Dick was currently sleeping in one of the many beds in the medbay. Bruce sat beside him, cowl down, holding his limp hand, careful to not disturb the iv needle.
Bruce didn’t want to, refused to, leave his side insisting that he was already a failed him once and he wasn’t going to risk losing him again.
Gauze was wrapped all over his body, covering the angry blisters and torn skin from his three years away. There were various electrodes stuck on his chest and the heart monitor beeped steadily.
Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep
The noise was quite soothing.
It proved that it wasn’t dream and Dick was really alive.
It was annoying as hell.
Dick struggled to open his eyes and when he finally did, he was blinded by the bright lighting fixed into the white ceiling.
“Mmmph,” Dick mumbled and shut his eyes almost immediately.
“Jason, can you turn down the light a bit?” Bruce’s voice rang in his ears. Another voice, was it Jason?, mumbled something so softly that he couldn’t tell if that person was a girl or boy.
Dick heard Bruce shift around next to him and he opened his eyes once more. This time it was bearable and not as bright. It was just right.
“Bruce?”
Pale blue eyes looked up at Bruce, still drowsy from the pain medication.
“Hey chum, it’s okay now,” Bruce said quietly while stroking Dick’s hair.
Jason came into view.
And he looked awful.
“Jason?” Jason had to lean down and hear his name being said. Even though he was leaning down, ear almost touching Dick’s lips, it was nearly impossible to hear what he was saying.
It frightened him.
“I - I’m here Dickie bird,” Jason said and held Dick’s hand which was still cold.
“Ihurrs.”
For the first time in his life, Jason wanted to cry.
Never has he felt so helpless before, helpless and afraid. It was all new to him. Okay well, if you took out the time Killer Croc murdered his parents it was all new to him.
“It’s okay. You’re going to be okay,” Jason whispered, clutching Dick’s hand as if it was his lifeline.
Dick wanted to shift into a more comfortable position and sleep to his heart’s content but he knew it was going to be hard with all the tubes and wires stuck in his body.
Bruce ran a hand through Dick’s hair, and the familiar gesture put him to ease almost instantly.
As Dick calmed down, his eyelids drooped and he slowly succumbed to sleep hoping that all of what happened today wasn't a dream.
Or was it a nightmare.
A few hours later…
The dirt seems unusually ni-
Dick gasped suddenly sitting up realizing that he was on a bed, and ended up falling back down on his back because of his injuries.
Memories from what happened flooded through his mind. He was safe now. Dick started to relax in the bed the best he could.
He looked around the room and saw Batman standing outside the room.
Was he was on guarding the room?
That was when Dick saw Martian Manhunter greeting Batman, walking from the opposite side of the hallway.
“Is he is doing alright?”
“A few times he started to thrash and scream in his sleep but other than that, fine,” Batman simply replied opening the door.
They both walked in the Medbay seeing Dick awake and looking up at them, eyes filled with pain but a bit of curiosity wanting to know what’s going to happen to him.
“I see you're up.”
“Are you feeling better?”
“Better than before, I suppose.. How long was I asleep?”
“A few hours.”
Dick started coughing from the harsh dryness in his throat.
Bruce picked up a glass of water from a table next to the bed and handed it to Dick who gladly took it in his trembling fingers. He then started to chug on the water until the very last drop vanished.
“Thanks..” Dick said, handing the cup back to Bruce.
Bruce, if you squint hard enough you’d see it, smiled and then turned back to what the others called ‘Batman mode’.
Martian Manhunter decided this was the best time to talk. So he did(What else would he do?).
“Dick, Bruce and I have discussed this while you were asleep and we both agreed to have Dina give you therapy sessions until your physical injuries are healed.”
ThErApY session? He wasn’t CrAzY. Was he?
“I- I don’t want… d-don’t want. D-don’t..”
*Flashback*
“Looks like a certain birdy needs SESSIONS from DOCTOR JOKER!!” Joker screamed in front of Robin’s face, spit flying out of his mouth.
Robin rasped and tried to take in a breath, but it hurt to breathe.
Joker leaned down on his knees and frowned. Believe me when I say this, NEVER think a Joker frowning is better than a Joker grinning.
“Oh, is robby-poo hurting? Doctor Joker’s gonna have to fix that!!” Joker grinned again and got up, walking towards a white cart while swinging his crowbar around with his fingers.
Before Robin could blink, he was back in front of him again with a syringe full of green liquid.
Joker smiled before plunging the needle down on Robin’s exposed neck. The effects were immediate.
Robin could already feel his skin boiling under his skin, and he could feel hot white pain in his head.
Black dots were starting to engulf his vision and vertigo washed over him to the point where he couldn’t tell which way was up or down.
“Good night HUAHAAAAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH!!!” Joker screamed. Robin’s ears were buzzing and ringing at the same time making his ears ache. Joker’s scream was, unfortunately, the last thing he heard before the darkness completely took over him.
“Hey you made a mess up here! Pick up all this garbage!” Joker exclaimed, angry because of the mess.
“Well Joker! The only garbage I see is you!”
“FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-”
A/N i am SOSOSOSOSOSOSOOSOSOS SOOOOO SORRY!!! Therez a lotta school work and i have 2 stories going on and the same time and so im a mess right now
So . Anywayz. This is bit shorter than the other chapters, cant have ya'll spoiled yet.. XD (and the fact that its......umm 34 minutes away from midnight :P)
And um.. i dunno, but i DO know updates r gonna go up a lot slower so im really sorry bout that :(
Sorry for spelling mistakes, grammar mistakes etc etc and thanks for comments, votes and of COURSE views!
CYA LOTS
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Фанфик**ON HIATUS** K. Im bad at summaries. Long story short: Robin was kidnapped and tortured. Robin's saved by Batman but is traumatized, insane, etc. YJ no like him anymore. What happens next? TRIGGER WARNING**
