I got a prompt on my Tumblr when I asked for hospital prompts to do a future!fic where Bruce and Selina haven't spoken in years, but then Bruce finds out the hard way that he's still Selina's emergency contact.
At this point they are in their early 20s (Bruce being 21 and Selina 22) and haven't spoken in 5 years.
As per my usual style, the first chapter will focus on Bruce, the second Selina, and the third will be both.
Enjoy!
It was late... or early? He wasn't completely sure. All he knew was that he was tired. He'd been out all night -- like he was every night -- trying to bring justice to his city. He came home when he was sure the city was safe for another night, and sat at the desk in his father's study. It still didn't feel right calling it his study... maybe it never would.
Despite being exhausted, he couldn't sleep, and decided to begin on the mounds of paperwork from Wayne Enterprises he'd been putting off doing for far too long now.
He'd only gotten through a few pages of work before the phone rang. He stared at it for a moment in confusion, there was no reason for anyone to be calling him at this time. He picked it up and said "Hello?" into the receiver.
"Hello, I'm calling for mr. Wayne," a voice replied on the other end. "This is he," Bruce said, still confused. "Mr. Wayne, I'm calling from Gotham General. We have you down as the emergency contact for a ms. Selina Kyle."
Bruce felt his heart drop into his stomach, "What happened?" he asked, trying to keep is voice even. "I'm afraid she was involved in a mugging and sustained several, rather severe injuries. She's in surgery at the moment."
"...Okay," Bruce started, "Thank you. I'll be there as soon as I can." He hung up the phone, feeling dazed and in shock. He knew it couldn't have been a mugging, but Selina was too smart to tell anyone what she was really doing.
What that was he wasn't sure, but knowing Selina, she most likely wasn't completely innocent in whatever events had taken place.
He sighed -- he and Selina hadn't spoken in years, but he knew he must be the only person she had who she could ask for help. Why else would he still be her emergency contact?
Bruce entered the emergency wing of the hospital and asked where he could find Selina. A doctor took him to her room, "Now, I should warn you, she won't completely be herself at the moment. People tend to be very... happy as they come out of anesthetic." Bruce smiled slightly, "I understand. Thank you, doctor," he said as they reached Selina's room. She was still asleep when he entered, so he sat down in a visitor's chair on the far side of the room.
He shook his head and muttered, "What did you get yourself into, Selina?"
He only had to wait several minutes before Selina started to stir. She noticed him sitting after a minute and gave him a confused look -- still under the haze of anesthetic. "...Bruce...?" She slurred, finding it difficult to make her lips move the way she wanted them to. "...What... the hell... are you... doing here...?"