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"Dire Need"

October 20th, 10am
"Gotham City, Gotham General Hospital"

Bruce, Jackie, Tim, and you stepped foot into the sterile waiting room of the hospital. Your heart pounded in your ears as you all walked up to the front desk.

The receptionist and the stray nurses in the area all wore a look of surprise; shocked to see the infamous Bruce Wayne.

"Oh Mister Wayne, how may we help you?" She sweetly asked as she batted her false lashes.

"We're here to see April Jewels." He calmly spoke as he stared down at her. She goes to type on her computer, looking up Aprils name.

"She actually already has the max number of visitors at the moment, and we're not really supposed to send anyone else up." She says as she eyes each of you.

Your eyes furrowed as you heard the news, and you step forward to say something to the woman, but Jackie had beat you to it.

"Listen I get you have to do your job, but my niece is worried about her friend and she really wants to see her." Her voice was calm but stern. The woman on the other side of the desk however was not giving in.

"I completely understand ma'am but we can't let anyone else up until someone leaves." The two woman continued to go back and forth, each of them not getting through to the other. You however start to grow agitated, only wanting to see your friend.

Tim takes notice in the adults being distracted and grabs your hand pulling you towards the emergency stairs.

"What are you doing?!" You hastily asked him as you both rush up the flight of stairs. "I saw what floor April was being treated on. We're going to see her."
You don't even question him, not really caring about the consequences if you both get caught sneaking around.
You only had one thing on your mind and that was to make sure April is okay.

The two of you eventually make it to the floor you needed to be on, and you both tear down the hallway—searching for Aprils room.

You both run past a room, but you quickly retrace your steps looking through the window of the room. The April lied in her hospital bed, with her parents, Juniper, and Juniper's parents gathered around. 

You felt your hands go clammy as you raise your hand to gently knock on the door. It felt as though your heart beat was in your ears as you see them all look towards the door.

Juniper noticing you and Tim from through the window quickly rushed to open the door. She pulled you into a solid hug as her hands cradled the back of your head.

"Thank god you're both okay." She pulls away from you and then pulls Tim into the same bone crushing embrace.

With Tim not expecting the gesture just gently pats her shoulder. "I didn't know what happened to you after you ran off, and I had no way of contacting you since my phone was damaged when we tried to leave."

She brings you both inside where April and Juniper's parents looked at you both in surprise and unknowing.

"I'm sorry it took so long for us to get here, they wouldn't send us up so me and Tim had to sneak up here." "Bruce and my Auntie are most likely still giving the receptionist trouble."

Juniper lets out a dry chuckle as she looks back at her best friend laying in her hospital bed; your eyes follow. "The doctors said she was stable, but she may never walk again." Your head snaps up so you were now looking Juniper dead in her eyes.

Your mouth contorts into a frown and your eyes start to water, "Oh god." You start to stubble back but Tim places a strong hand on your lower back, managing to keep you up right.

You look towards Aprils parents, and to your surprise they were already staring at you. Aprils father a plumper man, he held a sort of conflicted glaze, as if he didn't know how to speak to you. How ever who you presumed to be Aprils mother stood next to him. You scanned her slim figure starting up from her heal covered feet leading up to her face.

It was as if just then you had realized the difference in skin color between her and April's. Her face stayed stern as she looked at you. "I am so sorry, this is all my fault." You try to walk up to them but Aprils mom raises her palm, which causes you to stop.

"We appreciate you stopping by, but we both would be grateful if you both left." Tim furrows his brows and cocks his head towards the older woman. "Excuse me?" He protectively steps in front of you. "You're excused boy." Her lip turns up. It was your turn to look at her crazy.

"Hey we just came up here to pay our respects to our friend and make sure she was okay, there's no need to be rude." Tim projects as he runs his fingers through his frizzled hair.

"I'm fully aware but.." she was cut off by her husband sighing and rubbing his temples. "Kenya, could you not, they should be able to see April without your cruelty." The newly named woman scoffs at her husband.

"They wouldn't have to see her in this condition if it wasn't for their recklessness." She scans you up and down; her gaze made you condense into yourself.

"It wasn't anyone's fault but the Joker's, Mrs. Jewels. And on the contrary, you weren't there, so you don't know what happened in full detail, only what I told my parents and what they relayed back to you."

As Kenya was about to respond the door slowly opened; revealing a disheveled nurse, and your father and Aunte in tow.

"You think we're going to get yelled at?" You whisper to your brother as if no one in the room could hear you.

He doesn't entertain your theatrics however and rolls his sharp eyes, "No shit Y/n."

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