Hey guys! Well it has been a long time since I have wrote a fanfiction. It was probably back in 2013. I had just lost interest in writing but over the course of my freshman year I have finally learned to love writing again. I've always wanted to write the more fragile side of Damian. The part of him that needs help and needs to be cared for. The part of him that still thinks he is a child. We don't see enough of that in the comics. So without further notice here is chapter 2.
Day 1
Richard arrived at the hospital and opened the door for the younger Wayne. They had been lucky that they could stay in Gotham due to the hospital having the right equipment for the ongoing months to come. Once they walked into the big glass doors of the hospital Damian could see many sick weak people and fear ran over him. He didn't want to be like them weak and unable to take of themselves. The Teen stayed close to his older brother as he was checked in at the desk. The nurse gave a small smile to Damian. Of course he didn't smile back thinking that this was not a smiling or happy time. The nurse talked to Richard asking him several question about Damian and when he had started feeling different. After a while a nurse showed them to a room that they would be in for quite a while.
"Grayson how long will I be staying here?" Damian asks as they entered the big hospital room.
"Damian to be honest I don't know it's just until your better and the cancer is mostly gone." Richard replies and sat on the couch near the big windows.
A nurse walked back in with a hospital robe in her hands," Damian we are going to need you to change into this so we can take an MRI and diagnose the cancer better," The nurse says and laid the robe and things on the bed. "Once your changed press this button okay," The nurse say and walks out.
"I'm not wearing a dress Grayson over my dead body will I wear this," Damian say holding up the robe showing Richard.
"Damian you have to, can you not be stubborn for 5 minutes just listen to what the doctors say they know what they are doing." He say with an annoyed sigh.
"But Grayson this is ridiculous," The teen says continuing to complain.
"Damian do you want to get better because you're going to be wearing those for several months," Richard says looking at the younger boy. Damian slowly nodded and walked into the bathroom changing into the robe.
The young Wayne walked out of the bathroom and slipped the light coat on over the robe and put the white slippers on.
He pressed the button and a nurse walked in with a smile. "Okay follow me Damian this shouldn't take more than an hour" she says and motions for Damian to follow.
Richard started getting up. "I'm sorry Mr. Grayson but you art aloud to come," The nurse says softly and Richard sits back down on the couch.
She led him into a dimly lit room with a big machine. "Lay down on her please," The nurse says and gets everything ready.
Damian did exactly as she said and laid down on the small cot. She put a pair of headphones on his head that played load music.
Once the machine turned on it was very loud and Damian could hear it through the loud music. The nurse left the room and went into a small room that had a window that could see into the MRI room.
Once MRI started she started talking to Damian," Okay so stand as still as possible and you will be out of here and back in your room." She says.
Soon enough Damian was back in his room sitting on the bed with his legs crossed drawing in his sketch book. He thought about all the things he would miss back at the manor. There was pennyworth and his cooking especially his cookies they would always make his day better. Training he would miss training with his father and brothers. The thing he would miss the most were his animals. Titus and Alfred, yes they were annoying but he cared for them so much and had grown to even love the two animals.
Damian's attention was turned to the door hearing someone knocking. Once the door opened Damian couldn't believe who it was, "Drake…"