Truth is I'm not sure if Gordon has a brother, also in this story Gordon is still quite young, he has brown hair. I sort of made it up. Please don't be mad. Disclaimer: Batman does not belong to me.
Jim Gordon rushed up the stairs to his apartment, his vision becoming worse by the second. Reaching his apartment he fumbled with his keys attempting to get the right one and put it in the lock. He paid little attention to the blood trickling down his arm and the soaked shirt he was wearing. Missing the key hole a few times he finally shoved the key in and unlocked the door. Closing it behind him and locking all the locks, he hurried to his office bumping into and tripping over some furniture on the way. Frantically he opened and closed each drawer at his desk till he pulled out a file, it read: Mayor Alaisn. Shoving the file into his coat pocket he opened the window and climbed out onto the fire escape, closing the window behind him. Black dots started to appear before his eyes and he felt light-headed, everything started to swirl around him. Grabbing onto the railing he ran down the metal stairs, when his whole body went weak, causing him to fall down the rest of the stairs to the turning point, where the stairs change direction. He struggled to get up but to no prevail. Jim was hanging by a thread onto consciousness and was starting to not feel the pain from the shot or his entire body. For the first time he was happy his wife and kids had gone on vacation without him and were visiting his older brother, who was a high-ranking general. That way they couldn't be used as a threat against him. He chuckled at his thoughts, glad they would be safe even if he died. Then he heard footsteps against metal.
'They found me,' he thought when they got closer. He closed his eyes waiting for the final blow, but was surprised when a familiar voice hissed his name.
"Gordon!"
He could hear the man kneel beside him and he opened his eyes. The man carefully helped him stand and Jim managed to cough out, "No... Hospitals..." before he blacked out.
Jim felt himself being lifted to something, but he couldn't open his eyes. He heard voices and a felt something like a needle being put into his arm.
"I'll do it, "rasped the familiar voice from before, as Jim passed out.