Tales of Mommy!Bats
Four times someone was a mother figure to Robin/Nightwing and the one time he saved them all.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters from Batman, Young Justice or any DC type thing.
Chapter One: Selina Kyle
Selina Kyle AKA Catwoman was out and about in Gotham, she was thinking about a robbery but she didn't feel like she could be bothered tonight. It was more than likely all the rain pouring over her, causing her hair become plastered to the back of her leather cat-suit. She didn't even know why she was still out; any sane person would be at home curled up someplace warm. She didn't even spot her favorite playmate, Batman and his little bird out tonight.
She grumbled as a cold gust of wind rippled through her skin tight, leather cat suit. She didn't like being out in this weather, how anyone could is beyond her. She had just turned around to head back to her warm, cozy apartment with all her fuzzy cats when gunshots from below caught her attention. As well as she could with all this torrential rain made her way to a good vantage point. What she saw chilled her even more than the rain did, Robin, Gotham's little bird was kneeling in a puddle. He was clutching his bleeding shoulder and was breathing heavily. He was obvious weak, cold and tried and a man wearing dark clothing was advancing on the injured bird waving the gun around, shouting out nonsensical words.
Catwoman was not going to stand for anymore of this and pulled out her whip and made her move. As she leapt down towards the duo, lashing her whip out. It wrapped around the barrel of the gun and with a flick of her wrist, the gun flew out of the man's grip. She landed between Robin and the man, tense and ready to pounce like a pissed off cat.
"Cat…Catwoman?" Robin asked, shaking his wet ebony hair out of his eyes.
"I'm here little one, this man won't be hurting you anymore." Catwoman flashed Robin a smile as she turned back towards the man and a look of fury overcame her face. She rushed forward and using a swift and easy martial arts move and she had him on his stomach and her knee digging harshly into his back. She leaned down to his ear, hand reaching into his greasy hair and yanked his head backwards.
"If you ever, EVER even THINK about coming near Robin again. I will END you, painfully and slowly. Do you understand me?" She hissed in his ear, low and dangerous.
He nodded quickly and she smiled. "Good." With that she smashed his head against the pavement, knocking him out. She got off her back, dusting off her hands before rushing over to her injured bird.
Robin had moved from his spot in the puddle over to the closet wall, he was sitting against it, his head tilted backwards and his skin pale as snow.
"Oh Robin." Catwoman rushed to his side and gently peeled his fingers away from the wound.
"Just a graze." Robin admitted, slightly startling the leather clad woman beside him.
"You can explain it to me later little one, right now we need to get out of this rain." She made tried to move Robin, but a sharp intake of breath made her pause up. She frowned; something else might be hurting him, something other than a bullet graze. She reached into her belt and gave him an apologetic look before injecting a needle into his elbow, he groaned as the drugs flowed into his blood stream.
Catwoman stood up, glanced around before bending down and ignoring the weak sounds of protest, scooped the injured bird into her arms before taking off into the stormy night.
She arrived at her apartment within a few minutes; she had put on extra speed knowing time could be of the essence. She entered her bedroom, her cats following behind the trail of wetness she was leaving behind. She softly placed the 13 year old on her bed before she started to take off his wet uniform He would surely blush a very bright red when he woke up, but to save his life she didn't really care. It wasn't like she hadn't seen him mostly naked anyways. She had shown up a few times in the summer at the Wayne manor and had joined Dick for a swim.
She hissed like an angry cat when she saw a smattering of fresh bruises covering the boy's torso and the now sluggish blood coming from the bullet graze. She set to work, pushing the super tightness of her own uniform (thanks to the rain) to the back of her mind as she worked.
Finally after what seemed like forever she had finished cleaning and wrapping all his wounds, including his ribs. She wasn't sure how they were damaged but she figured this would hold until Alfred patched him up later in the bat-cave. Content with her handiwork, she entered her bathroom with a change of clothes. She took a quick, hot shower and pulled her wet hair up into a ponytail. She slid on black yoga pants and a thin, knit white sweater before going to check on her baby bird.
Even with the heavy fleece sheets pulled up to his chin, Dick was restless. Selina kicked off her cat slippers and pulled up the sheets before sliding into the bed beside the 13 year old. He out of reflex burrowed closer to the newfound heat source and his breathing evened out. She ran her fingers through his damp raven locks, a fond smile on her lips. She dozed off, lulled into relaxation by Dick's breathing, heat and presence.
The sun fought against the storm clouds and by the time Selina awoke it had won, shining brightly for all of Gotham to see. She looked down and was pleased to see Dick still fast asleep in her arms; the combination of everything must have really worn him out. She planted a tender kiss on his forehead before slowly extracting herself from the bed. She giggled silently when Dick grunted and curled up in the warm spot that she had vacated. She grabbed her phone and quickly snapped a photo of the moment for future viewing.
