Night life (A Nightwing and original character Fanfiction)

Chapter Ten

I slowly worked my eyes open, and gazed up at the dull white ceiling of the hospital room.

There was still a slight stinging sensation in my right side and I groaned in pain.

"Emma?"

I turned my head to the side, to see Jason standing by my bed and I gave him a weak smile.

"Hey Jason..."

"Good your awake."

I looked in the direction of the other voice to see Bruce stalking toward me with an expressionless face. "Do you remember anything that happened last night?"

"Not really." I sorta lied. I did remember how I got shot, just nothing really after that.

"Well you got shot and they had to pull the bullet out of you." Jason informed.

"You were lucky Emma. If you had gotten hit somewhere else you would be dead." Bruce said grimly. "I don't want to lose the daughter I just found."

Bruce glared over his shoulder at Dick, who I just noticed standing by the window completely silent and just staring at me.

"Bruce I'm fine-"

"I'm your dad Emma. I want you to call me dad not Bruce." He said firmly. "And Jason and Dick are your brothers, nothing more, nothing less."

What's that suppose to mean?

"Your coming home later today, and I want you to stay in your room and rest. By yourself."

"Alright." I mumbled not entirely sure why he was so angry.

"Jason will keep you company for now. Dick and I need to do a few things." Bruce said regaining his cool calm exterior.

He walked out of the room with Dick trailing after him, and I could practically see his imaginary tail tucked between his legs.

I adjusted my bed so I was in a sitting position and Jason sat down at my feet. I put my hands together and extended them out to him.

"Stella Ella ola?"

He rolled his eyes but did the same thing I did, and started playing.

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I sat propped up in the bed by a bunch of pillows and flipped through TV channels, bored out of my mind while Jason was fast asleep beside me.

He tossed in his sleep and ended up sprawled across the bed with his head on my lap. I smiled and ran my fingers threw his soft black hair.

I always wanted a younger brother...

He tossed again and hit my side making me jump and bite my lip to keep from screeching.

My jump jostled him, making him groan and open his eyes. He looked up at me, quickly realizing that I was in pain and sat up straight.

"Sorry Emma!"

"It's ok Jason." I muttered giving him a small smile. "It was an accident."

"I should've never let you-" he stopped himself and looked down at his lap quickly.

"Never let me what?" I asked furrowing my brow in confusion.

"Never mind." He muttered. "What're you watching?"

"Jason." I warned crossing my arms and giving him a look.

"I swear it's nothing Emma I just got mixed up is all." he said calmly looking me in the eyes.