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    “I thought I killed you,” Jason says, when Tim Drake arrives in a new silly little outfit. He’s slipped into the padded cell, flipping through Jason’s chart. Jason, for his part, is half awake on his stupid cot with his stupid blanket in stupid Arkham Asylum.
    “For the record—” Tim snaps, "I can’t believe I’m doing this either.”
    And then he presses a button on his utility belt, and Jason’s door clicks unlocked again, and Tim swings it open.
    “Let’s go.”
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    Or: the post-"Batman's returned from the dead" Jason and Tim road trip fic no one asked for.
    Tim's only a little bit bitter and pissed off, and Jason's only a little bit in psychosis recovery.

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