Father instinct
Well...Hello guys! This is actually my first fic (*Gasp* I'm nervous) I hope you'll enjoy it and thanks to the amazing and wonderful Asha Carcella this chapter is corrected. And there wouldn't be any mistakes. :D. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, DC does.
There he was, lying in the hospital bed at the Batcave, again. Bruce had seen this picture so many times for his liking. Sitting in a hard chair was Bruce and there in the white hospital mattress was Dick, his protégé, his partner, his son. His eyelids were closed lightly, his chest rose and fell in weak breaths. There was an I.V. attached to his right hand. White bandages covered both of his arms and a very ugly scratch on his left cheek. The EKG monitors beeping with his regular heart beats.
"What were you thinking, Wayne?" Though Bruce, trying hard not beginning to scream in anger "He is your partner and you couldn't protect him" He was more than that, he was his son
It begun as a simple nightly patrol , but it became pretty hard when they fell into a tramp; Two Face was already waiting for them with a lot of thugs behind him. Batman and Robin weren't enough for all of them; well… they could have been enough if there hadn't been that stupid bomb
"Sorry" Bruce whispered to the sleeping Dick, noting how pale he was
Dick's eyelids began to tremble and suddenly two big light blue eyes were staring at Bruce
"Bruce?" Dick said with weak voice
"I'm here, chum" Bruce looked to the young hero with worried eyes "How're you feeling?"
"Like if I was hit by a truck" Richard tried to joke
"Well, almost" Bruce didn't even smile
"How bad?" asked Dick beginning to worry
"Three broken ribs, two bruised, one broken leg and a lot of scratches all over your body" said Bruce, again trying not to shout.
"Ouch?" The young hero tried to laugh but stopped when he realize how much it hurt "Not asterous"
"What hurts?" Bruce knew it was a stupid question, but he had to ask something
"I'm fine, Bruce" said the raven haired boy "I could run a marathon"
"I don't think so" Bruce walked over to the edge of the bed to adjust the dial of the pain killers in the I.V. bag "You need to rest"
"Bruce…I…I don't want to…to sleep…again" with the medication already working in his system Richard couldn't even protest with enough energy
"Just a couple of hours more, chum. You'll be alright, just rest" said Bruce stroking gently the boy's raven hair
Dick began to fall in the darkness and soon he was asleep
"He'll recover, Bruce" Dr. Leslie said gently touching the man's shoulder. Alfred had called Leslie since the moment Bruce told him that Dick was hurt.
"I know Leslie. It's just…I'm not sure that letting him be Robin is safe anymore" said Bruce holding Dick's hand. The boy was still asleep
"Bruce, can you imagine what kind of reaction Richard would show if you don't let him be Robin anymore?" said the woman checking on the heart monitor "Robin is, somehow, Dick himself"
"I know, I know Leslie, but he's so young…"
"Bruce" Leslie cut him off "You let him become Robin when he was nine, if there was a time when you should've said he was too young, then that was it, not now. Besides he is a great hero and has you as a mentor, which makes it better" Leslie smiled tenderly
"Thanks, Leslie" Bruce smirked to her
"You're welcome, Bruce. Now I have to leave, please call me if something changes. OK?
"Sure, Leslie" The woman leaved, and Bruce just stayed there thinking about the first time Dick had gone out as Robin
"From the moment you put the mask on, you're not Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne's ward, besides you're Robin, Batman's partner" Bruce said solemnly to a nine-year-old Richard Grayson. The eyes of the boy grew bigger and an exited giggle flew out of his mouth
"And I'll be able to go on patrol with you?" said the little boy
"Well, of course, chum, that's why you are my partner" Bruce smirked a little
"Cool! Thanks, Bruce" the boy said. He was the cutest thing that Bruce had ever seen (in a paternal way, of course!)With his messy raven hair, his big baby blue eyes, his pale skin and his bright personality. He was just adorable, an adorable little acrobat "Now I'm Robin, The Boy Wonder!"
"The Boy Wonder?" Bruce raised an eyebrow
"Hey! You're the World Greatest Detective! I have the right to be The Boy Wonder" said Dick pouting lightly
"Yes, you have that right" now Bruce was smiling
"We're going to be the greatest team in the world!" said the hero now named Robin, doing some back flips
Bruce couldn't help but smile a little bit more
"I can't lose you, Dick" said the man softly, snapping out of his memories
"I'm not going anywhere, Bruce" said a weak voice
When Bruce looked down, he saw Dick smiling at him from the hospital bed. Bruce blushed lightly
"Sorry, did I wake you?" said the older man
"Nah, you didn't make any noise" the young hero smirk "And Bruce seriously, I'm not going anywhere, so stop drugging me up, like a little kid!" said Dick with an annoyed tone in his voice
"Why did you wake up, then?" said Bruce
Dick bit his lower lip and lowered his gaze, ashamed
"Nightmares?" Bruce guessed
"…yeah" the boy said in a soft whisper
Bruce gently stroked Dick's raven hair and smiled at him
"It's ok, I'm here with you, and just like you I'm not going anywhere, Dick" said the older man "Go back to sleep"
"Thanks Bruce" said Richard closing his eyes and letting sleep take him, but before he fell into a peaceful slumber, he said in a soft whisper "Love you, dad"
Bruce´s eyes grew bigger at this statement, Dick didn't call him all the time, and when he does it was a very…very special occasion
"Love you too, son"
So...what do you think about it? Did you liked it? Am I a terrible writer? Review please! Tell me what do you think about the first chapter. Thanks for reading! I want to thank Asha Carcella for correcting me, and because is going to be doing Beta in this story. THANKS! *Claps*