Nightwing

Stitches...

DICK POV

"Ever notice how nice this place can look at night..." I start.

"If you can get past the crimes and all that kind of stuff... Yeah it's nice." Roy replies.

"Roy, can you be quiet... I'm trying to get some sleep..." I hear Thea say sleepily.

"Dick's awake." He tells her.

I turn my head to Thea, she rubs her eyes and looks directly at me. Thea starts to lightly shake Barbara, funny how they became like best friends when she came here the first time.

Barbara groans and slowly opens her eyes. Her eyes widen as she sees me sit on the wall, next thing I know she has her arms wrapped around me.

"Easy Babs... I just got off crazy land." I hug her back.

"I had a feeling Scarecrow went with Black Mask ever since sightings of him popped up in Gotham... You could've called me sooner." Babs pulls away.

"I didn't really think we'd need your help with this one Babs..."

"You and your cockiness..." Babs smiles.

"Wait a minute, won't Bruce need you in Gotham?"

"Don't worry... He's got a new Robin."

"A third? When will this guy stop."

"I dont know..."

I start to laugh a little as I remember what Alfred told me.

"Master Richard... May I have a word please?" Alfred asks before we enter the city of Blüdhaven.

"Go ahead." I smile.

"I know it's too late to change your mind, but I want to tell you something... Bruce was never keen on having children. Knowing his lifestyle, it would be difficult for him to manage both... But then he met you... Before he met you, Bruce would only smile when his mistresses are around. When he met you... I noticed something change, a flicker in his eyes when he raised you... The night before you left he stood in front of the fire place where his father sat him down to tell him of his experiences when he was younger... Master Richard... You have done so much for him... I would really like to thank you, you left a mark that will never be removed..."

"Dick you alright?" Babs asks.

"Yeah... I just remembered something Alfred told me..."

I look out the window, thinking of the second man I could ever call Dad...

JASON POV

I stand in front of Steph and I's apartment after dropping my suit off at my old room inside the abandoned apartment. I place the key inside the hole and open the door, I walk in to see Steph with a mirror in front of her stitching herself.

"Steph what happened?" I ask with concern.

Steph turns around quickly. "This? Some assholes gave me the jump while I was walking home... I fought back of course, just there were to any guys... I still manage to beat them all, just a few scratches and bruises. Nothing to worry about." She waves it off.

"Nothing to worry about? Steph you looked like you picked a fight with Black Mask's gang!" I walk towards her. "Let me help you..." I sit down in front of her.

"I'm a nurse Jason, I can manage." Steph looks away.

I slowly take her face in my hands and turn her to face me. I take the needle out of her hand and carefully stitch a wound on her forehead.

"For a guy who was pretty bad at stitching, your actually doing a good job." Steph smiles.

"I learned from the best..." I refer to her.

Steph giggles. I cut the thread and wipe away the excess blood.

"There we go..." I stand up.

"Thanks..." Steph smiles, she stands up, I notice her limp as she walks.

I look down and see some wrap around her right knee.

"What happened there?" I point at the leg.

"One of them had a gun... Don't worry I took the bullet out."

I narrow my eyes. She lies down on the bed, I follow. Carefully setting myself next to her... 

Steph places her head on my chest. I wrap my arm around her and kiss the top of her head.

One hour later...

Steph sleeps soundly by my side. The thought of this happening to her really makes me wonder... I carefully slip away and start to look around the apartment.

I then start to lightly knocking almost every square inch in the apartment. I stop on front of the closet, I open the door and lightly knock the wooden wall... It's hollow.

I slowly push the closet away, take my flashlight and point it into the hole...

"Holy shit..." I say to myself.

Spoiler's suit stands in front of me... Stephanie Brown was the vigilante I met tonight.

I look back at a sleeping Steph, put the closet where it used to be. Walk back to bed and slowly lie down next to Steph... No number can determine how much thoughts I have about what I just found.