Who we are... (Damian Wayne and Jon Kent FanFic)

Chapter 4: Reunion/Recovery

Batman's POV

I burst through the doors, alone, with a demanding look on my face which made everyone freeze in the spot they were standing in.

Only the odd couple of people would attempt to fight me but I took them down easily. Soon enough I found Jon towards the back of the building and took him outside to the same place where I left Damian.

When we got outside I couldn't see Damian anywhere until I heard a gasp escape from Jon's lips.

"What's wrong?" I ask. All he did was point to the ground where my unconscious son was. I picked him up and the three of us began our journey back to the Bat Cave.

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"Bruce! What took you so long!?" I hear Clark panic in question.

The three of us then entered the room  and Jon ran over to his father.

Jon's POV

We entered the Cave where I saw my dad and began running up to him.

"Dad!" I yell in excitement as we pulled each other into a huge hug.

"Jon? Are you alright?" I hear him question.

"I'm fine! Thanks to Damian!" I reply. We then both look over to see Bruce laying Damian down on the med table.

"Will he be alright?" I ask Bruce.

"Yes. It was just a dosage to make him unconscious. He should be awake in a couple of hours" I sigh I relief after I hear the answer.

Damian's POV
(2 hours later)

I wake up to hear the sound of talking in the room next door. I sit up trying to get my vision back to normal when I see Alfred walk down the stairs carrying tea and cakes.

"Master Damian! You're awake!" He says with a hint of happiness shining through.

I nod in reply holding my head, it hurt really bad and it also made me feel dizzy.

"Wait here while I go tell Master Bruce" he says as he heads to the other room.

Bruce's POV

Alfred walked into the room, with a small smile across his face, carrying a tray full of tea and cakes.

"Master Damian has awoken!" He says making me hop out of my seat.

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"Damian?" I ask for some odd reason.

"Father" he says rather maturely.

"Are you alright?" I ask.

"I guess" he replies.

"What's wrong?" I question.

"Nothing, just my head hurts like hell and I feel really dizzy" he replies making it sound like nothing.

"I suggest you lay down for a little while" I say following him up to his room.

Sorry this is a short crappy chapter. I'm not proud of it but I will try and update tomorrow, but if I don't 'Merry Christmas!'.