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Coming Home by Smitty (PG)
Fandom: DC COMICS
Pairing: Dick Grayson/Barbara Gordon (aka Nightwing/Oracle), although romance is not the focus of the story
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
smittywing
Author Website: Smittyworld
Why this must be read:
Because once you've read this story, you'll be dead from cute and you'll like it. This is a story about what makes a family, even in the mixed-up world inhabited by superheroes, and I can't recommend it enough. The characters are spot-on perfect and the story mixes humor, drama, and love in equal doses.
It's the first story in a fabulous series known as the Potatoverse (just trust me, 'kay?), which includes stories bysmittywing, chicago_h, kiarda, and others. Collect 'em all! (My favorite is the currently unfinished but still fabulous "The Story of Dinah and Bruce." Read it and then beg Smitty to finish it.)
Dick Grayson (Robin I and subsequently Nightwing) is a cop in the town of Bludhaven during the daytime and he encounters a young boy who's lost his entire family. And, well, anybody who knows Dick knows what happens next. But adopting a kid isn't easy for anyone, let alone two superhero-types.
The boy had calmed considerably, and now lay cradled in Dick’s
arms, staring at nothing.
“Hey,” Dick said, nudging him. “We’re going to need your help,
you know. We’re going to take a trip down to Headquarters…we’ll even
run the lights and sirens, if you want.”
A shrug.
Of course, Dick chastised himself. Who cares about lights and
sirens when your world’s just ended? He should know better.
“Scorch took care of you, huh?” Dick asked, more quietly, relieved
he was at least getting a response.
A nod.
“How long did you live out here?” Dick asked, desperate to break
through to the little boy he was sure was still in there, in there
concentrating on keeping him out.
Another shrug.
“Grayson.” His name was a whisper as Filb nudged him and
pressed something in his hand. He opened his fist to find a gold cross in
his palm. Filb must have taken it off the brother.
“Ok, kiddo,” he said, making a decision. He was *not* going to
lose this kid to the streets. His brother was gone but that didn’t have to be
the end of it. “It’s time to get going. You need to wear this and keep it
safe for Scorch,” he told the boy in his lap, fastening the cross around his
neck.
The boy looked it the piece of jewelry and immediately snapped
into focus. “It’s Mommy’s. She gave it to Scorch to keep safe that night.”
Dick didn’t know what night he was talking about, but he knew it
probably had something to do with why the boys were living on the streets
now. Something about that charm was important to the boy, vital to his
existence.
“Now it’s yours,” he told the solemn little boy. “And it’s your job
to keep it safe and help me out.”
“Yes, sir,” he was told with a definitive nod.
Dick was surprised at the sudden change in temperament.
Suddenly the boy was all business and ready to go. Whatever he had
done, Dick decided. It must have been a good thing.
“My name’s Dick,” he said, getting to his feet.
The boy said nothing, but slipped his hand in Dick’s and planted
himself at the officer’s side. Dick squeezed the small hand in his and
hoped for a miracle.
Coming Home
Pairing: Dick Grayson/Barbara Gordon (aka Nightwing/Oracle), although romance is not the focus of the story
Author on LJ:
smittywingAuthor Website: Smittyworld
Why this must be read:
Because once you've read this story, you'll be dead from cute and you'll like it. This is a story about what makes a family, even in the mixed-up world inhabited by superheroes, and I can't recommend it enough. The characters are spot-on perfect and the story mixes humor, drama, and love in equal doses.
It's the first story in a fabulous series known as the Potatoverse (just trust me, 'kay?), which includes stories by
smittywing, chicago_h, kiarda, and others. Collect 'em all! (My favorite is the currently unfinished but still fabulous "The Story of Dinah and Bruce." Read it and then beg Smitty to finish it.)Dick Grayson (Robin I and subsequently Nightwing) is a cop in the town of Bludhaven during the daytime and he encounters a young boy who's lost his entire family. And, well, anybody who knows Dick knows what happens next. But adopting a kid isn't easy for anyone, let alone two superhero-types.
The boy had calmed considerably, and now lay cradled in Dick’s
arms, staring at nothing.
“Hey,” Dick said, nudging him. “We’re going to need your help,
you know. We’re going to take a trip down to Headquarters…we’ll even
run the lights and sirens, if you want.”
A shrug.
Of course, Dick chastised himself. Who cares about lights and
sirens when your world’s just ended? He should know better.
“Scorch took care of you, huh?” Dick asked, more quietly, relieved
he was at least getting a response.
A nod.
“How long did you live out here?” Dick asked, desperate to break
through to the little boy he was sure was still in there, in there
concentrating on keeping him out.
Another shrug.
“Grayson.” His name was a whisper as Filb nudged him and
pressed something in his hand. He opened his fist to find a gold cross in
his palm. Filb must have taken it off the brother.
“Ok, kiddo,” he said, making a decision. He was *not* going to
lose this kid to the streets. His brother was gone but that didn’t have to be
the end of it. “It’s time to get going. You need to wear this and keep it
safe for Scorch,” he told the boy in his lap, fastening the cross around his
neck.
The boy looked it the piece of jewelry and immediately snapped
into focus. “It’s Mommy’s. She gave it to Scorch to keep safe that night.”
Dick didn’t know what night he was talking about, but he knew it
probably had something to do with why the boys were living on the streets
now. Something about that charm was important to the boy, vital to his
existence.
“Now it’s yours,” he told the solemn little boy. “And it’s your job
to keep it safe and help me out.”
“Yes, sir,” he was told with a definitive nod.
Dick was surprised at the sudden change in temperament.
Suddenly the boy was all business and ready to go. Whatever he had
done, Dick decided. It must have been a good thing.
“My name’s Dick,” he said, getting to his feet.
The boy said nothing, but slipped his hand in Dick’s and planted
himself at the officer’s side. Dick squeezed the small hand in his and
hoped for a miracle.
Coming Home
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Awhile ago I got into the Batsverse and went looking for good Dick/Barbara fic fruitlessly.
Thanks
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I read it because I love Dick/Barbara (I once wrote a Dick/Barbara, Bruce/Barbara, with slashy undertones of Bruce/Dick--in the cartoons, Bruce/Barbara is canon).
Anyways, great rec, and please do keep 'em coming!
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(And I promise, I'll also be reccing some excellent slash soon.)
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Thank you, Mara. I am...without words. For once. :)
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