Gotham's Siren

Chapter 20, Talk of the Town

A bit of a late update, lol.  I'll be honest, I almost forgot. With the nicer weather, I've been going on more hikes during the weekend.  

Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this week's chapter of Gotham's Siren.  

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"Get the fuck out of my way" Jason growls having been stopped by reporters as he tries to make his way into the hospital. "C'mon Jay, just drop it" Dick says placing a hand on his shoulder.

"No, this fucker decided to stop us and start asking stupid questions. Back the fuck off" Jason growls glaring at the reporter as the others around them clear some space. "Let's go" Bruce says dragging the second oldest into the hospital by the back of his shirt.

"Jason, you need to control your anger better" the multi-billionaire says. "That jerk had it coming. Asking me if Percy was still alive" Jason growls. "I hate to say it, but I agree with Todd. The annoying mouth Breather has it coming" Damian says as they make their way into Percy's hospital room.

"You four stay here, I have to talk to her doctor" Bruce says walking towards reception.

"Wait, didn't Percy's cousin say that Apollo was going to be her doctor? Why are we in a regular hospital?" Dick asks sitting in one of the chairs near the window. "That was only until she wasn't in critical condition" Tim says taking the comfortable padded seat.

"Drake. Move, I want that one" Damian says with narrowed eyes.

"Or what? You'll stab me? Oh, wait, Percy took your butterfly knife" Tim says provocatively. "I'm the blood son, I'm the one related to Percy directly. I get the seat" Damian says with crossed arms.

"This stupid thing doesn't get any good shows" Jason cuts in flipping through the tv channels. "You'd think that a hospital that gets donations from Wayne tech would at least splurge on some good television" he continues kicking off his boots and propping his feet up on the side of Percy's bed.

"Right, because lifesaving machines that cost hundreds of thousands of dollars aren't important" Dick says with a roll of his eyes.

"There's no way it costs that much" Jason says lazily with a hand behind his head.

"No, Dick is right. A single-entry level MRI machine can cost upwards of Three hundred thousand dollars, not to mention Maintenance. This is one of the better hospitals in the area so I wouldn't be surprised if a single machine cost half a mil" Tim says having pulled out his laptop ignoring Damian the entire time.

"Whatever Dickwad, I'm just saying. You think I want to watch..." Jason says looking back to the screen. "A documentary on Caribou" he says with a confused and annoyed look.

"Because god forbid you learn anything" Damian says with a grin knowing he would piss off Jason.

"The fuck did you say to me you little shit?" Jason barks.

"So loud" a weak voice says catching their attention. Turning to the bed, the see Percy's eyes flutter open.

Within the next five minutes her room was full of her siblings along with her doctors and a few nurses. There were the Obvious injuries like the stab wounds to her abdomen and hand. The cuts on her face from being backhanded with brass knuckles. Then there was the matter of her concussion and some internal bleeding from initially being hit by the car. The initial impact also torn the ligament in her ankle, so she had to wear a boot for a couple weeks.

"You should be good to be discharged in the morning, but it's advised that you shouldn't do anything too strenuous more than a light jog. With the incisions you definitely shouldn't be bending, twisting or lifting anything. We'd like you to come back in two months" her main doctor says.