AUTHOR'S NOTE: So... It's been a while since I paused on working on what used to be known as 'THE WAYNE BROTHERS' with the promise of returning with a better fic, and now I have. Will be updated weekly, and failing that, once every two weeks.
With the gunshot still resounding in his ears, it was a surprise that Dick Grayson could speak at all.
"Barbara." He cradled the unmoving figure in his arms, as he willed himself to apply pressure to the gunshot wound in her abdomen which continued gushing blood. It was all over her, had already pooled at his knees and soaked through his pants. At this rate, she would bleed out rapidly.
In fact, she had already lost too much blood.
Color was draining fast from her, and framed by her dark hair, her now wan face was in stark unnatural contrast to her beautiful features.
"Barbara," Dick pleaded, "You have to listen to me, please, do you understand?"