Pairings/Characters: (this chapter): Ollie/Dinah (Ollie does not appear in this chapter), Clark/Bruce (Clark does not appear in this chapter), Melody, Dick
Series Notes: In the 23rd century, Earth is a technologically-advanced society that practices the ancient institution of slavery. A Great Trial crashes down upon the House Of Wayne. Can Bruce and Clark’s relationship survive? Will the Family’s strength be enough to see them through this time of Fear and Darkness? The entire series can be found here.
Genres: AU, Drama, Slavefic
Rating: (this chapter): PG-13
Summary: Reinforcements arrive at Wayne Manor.
Date Of Completion (First Draft): October 12, 2008
Date Of Posting: September 20, 2009
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 570
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
In the darkest hour.
Sir Cedric Hawk
Explorer & Adventurer
“Hello, Bruce.” Dinah stood on the front porch as the February winds blew her hair. Melody stood beside her, brown eyes solemn.
“Uh, come in.”
Dinah and Melody entered the foyer, Bruce closing the front door.
“You answering the front door now?”
“I was passing by and Alfred’s out in the garden.” He glanced at the taxi outside. “You better send him away. It’s expensive to keep the meter running.”
“I don’t want to invite myself here.”
Dick appeared, sad face lighting up at the sight of the visitors.
“Dick, my sweet, will you help Melody with the luggage? Oh, and pay the cabbie,” Dinah said, handing Dick money.
Dick and Melody went out to the taxi. Dinah laid a hand on Bruce’s arm.
“Shouldn’t we help them?” he asked.
“Melody and I traveled light.” Blue eyes were sympathetic. “Ollie and Roy will be along, but they’re tracking down leads.” At Bruce’s hopeful look she said, “Ollie thinks the slave-stealing ring operating in Star City might have some answers.”
She saw the fear in Bruce’s eyes and carefully restrained her pity. She hoped that Clark would be found quickly, not wishing to dwell on what could be happening to him right now.
And the longer he was missing, the less likely he would be found.
“Thank you for coming, Dinah.”
Dinah nodded. The children came in with the baggage and Bruce said, “The same guest rooms, Dick.”
The children brought the suitcases up the stairs, Bruce and Dinah heading for the library.
“What have you got?” Dinah asked.
“Not much.” Bruce paced up-and-down, his tightly-coiled movements no surprise. Dark circles shadowed his eyes. Dinah doubted that he’d slept since the kidnapping yesterday.
She refused to call it a robbery. Despite society’s view, she considered slaves to be people.
“We might have a lead connected to a slave smuggling ring. Robin and I will be following that up tonight.”
“Need some help?”
Bruce nodded, folding his arms. He stopped by the windows, staring out at the sea.
“We’ll find him, Bruce.”
“We have to,” Bruce said softly.
Dinah shivered at the desperation she heard in his voice.
Upstairs, Dick and Melody put the luggage in the guest rooms.
“Thanks for coming, Melody.”
Melody unpacked her Mistress’ clothes. “Glad to. When we heard the news, Mistress Dinah and Master Ollie knew what they had to do. We have to find Clark.”
Dick’s stomach clenched. He was worried sick over Clark. He knew what slavers did. Bruce and Clark might think him an innocent, but circus life was far from conventional. Traveling from town to town, he had seen things that had taught him early on that the world was a dangerous place for the manacled.
He watched Melody go about her tasks, the faint scars on her arms a mark of her past.
She would know even more horrors.
Melody smiled. “Getting better as Speedy everyday.”
“Yeah, I’ve seen the news reports. He’s a good addition to the team.”
She nodded. “He’s a really excellent archer. He’s been teaching me some tricks.”
Dick laughed. “Figures.” His smile faded. “I hope we find Clark soon.”
Melody’s eyes were grave. “He faces…bad things, Dick.”
Their eyes met with sad knowledge.