*This is not connected to the Dynamic Bond Story…just a little fic for the heck of it*

I was at the mall for lunch today and I was bored and this is what happens when I'm bored.

As usual Batman and all related characters do not belong to me.

^^Also note that this has be redone so reading again is advised^^

Chapter 1

It had been a long night patrolling Gotham City, and Batman had just finished wrapping up the last group of thugs he had taken down. Another gift for the GCPD.

"Batman to cave." He groaned into the radio as he slid into the driver's side of the Batmobile. He was tired and it was late, it was time to head back home.

"Here, Sir." Came the British voice over the radio.

"I'm on my way back Alfred. Things were actually kind of quiet for once." Batman replied with a yawn as he started the car.

"Of course, sir. I shall make sure that your bed is ready for you… do you require anything else?" Alfred asked.

Batman was about to reply when a faint click alerted him that someone was trying to contact him via the comm. Link.

"Go ahead." He barked. Whoever was calling him had better have a damn good excuse. He was tired.

"…"

For what seemed like forever there was no reply, just the faint sounds of someone breathing.

"Commissioner?" He guessed.

"…" Again, there was no reply.

"Who is this?" He asked again.

"…Bat..man…" The voice finally answered.

Batman's eyes narrowed when he realized who it was that was on the other line. "Nightwing?" He asked, wondering why his former partner was contacting him.

"...I…could use a hand…boss." Nightwing's voice replied. The soft and pained tone of his voice told Batman that something was wrong.

"Why?" Batman barked. He hadn't heard of seen the young man for over two years now. Why was he calling him for help now?

"…ambush…could use…some help." Came Nightwing's answer as he was overcome with a pained fit of coughing.

Batman could hear that Nightwing was in pain, but that didn't faze him. "Nightwing…we're not partners anymore…get yourself out of whatever you got yourself into."

He knew that he was probably being too harsh on the young man, but time had yet to heal the old wounds he shared with him.

"…I'll try…" The pain and sadness in Nightwing's voice was becoming more apparent.

Batman sighed, and as if on instinct, his hand moved to the dashboard and flipped on the tracking system. "You're in Gotham? I thought I said to stay out of my city." He growled as he noticed that Nightwing was somewhere at the Dockyards between Gotham and Bludhaven.

"…Yeah…ended up here…followed a gun trafficker from Bludhaven…got into something over my ability to get out of…reason I called you…" Came Nightwing's explanation as he started coughing again.

Batman groaned as he realized that he was going to have to go there and bail his former partner out of the trouble he got into. "Fine. I'm on my way." He barked as he turned the wheel and headed towards the dockyards.

"Thanks…I owe ya one…" Nightwing said with a sigh.

'Don't thank me yet Kid.' Batman thought to himself as he continued to dodge Gotham City traffic as he got closer and closer to the dockyards.

Why is Bstsy being an Ass? Will he get to Nightwing in time? What 'Old wounds' did Batman mean? Tune in next time for the answer…same Bat-Time…same Bat-Channel…yeah sorry for the short chapter, I started on this and figured it was a good place to end. Don't worry though the next chapter is being worked on so you don't have to wait much longer.