Made for KKCoper's Robin Challenges. Promt 2:

Joker gets a hold of Robin and Batman intervenes, so just as Joker is about to shoot Robin *from under a foot away, mind u* Batman hits his gun, only moving it. It still goes off right in Robin's ear and he screams in pain, passing out. When he wakes up, he can't hear... What if our bird became deaf? (Daddy!Bats)

And I added a little romance. Hope you guys like it please review!

DICK:

One of the perks to being the Boy Wonder is that even though I've left the circus life behind, I can still experience the feeling of flying. The sound of air whipping at my cape, the feeling of my hair flying around crazily and the sight of Gotham down below is enough to make me forget that I'm chasing some psychotic freak.

Well it is until I land and have to face said psycho.

"well look who decided to drop by." Joker cackles crazily and turns his eyes on me. "Where's the Bat, Boy Wonder?" he asks and tilts his head to the side.

"Don't worry Joker. He'll be here." I answer and wait until the clown glances away from me before pouncing.

Our small struggle goes on for a few seconds before a window crashes open and I look up to see Bruce, clad in his Batman Costume.

"Think fast Birdie." I hear the rough voice tease before I'm knocked onto my knees and an arm is gripping my throat.

"Let him go." Bruce says emotionlessly. I feel my head get pushed back hurriedly before something cold and round is pressed against my temple.

"One more step Bats and he gets a bullet to the brain." Joker threatens angrily and presses the nozzle of his gun harder against my skull.

"Put the gun down." Batman murmurs and takes a step back cautiously.

"Bats." I gasp out when I hear the safety on the gun click.

"One false move and he gets it Batman." Joker teases and cackles loudly. I hear something whip through the hair and duck slightly when Joker's arm leaves my skin.

Yet no amount of training or avoiding can stop nor help the pain that explodes through my head. It starts above my ear and just flows through me until I swear I feel like my head is on fire.

"Robin!" Bruce screams but…it sound muffled and echoes afterwards as if we were in a large room instead of a small abandoned house.

I let myself drop to the floor and lift my hand to my head in attempts to stop he pain but when my hand connects with my temple I feel a warm gooey substance leak through my fingers.

It isn't very long until I hear the distance wail of police cars but before I can make anything else out, I'm out cold.

THIRD PERSON:

Bruce wasted no time after getting Joker into a police car. After refusing to let the ambulance take Dick to the Gotham Hospital, he rushed his little bird to the bat cave where Alfred was already waiting by the hospital bed.

"He's losing a lot of blood." Bruce mumbles and starts wiping away the thick red substance as Alfred disinfects the large wound.

"He should be fine Master Bruce." Alfred mumbles and gets to work on fixing their small child.

"It's my fault Alfred. If I had stayed with him from the beginning, this never would have happened." Bruce mumbles and watches as the butler easily removes the bullet and starts fixing the gash in the boy's head.

Dick whimpers when Alfred starts to stitch the cut closed and Bruce instinctively takes his son's hand.

"Bruce?" a small hand reaches up and tears the domino mask away before glancing up at the millionaire.

"It's okay Dick. Alfred is almost done fixing you up."

Bruce stares at Richard; waiting for the small smile and nod but…never receives the reassuring clues.

Instead Dick frowns and tilts his head slightly to the side as if waiting for someone to say something more.

"Master Bruce, I believe the proper and wise choice at a time like this would be to take an X-ray of Master Dick's brain. To make sure no damage was made." Alfred murmurs with a frown after finishing his work.

"Bruce I can't-" Dick is cut off when Bruce plucks him off the bed and walks him to the rather large machine in the corner.

"Stay still Richard." Bruce says sternly and lays the boy down before starting the machine.

"Bruce I'm trying to tell you-"

"Not now Dick. We have to see if you're okay."

With a sigh, Dick stays still and watches as a small light flashes onto the top of his head.

DICK:

It's…weird. There's no sound at all…well there's a faint ringing now and then but I don't think that counts. I'm talking about how even though I see Bruce's lips moving, I can't hear anything. Not a single sound. And to top it off, I have a splitting head ache that has my heart beat thundering.

I feel myself being moved and I look up to see Bruce starring at me as if he's waiting for something.

"Bruce I can't-" I try to say again but like the other times, I'm cut off.

Bruce looks at Alfred with an angry frown. His lips move quickly and he shakes his head but Alfred only sighs and nods slowly.

When Bruce turns back to me his blue eyes are sad and he takes my hand in his.

"What's going on?" I ask and wince when I can't even hear my own voice.

He looks into my eyes and speaks slowly. I have no problem reading his lips and I feel my body start going numb as realization sinks in

I'm deaf.