice.

The egg was still being held threateningly in the air.

“THAT’S OFFICER GRAYSON TO YOU!”

“Oh, I’m so sorry. Officer Dick!”

Half-Lives, Chapter 15

Half-Lives: Chapter 16

“How much do you want me to tell him?” The question startled Danny out of his spiraling thoughts. Jason must have seen the confusion on his face. “About the ghost thing. And… how you fit into it.” “Ah.” Danny hadn’t been putting much thought into it. They’d gone back to get the bike, and then headed back to the safehouse that Jason had taken them to earlier. Nightwing, who had looked just about on the edge of panic for a few moments, back on the roof with Jason’s eyes glowing green, had agreed to meet them here. Danny was pretty sure he was already inside. He’d seemed reluctant to leave them, especially when Danny had insisted on riding with Jason. Danny wondered if Jason's brother thought he was a danger to him, or that he was in danger, riding along with him alone. Jason’s initial reaction to the concept of ectoplasm hadn’t been great, considering his exposure to the corrupted stuff. Now it looked like his brother was going to have a similar one. Danny took a deep breath. “I… shit.” He was at a loss about where to start. He was still reluctant to share information about himself with Gotham’s vigilantes. (or Bludhaven’s) Jason was different. Half of the stuff Danny was worried about also applied to Jason, so it wasn’t like he’d be able to turn him in to the government if things had gone south. This was Jason’s brother though. And he was clearly worried about him. They had to tell him something. “He’s your brother, and it’s your condition he’s worried about. You can tell him whatever you feel like you need too.” Danny finally replied. “This concerns you too.” Jason’s tone was quiet, but firm. “... We should tell him the basics about ghosts, and the difference between Lazarus water and ectoplasm. I… I want to make sure that gets cleared up.” “Right.” Jason looked up at the building for a moment, and then headed towards the stairs.  ------------------------------ Read the reast on Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48120073/chapters/125978977

Half-Lives, Chapter 18

Got another chapter wrestled out of my ADHD folks! The story lives on! Or maybe came back from the dead.

Congrats Jason, you just became a dad and got a boyfriend in the same day.

Not even Bruce could achieve that.

Someone is stealing Jason's Hoodies

Which like, fine. Alright. He gets it; with as many siblings as he has, it's impossible to track who takes what.

But someone stole his favorite hoodie.

Cass had given it to him.

It was perfect and comfy and soft and someone was gonna pay.

A quick message to the group chat was the only warning the culprit was gonna get as he checked his security cameras.

Except that isn't Tim. Or Damian. Or Dick, or Steph, or Cass, or Duke, or even Bruce.

It's a little girl.

She can't be older than six, she's got white hair, she floats, and...

...Lazarus Green eyes.

He watches her phase through his ceiling, and considers. He'd assumed it was rodents he was hearing, but...

Jason creeps up the stairs and gets to the door as quietly as he can, opting to listen before barging in.

There's a little girl's voice on the other side, desperately cheerful in a way that only those on the verge of grieving can be.

"-And you'll be okay, and you'll be safe, cuz I'm making the best nest for you ever, Danny you're gonna be so impressed, and you're gonna wake up any day now and I won't be alone anymore!"

Shit.

Fuck.

Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit-

Jason knocks lightly on the door.

"Don't run," he calls out, "I'm here to help. What do you need?"

Au where Jason Todd is sacrificed to the King of the Infinite Realms and, upon realizing Danny isnt actually interested in human sacrifice nonsense, immediately shoots his shot

Like this man has been reading romance novels for as long as he can remember and he absolutely refuses to let this set up go to waste. He has a strange new world, a kind but powerful king, a castle, and big ass fucking library right there.

Too bad his family didn’t get the memo and reverse summoned him back too early.

———

Jason: *finally seduced Danny and is about to initiate the “frantic sex after weeks of pining” portion of the plot*

Jason: *is summoned back*

Jason: *has hickies all over his neck, claw marks down his back, unzipped pants, and no belt*

Jason: …

Jason: I hate all of you, you cockblocking motherfuckers. I had him right there! I could have been his husband. HUSBAND!!!!!

Bruce:

Tim:

Dick: …looks like you’ve been having a better few weeks than we have.

Damian: Father, I believe this is sufficient proof for removing Todd from the family.

Jason: IF YOU FUCKING WAITED I COULD HAVE HAD A DIFFERENT ONE

Tim: sorry that we worried about you being at the mercy of an all powerful ruler of the dead???

Jason: *sighs with heart eyes* god I fucking wish. His eyes are so pretty when he’s angry 💕