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Dick Grayson x reader part 1

(Y/n's intro)
Some people think strength is about how much wieght you can lift without sweating.
That strength is wbere you don't buck under the pressure pushing you down.
But true strength is in someone's arms, or the muscles in the legs.
The real strength is facing the face of grief, dispare and turn it into something thing good.
You know what they say about the quiet ones, it's them you should watch out for.
(And of intro)

(Y/n's pov)
The pounding in my head was what reminded me of was happened when i woke up to feeling that i wasn't in my own bed.
The instinct to stay in the middle of my small twin was what trained my body to not toss and turn when I'm unconscious.
That and i had enough of falling out of bed and waking up with a bump on my head or worse a small cut, thank you very much.
The smell of alittle dust that clung to the fabric of the blanket kind of gave a homey feeling to the room I'm in, and from the feeling I could guess the size of the room cause the size of the bed was a King.
Another thing, my arms are outside the comfert and warm confindments of the thick quilt.
The layer of the top of the blanket was scratchy while the last bottom one was soft as silk, that way the body could warm up and the cold is kept outside.
This room was cold, but one side was warm, not the typical direction heat would spread from a furnace.
But maybe a harth,
'Wait big old mansion's or castles are typical places for a fire place to be in every room during medieval and golden age to keep warm '.
I toke a breath and smelled burning wood and ash.
I opened my eyes and said seeing a fire place.
"I was right, it is a harth.
(I layed my head down as the energy that toke to lift it evade me.)
Why do I feel like a sack of 100 and 8 pounds of potatoes"?

The voice of the Butler i was all to fimilar with spoke as he came over, he must of heared me.
"That will be because you sustained quite a few nasty wounds while helping master Wayne Capture two face.
Just minor brusies that would feel alot worse without a sedative".
My eyes widened when I saw the needle he was pulling out from my arm.
My eyes began to roll and that's when i shock it.
'Pull your self together!
Your a devil pup act like it'.

He then said quickly dabbing at my forehead.
"I'm am so sorry I should of warned you that was there".
I then said staying awake
"I'm fine, just shock,
(I closed MT eyes and swallowed the bile that tried to travel up wards.)
But I really hate needles".
He helped me sit up and i said after looking around the room from where i am, from what little the window was able to show me, i could see part of the front yard and the gate.
"Why am I in the manor instead of the infirmary of the bat cave"?
Alfred then said.
"Master Wayne looked through your phone, aparently you aren't from our world.
(He held my simple black phone to me and said.)
Though I insisted he butt out of a women's affairs, he thought to call your father.
But your old contacts don't work here.
(He held my hands and said)
You definalty have the hands of an artist.
You are quite talented".
I then said.
"Thanks.
(I rubbed my temple as i thought about why calling my father wouldn't work here.)
Of course, phone coverage doesn't include diementional travel".
I went to move my leg and fell forward and groaned into the side of the bed instead.
Alfred then said helping me sit up and getting comfertable.
"Easy now, your lower body is still stiff, probably fell asleep at some point".
I then said as i looked at the marked calender.
"Wait that can't be right.
(I looked at Alfred and asked.)
Alfred is this the first time batman captures Harvey"?
Alfred nodded and said.
"Well yes why"?
I then said shocked.
"Then that means I'm two years in the past.
Where i come from this is a movie".
Alfred then said patting my shoulder.
"Bruce mentioned that to.
You rest, your body needs time before you think about moving to sleep on your side young lady".

Bruce came in and said as i looked at him.
"Im sorry but i can't seem to find a way to bring you bacl to your him.
But you can stay here as long as you like.
It's your home now if you want it to be".
I then said still out of it.
"Yeah, okay".
Alfred then said as he was close beside Bruce.
"The young lady is in shock".
Bruce came over and said as he saw i was staring off.
"Don't worry Harvey didn't see your face thanks to that Costume you were wearing.
Nice hand stitching".
I then said.
"I always wanted to be a hero, but the costume doesn't make the hero-".
Bruce cut me off and said.
"Its their will and spirit".
I looked at him and he said.
"You are an inspiring wrighter.
Very smart, so about you helping me fight the bad guys, it'll be on my terms.
In return youll have as much freedom as you want.
So what do i call you?
You didn't have a form of id when you passed out.
Or money so while you live under my roof ill give you an allowance".
I then said.
"Y/n my name, it's y/n l/n".
Bruce then said.
"Nice to meet you y/n".
I then said.
"Ill help Alfred while i recover when i start moving around".
Bruce patted my shoulder and said.
"I was thinking more of you working along side me at Wayne enterprises as my ward, but i guess of cleaning helps you relax then okay.
But not until your at least 80% but you pull a muscle or get sick, your on bed rest".
I then said.
"Ill still help alfred around"?
Bruce nodded and said as i began to look around.
Bruce smiled lightly and said looking to alfred.
"Alfred do we still have that only tv station"?
Alfred nodded and said.
"Yes, ill bring it up straight away sir, do you also want me to bring up the selection of taps"?
He nodded and Bruce said holding a tray of sweets.
"Sugar might help you keep your mind off the pain".
I then said holding a rocher candy.
"My mom introduced me to these".
Bruce then said.
"Mine to, you rest i called a doctor to come look you over, don't worry i made up a story on how you got this way.
You heared someone sneaking around and confronted them.
You being taught defense from the foster care system you fought best you could.
They got away but not before hurting you".
I nodded and he left.
I looked to the roof of my new bed.
Which aparently is a canopy bed.
I got into thinking mood.
If I was two years in Batman forever's past then i could not only help Bruce but change some things.
Maybe I could save Dick grayson's family?
If only I could get over my fear of heights.
To be contiued...