Recovery (11)

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Bruce's POV

I sat in the waiting room, dying to know any news about my son. When I brought him in, they took him back immediately because of my stature in society. I had Alfred come and take Ace back to the manor and make sure he's okay. It's late so I'm the only person here, so when the doors open I quickly get up and meet him.

"Mr. Wayne?" he asks me and I nod. "Your son's going to be fine." I feel a relief wash over me. "The knife went straight through his hand, so it was easy to treat his wounds."

"Can I see him?" I ask cautiously.

"Of course. He did lose a lot of blood for his body weight though, so he's probably a little disoriented if not asleep."

I nod and he shows me to Dick's room. He opens the door to let me in and closes it to give is some privacy once I'm in. I walk over to Dick and sit down in the chair next to him. He was asleep and he had a device on his finger to moderate his heart rate (sorry I don't know what it's called). I hold his hand and wait for him to wake up.

BREAK....BREAK....BREAK....BREAK

Normal POV

At about 9 in the morning, Dick slowly started to wake up. Bruce had fallen asleep next to him still holding his hand. Bruce woke up quickly when he felt the bed under his head shift. He looked at Dick with worried and caring eyes.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" Bruce asked with a smile on his face.

"A little tired." He said tiredly. He brought his uninjured hand up to rub his eyes when he noticed a small thing on his hand. "Daddy what's this?" he asks about to take it off, but Bruce stopped him.

"It's just to help the doctors make sure your alright. Don't take it off." He explained softly.

"Okay." Dick said lightly. Then he remembered something, "Wait, where's Ace?! They shot him with something and took him away and...!" Bruce noticed that Dick's heart monitor was becoming frantic and stopped him.

"Hey! Hey! Calm down. It's okay. I called Alfred and he took him to the manor. He called me a few hours ago and said that he woke up. He's fine."

It took Dick a second to take everything in, but soon he was crying, "I was so scared. I thought I would never see you or Ace again." Bruce pulled Dick into a hug and shhhed him.

"I know. I know. It's okay. Your safe now. I won't let anyone hurt you." They stayed like that for about 10 minutes before Bruce remembered the good news he received. "Hey, the doctor told me that when you wake up, I can take you home. As long as you don't do too much, you lost a lot of blood."

Dick looked up at his father with pleading eyes. "Can we leave now? I don't like it here."

"Of course." Bruce said softly as he wiped a stray tear from Dick's face.

After about an hour of signing paperwork, Bruce helped Dick get changed (he had Alfred bring a set of cloth when he came and got Ace) and they left. Dick fell back asleep once they were in the car, it was understandable that he would be tired. He had been in a strange place, sleeping on the cold ground for a week. It would be expected that he wouldn't have gotten much sleep.

They pulled up to the manor and Bruce got out and opened the back seat to find him still fast asleep. He carefully unbuckled his seatbelt and picked him up and out of the car. I walked inside and Ace was immediately running for us. He didn't bark or jump up on us, he just stayed close.

Alfred came around the corner and stopped in front of them, "How is the young master?" he asked with worry. Alfred hadn't gotten much information when Dick was retrieved so to say the least he was worried.

"He's going to be fine. Just tired. I think I'll take him to his room to rest." With that he went upstairs to Dick's room.

He pulled back the covers and laid him down, pulling the covers back over him. He moved slightly, but didn't wake up. Ace jumped up on the other side of the bed and laid down beside him. how ones to Bruce how much Dick has worried about Ace throughout this entire thing. He realizes how much Dick must have relied on Ace as company when he was in that place.

He place my hand on Ace's head and he lifts it up, "Thank you." Ace huffed and put his head back down. And Bruce walked out turning on the nightstand lamp before he left.

(Just one more chapter to go 😊)

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