It was a long night. Matt had taken down a couple of small criminals. First he took down a burglar, who was walking around in an innocent child's bedroom. He was lucky to notice this one. He had been sitting on the couch all evening, bored and tired, yet quite alert. He was focusing his hearing on one house, then the next and the next and so on. At first it felt like he was violating these people's privacy but after noticing the girl's heart going way faster than it should, he heard another heartbeat getting closer to the bedroom door.
It took Matt about half a minute to get into his black suit and sprint up the stairs and onto his roof. The man was at the bottom of the stairs and the little girl must have heard the unfamiliar footsteps because she was quietly getting up to hide inside her closet.
Once Matt had reached her house, he broke a window, sprinted through the rooms of the house and found the stranger on top of the stairs, looking through the girl's room for anything that might be valuable.
Matt tackled the burglar, which wasn't difficult considering this man had no defensive skills whatsoever. Matt yelled for the girl to find a phone and call the police while he knocked out the burglar and tied him to a chair.
Once this was handled, about three other petty crime committers were captured with the help of Daredevil.
It was nearly 3 AM when he reached home and cleaned up the small wounds this night had cost him and landed himself into his bed.
The next morning, he woke without any trouble. He felt the tiny cuts and bruises he gained from the night before, but it felt like heaven compared to the damage that had been done on any other evening.
He walked to work without a cloud in sight and gratefully opened the door to the office, finding Foggy and Karen sipping coffee by Karen's desk.
"Hey, buddy!" Foggy said.
"Hi, Foggy," Matt said, placing his cane in the corner of the room and slowly making his way to the direction Foggy's voice had come from. He slightly spread his arms, indicating that he wanted a hug.
Foggy placed his mug on Karen's desk and hugged him. "It's a good day today?"
Matt smiled. "I think so, buddy."
This made Foggy smile as well. Matt could hear it in his voice when Foggy asked him if he wanted some coffee.
Hours passed as the day at the office went by slowly. They had no clients but there was loads of paperwork to go through.
Then it happened.
Matt had a more difficult time reading his braille reader connected to his laptop. The noise of Karen and Foggy's heartbeats disappeared and he could no longer feel their presence in the offices next to his. He took a sip of his glass of water, thinking he just needs to wake up. It was a late night, after all. But it made no difference. The water tasted more boring than ever.
"Karen?" He asked, trying to hide the panic in his voice. He could hear her heels on the floor of their office. Dulled, but the sound was there.
"Yes?" She asked with a worried look on her face.
"Could- could you maybe bring me some more… uhm… coffee?"
"Yeah, of course. I'll be right back." And he could hear her heels again, walking into the direction of the little kitchen.
She returned with a cup of coffee and Matt thanked her, nodding in the direction he thinks where Karen was at the moment. He wasn't sure. When he took a sip, he was almost willing to spit it out again immediately. It wasn't coffee he was used to. It was boring and plain and he couldn't believe what was happening.
He continued reading the papers, with difficulty, not wanting to draw attention.
At the end of the workday, he waited as Karen went home and he called for Foggy because he wasn't sure he would get home like this.