The Story of Damian Wayne

Chapter 41

Tim's POV -- 

"Nadat Parbat?" Bruce walked closer to look at the map. 

"Yeah, The Lazarus pit. It's still active." I sat down next to Jason. 

"Yeah, But the Reason Ra's didn't go there in the first place was that this specific pit could not accomplish what he needed to. It may not even bring Damian back." 

"Exactly." 

Everyone looked at me. 

"It may not, but it may. Either way he wins."

"What do you mean?"

"What are the chances Damian will actually go back into his body? What's to say that it won't destroy him? If it does Ra's won, He resurrected him. If it doesn't, No one wins. Damian is gone forever. The pit is known to be inconsistent with resurrections. It's a dangerous game of chance." 

Bruce put his cowl on and walked to the Batwing. 

"Bruce." Lucy chased after him. 

"I have to get him back."

"I know, bring him home." Lucy still looked unwell. Her skin was pale and her movements slow. 

Bruce nodded and climbed into the batwing. 

"I'll signal you if I need help." He took off. 

"So that's it?" Jason put his feet up, "He'll signal us." 

"what else do you expect?" Dick came in, "It makes sense." 

"We all know the cost. Why go alone?" 

"He knows that. But he doesn't want to lose anyone else." she 

Lucy was right, But that doesn't mean we're all going to sit back and wait, "What are the chances he's able to get Damian back alone?"

Jason swung his chair around, "Slim. The Assassins are probably behind Ra's."

"So he needs us." 

"Yes. He does." Alfred helped Lucy to her seat, "You need to rest." 

She smiled, "Thanks Alfred." 

"You need to go now. Before Master Bruce gets too far ahead. Mistress Lucy and I will stay on Coms with a signal ready for help if it is needed. Go, Bring them home." 

"Well, you heard the man, Suit up." Jason got up and grabbed his mask. 

Lucy's POV -- 

Alfred saw them off. I couldn't help but feel ashamed of what I had asked Bruce to do. It was against everything he was. He couldn't kill Ra's. 

"You should get some rest Mistress Lucy." 

"You are right Alfred."

"Would you like some assistance upstairs?"

"Yes, Please." 

He helped me from my chair and let me wrap my arm around his. 

"I'm worried."

"About the mission?"

"Yes. I don't want to lose anyone else."

"It's hard staying behind the screen. It always feels a bit helpless, does it not?"

"Yes. It does."

"Have you thought about going out again?"

"I did, but not since Damian died." I tightened my grip around his arm as I felt dizzy, "I couldn't do that to Bruce, I already came too close." 

"I understand, but I know that Bruce could use you out there after all of this. In honor of Master Damian."

"What, As Robin?" I scoffed. 

"No." 

I smiled. Alfred really cares deeply about Bruce and his family. 

"Once this is all over, You're going to rest, Doctor's orders."

"I'm fine Alfred. Just a little tired."

"No, Mistress Lucy, You're not. If you don't mind me saying."

"No I don't. I guess I've just been on autopilot since Talia died. I've just felt like I had to be, for Bruce." 

"We all had to be. But I feel like things are finally coming around." He tightened his grip to help me up the stairs, "I'm just ready for everyone to be home." 

"Me too."