Jason + reader Some dumb crazy hopelessly devoted love

Chapter 4

Deathstroke's Pov:
After I got the teams in groups and set them in different parts of Gotham. I picked up my phone and dialed Dylan's phone number. "Hello? Who is this? Nevermind that, anyways I'm currently taking care of my sister so if you will excuse me." I cut him right in mid-sentence. "Dylan, don't hang up on me!" I yelled into the phone, kind of scaring Dylan and myself. "Oh, sorry Sir. What do you need?" Dylan sounded like he was in pain but tried to hide it. "How is (y/n)?" I asked, hoping he could hear the sadness in my voice. "(y/n)? Um....she is......kind of....in a dream like state and...trying to kill me. She cut my thigh with my own knife."Dylan cried. I started to open my mouth but there was a loud 'boom'. "What was that?" I yelled in the phone. "I had to shot (y/n) with a tranquilizer dart, which caused her to fall on the ground."he said. I could tell that he had that dumb look on his face, his eyes wide and a smirk growing on his lips. I then replied "Forget what I said on erasing all of her memory, erase the part with Joker. You can also erase anything else with her 'treatment'." Dylan was quiet for about twenty seconds to long. "Yes Sir. I..um...do u want me to get her a new suit too? I kind of.....burned that already, Sorry Sir."I kept my anger in and stayed clam. "It's okay Dylan, but when your finished bring her up here. You both have to meet the Arkham Knight." It was so quiet I heard the clicks of the key board. "Finished! We are coming Sir." Dylan said happily. I pulled my phone away and hanged up. "I hope they are alright." I said to myself as I walked to the elevator.