Your sword and shield

The last thing Tim expects when he crawls through the window is to have a gun pointed at his face. Maybe he should, considering he’s currently doing the entering part of B&E. But it’s Dick’s safehouse. The third one he’s checked tonight. Tim’s hand freezes around the birdarang when his eyes move to his assailant’s face.
Black hair with a white streak standing out in stark contrast. Blue eyes with hints of swirling green, dark circles underneath them.
It’s... impossible… it’s… Jason.