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“Tell me again, why did you send him to Spyral?“ Clark wanted to know, stressing every word. Bruce had no satisfying answer to his question as their eyes remained locked on Apollo and Midnighter.
How had it come to this?
Midnighter pulled Dick into a one-armed hug, Apollo regarding both of them with a smile, and they returned it, pure love radiating from them.
Clark's face turned grim.
Dick was theirs.
They wouldn't give him up without a fight.
Not even, no especially not, to the two people who were so similar to them. They could search for their own Richard Grayson.