Got Your Back, Always

II.XI

Cassie is still tied to the chair when Dr. Light brings Jason in, he's unconscious and bloody. He ties Jason up and leaves him hanging.

"What the fuck? There was no reason to hurt him. He better be ok, or I'll kick your ass," Cassie snarled.

Dr. Light grunts and gags her so she can't talk, Deathstroke had left a while ago.

Jason coughs and wakes up. He starts to fight the restraints.

"Ah, Dr. Light," Jason laughs. "Did you come up with that shit by yourself, or did your parents saddle you with that bullshit? I mean, come on. What a lame fucking name."

"Shut it," Dr. Light calls out.

"What? Is my talking annoying you, dickweed?" He laughs. "'Cause that's the thing. I can do it all day. All night. And if you're nice, twice on a Sunday."

Dr. Light walks over to him, "I said shut the fuck up."

Jason kicks him in the legs making him shout. He wraps his legs around Dr. Light's throat and begins to choke him. Dr. Light passes out. "Night night, asshole." Jason frees himself from his binds and pops his thumbs back into place.

He goes to leave but is stopped by a blade to the face.

Slade quips, "Leaving so soon?"

Cassie clenches her jaw, she was really hoping Slade wouldn't hurt Jason.

Jason was now also tied to a chair facing her.

"Cassie, what the hell are you doing here?" He fought against his restraints, even more, when he realized she was there.

"Oh, ya know just hanging out." She glanced over to Slade, "But hey I'm really proud of that move you used on Dr. Light, nice work."

Jason smiled, "Thank you. I'll get us out of here, don't worry."

Cassie gave him a small smile, her plan of escaping kinda being altered after Jason showed up. She didn't want him to be hurt more than he was so she had to get creative, but nothing was coming to mind, unfortunately.

Dick calls out while they are in the tunnels, "Keep your head on a swivel guys, Dr. Light could still be down here."

Dawn over the comms, "Dick, no sign of Jason's tracker on the 3rd floor."

"Hank, did you find anything?" Donna says.

Hank moves his flashlight around the place, "Do rats the size of my head count?"

"Stay positive, Hank," Dawn encourages.

"I got dragged out of bed to trudge through sewer water 'cause dip-shit decided to go off half-cocked."

Donna said, "At least Jason found Dr. Light. Maybe he would have told us if we'd given him half the chance yesterday like Cassie said we should."

Dick comes across where Jason was taken. "Guys, I got something. Sending over the coordinates now."

Dawn looks at the mess, "Jesus."

"This is fucked," Hank grimaces.

Dick points his flashlight, "He was attacked here. Then dragged. Tracks disappear a hundred yards down."

Dawn shakes her head, "He could be anywhere."

"If he's still alive," Donna points out, pulling out her phone to text Cassie once again. The girl hadn't been answering.

Dick says, "He's alive. Dr. Light's using him as bait to lure us out. If he was dead, he would have left him here."

"How does that make it any better?" Donna looks at Dick.