A/N: This has been languishing on my hard drive for well over a year now and I figured I might as well post it before it got lost in the depths of my computer, never to be seen again. Seeing as how I don't have a collection of drabbles for Batman yet (I've got collections for two other fandoms, might as well add one for this one too!) I decided this would be as good a time as any to start one. Most will revolve around Batman/Bruce and Jim Gordon (because I'm a sucker for the friendship between those two) and none will be slash. Updates will be sporadic at best, mostly just whenever I get the inspiration (which hasn't been often lately, unfortunately). Anyway, hope you enjoy!
Title: Glimpses of the Past
Characters: Batman/Bruce Wayne and Jim Gordon
Word Count: 200 (double drabble)
Warnings: None
"...'Why do we fall?'"
"What?" Gordon asked in surprise.
"Someone very important used to ask me that," Batman answered after a brief moment of hesitation. He didn't look at Gordon as he did so, instead staring back out over the city once again and looking as if his mind was somewhere else entirely.
Gordon lowered his eyes and fiddled with his coffee, obviously curious but also not wanting to interrupt Batman's train of thought. Eventually however he could contain his curiosity no longer and he spoke up again; "Did you ever find out the answer?"
When Batman just glanced at him Gordon elaborated, "To why we fall?"
It may have been the commissioner's over tired brain playing tricks on him, but on that night Jim Gordon would have bet his reputation that he had caught a glimpse of a tiny smile – a real, human smile – on the Batman's face.
"So we can learn to pick ourselves back up," The hero finally murmured, in a voice much softer than usual, before finally slipping off into the shadows of Gotham's alleyways and vanishing silently into the night.
"Thank you," Gordon breathed after a long and thought-filled moment of silence. "I needed that."
