Room 507, Wednesday Evening

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After his classes were over, Jason had gone back to his room and fallen asleep, just like yesterday. And just like yesterday, he'd dreamed of his mother.

His last dream had been a happy one, about a time before she'd gotten sick, when his dad was still around and they were a real family. But the latest dream hadn't been nearly as nice. He'd dreamed about one of the days when she'd been so sick that she couldn't even get out of bed, when he'd dropped everything to try to make her better, and ultimately failed. It wasn't a time he liked thinking about at all, and when he woke up, he tried to clear his head and focus on something, anything else.

But his mother seemed to be all he could keep on his mind, especially when he tried to distract himself by writing a message to Bruce about how his classes were going. He wondered what she'd think of his current situation, of training to try to become a superhero's sidekick. It was still pretty unreal, and Jason liked to think she'd be happy about how lucky he'd turned out to be. Imagining her smile did manage to make him feel a little better.

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Tim had Robin plans for later that night, but it was too early for summer patrolling, so he came back to the room and sat down on his bed with his laptop. "How's it going?" he asked Jason.

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Jason was debating whether or not to mention some of his more questionable classes to Bruce when Tim came in. He shrugged, trying to seem unaffected by what had been going on. "All right, I guess. How are you?"

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"It's been an interesting day," Tim said, not mentioning the Twister game which is still being played 'cause that had been a bit awkward. He looked over at Jason. "You okay? Bad news from home?"

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"No, I'm actually sending news to home," Jason said. "I've just been having kind of a weird week. It's not a big deal though or anything."

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"Weirder than usual for this place?" Tim asked.

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"Well, maybe not that weird," Jason said, laughing softly. "I've just been thinking about my mom a lot, more than usual. I keep having dreams about her, and that hasn't happened in a while."

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"What was she like?" Tim asked quietly. Guilt prickled him; he hadn't thought about his mom much lately.

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"She was really awesome," Jason said, although his opinion might have been colored by time. "She wasn't perfect, but she tried to be a good mom, you know? I've been thinking about when she was still alive, for no good reason. Does that seem stupid to you?"

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"No, it sounds normal," Tim said. "My mom died a couple of years ago. Sometimes I'm afraid I'll forget her."

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"I don't think anyone can really forget their mom, no matter how long it's been since she died," Jason said. "I bet you've got pictures and stuff, right? So it'll be even harder for you."

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"Yeah, I just don't want the pictures to be all I can remember of her," Tim said. "Do you have photos of your mom?"

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Jason frowned a little as he shook his head. "Not here. I have one picture, but it's at home. I thought it would be safer there, when I first came here."

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"Maybe you could get a copy made the next time you go home," Tim suggested.

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"That's a good idea. Then it'd be kind of like she's here," Jason said. "I think she'd like this place, if she could believe half of the things that happen."

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Tim smiled. "My mom would want to study everything."

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"So the nerdy apple didn't fall far from the tree?" Jason teased.

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"I guess not," Tim smiled. "Whenever my folks traveled, she'd bring me back books about where they'd been."