Dick Grayson opened his eyes slowly, he felt warm, cozy and sore all over. He rubbed his eyes before hissing out as a pain flared up on his torso and his shoulder. The previous night came rushing back at breakneck speeds. He lay on what he assumed was Selina Kyle's bed in her apartment as he cleared his mind. He took a few calming breaths and pushed back the sheets and swung him self slowly out of the bed and shuffled into the common area to see Selina already sitting on her couch, petting one of her many cats. A breakfast set out on the coffee table before her.
"Moring little birdy." Selina smiled at the pre-teen who was shuffling on the spot in his boxers. "You're uniform should be dry by now." She offered up and he nodded, feeling his cheeks heating up. He went back into the bedroom, grabbing his dry Robin uniform on his way. He decided to just wear the tights and Kevlar undershirt so he wasn't so exposed. He shyly re-entered the common area and sat on the other end of the couch and smiled, as the black cat made itself comfortable on his lap.
"Eat, then you are telling me exactly what happened last night." Selina pushed a full plate of pancakes, eggs and bacon under his nose.
"Yes Selina…Thanks." He said ducking his head before going at the plate of food. Selina watched amused, he was after all a growing boy. She was just glad she made enough as Dick went back for seconds before falling backwards against the couch cushions, his stomach full.
"You can start with why on earth you were out patrolling alone in the rain." Selina pressed and Dick absently stroked the black cat's fur.
"Bats was hurt on a league mission and got a cold on top of that, A had to drug his coffee to get him to sleep. I went out to patrol; there were no major breakouts so it was just low-level thugs out. It started to rain half way through the night; I had been training with the team all day so I was bruised up from that and the others gangs I took down earlier in the night, but then I ran into that man you took down, thanks for that… He was threatening to kill himself, so I started to talk him out of it but he took it the wrong way and shot at me. I dodged out of the way, but the bullet grazed me and then you came in." Dick explained the backstory to the previous night.
"Well damn, good thing I got there when I did then huh little one?" Selina reach across the couch and squeezed his forearm gently.
"I'm glad you were. I should get back, A is probably worried sick and Bats is more than likely having to be restrained to stop from getting out into the streets looking for me. Hey, I know! Why don't you come back with me? I'm sure he would be happy to see me, plus A and I need all the help we can get. B get's really stubborn when he is injured and sick by themselves, but together." Dick widened his eyes dramatically.
"Okay, okay! I'll come back with you little one." Selina agreed putting her hands up to stop the rambling of words coming from Dick's mouth.
"Thanks!" Dick had to restrain from bouncing as he had a cat perched on his lap still.
Together they did the dishes and cleaned up her apartment before Dick and Selina suited up and after sending Dick a glare, he agreed to ride on the back of her motorcycle as to not annoy his injures further by jumping over rooftops.
Robin and Catwoman entered the Gotham City zeta tube and Robin punched in the bat-cave as the destination, in a flash of light they were in the cave.
"I don't care! I'm going to find him!" Bruce's familiar voice rang out.
"No need, I have something to return." Selina called out taking off her mask with grace.
"Dick!" Bruce rushed over to his son and knelt before him, taking in his blood stained uniform and bandages peeking out from under the ripped fabric.
"Shouldn't you be in bed resting?" Dick asked his father sternly.
"Shouldn't you have been home last night?" He shot back just as sternly.
"Both of you, in bed now. Don't make me use this." Alfred warned, holding up a needle full of liquid.
The father and son took one look at the needle, then at each other before they quickly headed towards the sick bay that was set up in the cave. Bruce made sure Dick was comfortable on his bed before getting on his bed beside the one Dick was lying on.
"A bullet grazed his shoulder and I'm not sure of the condition of his ribs." Selina told Alfred quietly, as not to alarm Bruce anymore than he already was.
"Thank you Miss Kyle, with you here there is a good chance that these two may actually stay in bed during their recovery." Alfred nodded as she walked over to the two lying in the infirmary beds. He gave them both sedatives, ignoring their protests that they don't need them.
"It's okay little one, when you wake up you will feel much better." Selina soothed Dick, stroking his hair; the 13 year old nodded and closed his eyes, giving into the drugs.
"Thank you Selina." Bruce said sincerely before he too gave into the drugs.
"Now if you don't mind, I have a low level thug to go pay another visit." Selina replaced her own mask and walked over to the zeta tube. She waved at Alfred, silently promising to be back before the two bats awoke.
Alfred just smiled as he started his work, nothing would stand in the way between a mommy!Bat and anyone who hurt her baby bird.