Batboys Imagines (REWRITING)

Damn It!| D.G. ☑️

*Rewritten*

  "It's Grayson, you know what to do" Dick's voicemail blurted.

I huffed in frustration and hung up.

  "Jason better answer" I said as I dialed his number.

"Hey (Y/N), what's up?" Jason's cheery voice spoke. "Where's my boyfriend, Todd?" I sternly asked.

  "He's at the bar with me, why do you ask ?" asked Jason.

  "It's one in the morning. We were supposed to have our anniversary dinner tonight and he never showed. I've been calling his phone for a bit now and I'm not getting an answer. Is he mad at me? Is he ignoring me? Wait, is he... breaking up with me?"

  Overthinking always got the best of me.

  "Okay, okay. Let's calm down here (Y/N), Dick is not breaking up with you, he broke his phone. If you'd like, I'll let you talk with him." Jason said.

  "Please" I answered.

  Shuffling was heard on the other line followed by some clinking. "It's (Y/N)" I faintly heard Jason. "Hey babe" Dick's voice came on the line "Dick, where are you?" "I'm at the bar" he answered. "We had a family emergency, Jase and I are just trying to shake off the nerves."

I sighed and nodded my head. "Okay, I just wanted to make sure everything's fine between us" I said. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I promise everything is okay between us, I'll make it up to you. I'm on my way to your place" apologized Dick.

"As long as we're okay, you don't have to come over" I told him. "I'll get a cab and stay over at your place tonight" he continued. "Okay" I sighed "you know where the key is, don't forget to give Jason back his phone."

"I won't" he chuckled. "Alright, I love you, be safe" I said "I love you" he replied.

***

I was currently making a late night meal for both Dick and when the front door squeaked open "babe?" I called for him.

I heard his footsteps walking towards the kitchen, he was close as I could hear him clear his throat.

"Just so you know, I'm wearing nothing under your shirt" I tried teasing him. I turned around and walked around the corner but saw no one. "Babe, did you go into the bedroom?" I called out.

No response "Dick?" I called his name again.

Nothing.

Walking towards the bedroom, I heard the kitchen sink turned on. "Okay Dick, very funny you got me" I shouted going back to the kitchen to turn off the sink.

  "You really need better security" Deathstroke appeared in front of me when I rounded the corner to the doorframe. "Please" I spoke, he scoffed and finished my sentences for me "don't hurt you? I'm not going to, unless I have to."

  I started backing out slowly, he followed me with every step I took and held his gaze on me. I busted into a run for the front door, but as I got the door open Slade grabbed my waist, pulling me back.

  "Help me!" I screamed. "Somebody! Help me!" I kicked the door shut, Deathstroke covered my mouth with his hand. "Just relax and this will be a lot easier for the both of us" he whispered into my ear.

  "Now, Dick Grayson will be here in approximately 34 seconds for you to buzz him into the building. When you do, you are going to calmly tell him to "come in" if you say anything other than that, you will be hurt. Do I make myself clear?" Slade ordered me.

  There was no other choice but to nod my head yes and cry. "Good, go stand by the door" he pushed me.

  The intercom buzzer went off and Dick's cheery voice came through "hey babe, I'm here!"

  I pressed the talk button and told him "Come in." I pressed the door button twice and closed my eyes waiting to see what came next.

  "Sit on the couch" Slade commanded.

I didn't move.

"Sit on the couch!" he yelled at me. I flinched as a natural instinct but slowly walked to the couch, scared.

Time seemed to go by slowly, as if it were taunting me. Slade sat in front of me on the arm chair and rested his arms, looking at me with his one uncovered eye.

There was a knock at my door, followed by Nightwing breaking trough my large picture window, and me flinching again.

"A bit dramatic of an entrance don't you think?" Deathstroke told Nightwing. "Leave her alone, this has always been between us." "Well I had to get your attention somehow" Slade replied.

  Their fight quickly broke out and I hid behind the couches arm.

  I tried moving around the couch to move out of the scene but when I stood up to make a run for it, I came face to face with the barrel of a gun.

My body froze, I couldn't move, the only feeling I had was a burning sensation in the middle of my chest.

Deathstroke had shot me.

"No!" Nightwing had shouted. My body went into shock. My vision began blurring with tears and my body felt light. My breathing quickly became heavy and I started falling.

"(Y/N)" my named echoed.

"Damn it! (Y/N)!" again. I kept my eyes open and stared up at my white ceiling. Nightwing came into my line of view and he took his blue mask off.

  "You're going to be fine, stay awake for me!" Dick shouted as he picked up my body.

***

Dick's POV

  I took her to the nearest hospital as fast as I could.

  After leaving her in the hands of the healthcare workers, I quickly went home and changed just to rush back into the waiting room.

  Three A.M. had come, it had only been an hour. The surgeon, I'm assuming, came up and stood in front of me. "We successfully removed the bullet, and closed her wound. She has two broken ribs and lung bruising. We would like to keep her here for probably a few days up to a week or two."

  I nodded understanding, thankful they saved her life. "You may see her if you'd like" he turned around to walk away.

"Oh, one more thing. If you ever get the chance, thank Nightwing. He got her here in time before her bleeding got worse."

  And just with that, the doctor left.