When Time got to the hospital he could hear the sounds of the doctors yelling orders around him. Then he blacked out just as Batman's walked in the room he had been observing.
"Why are you putting restraints on him?" his monotone voice demanded.
"This is Tim Drake, the cops have been after this kid for theft for weeks now, I assumed that's why you brought him in."
Batman's jaw hardened. In all the chaos he had not taken a proper look at the boy, it was indeed Tim Drake, the boy he had himself seen steal women's purses and robbed stores behind the clerks back.
The police came in behind him, "That's the kid, when will he be ready to take to the Detention Centre?"
The doctors looked down at the limp, skinny body of the obvious malnourished and frail boy, but little sympathy shone in their eyes as they too had heard of the kid's crimes.
"He has a broken arm, he will need to be kept on pain medication that should keep him weak for some time, but in two days he should be fine."
"Where is the Commissioner," Batman growled and the police officer gestured to the lobby that was guarded, "I'll be back."
When Tim did wake his head was woozy and he could barely raise it without feeling nauseas, he guessed this was the reason he couldn't raise his arms but when he did manage to look down he saw that he was tied down by his hands.
"What the fuck!" he demanded as a doctor entered to check his vitals.
"I see you are feeling better, young man," the doctors said firmly then the machine spiked as Time saw Batman in the doorway. He froze, this was it, they were going to take him to prison. He began to shake and then he told himself that he would not go. He could drag him screaming and yelling but he would not go!
"I am not going to your fucking prison!" he screamed trying to thrash what little energy he had.
Batman's eyes narrowed on the boys face sternly, "Watch your mouth."
Tim bit his lip, the threatening authority weighed over him like a weight.
The doctor went over, ignoring the conversation of Tim and batman and pressed gently on Tim's wrist to check his pulse.
"Shit, that hurts!" Tim snapped now looking up to see Batman's lip curl.
"How is he doing?" Batman asked the doctor, now ignoring Tim completely.
"Better, you will be able to take him home tomorrow," the doctor said.
"WHAT?" Tim snapped, "home? Jokes on you, my Dad left, I aint got one!"
"Your going home with Batman young man, he just signed the adoption papers," the doctor said and Batman's eyes glued to Tim's face as he paled.
"Over my dead body," Tim screamed, thrashing his arms up and down and screaming, like a child taking a tantrum.
Then as if the drugs had swept over him he stopped and fell asleep, Batman looked to the doctor who was standing next to Tim with a shot.
"I need to take off his restraints to check his arm," the doctor explained, defending his actions, "he will be awake in a few hours if you want to visit."
He undid both the restraints and began to move the boys arms up and down to check the reflexes, while Batman disappeared back into the hospital.
Just one hour later Tim opened his heavy eyes lids again, groaning slightly but when he felt his unbounded arms he strained to sit up. Sliding slowly off the bed he was faced with a quick wave of energy. He jumped forward seeing the guards just down the hallway outside the lobby he sprinted in the other directions, listening to them scream in protest behind them.
But they couldn't reach him as his legs sprung him forward, hungry for speed after being bounded for days.
Then in one fast moving moment he slammed straight into the iron arms of Batman he held him by the biceps firmly.
"It's alright, I have him," Batman said though his eyes bore into Tim's panicked eyes.
He began to struggle, "Get the fuck off of me you bird!'
Suddenly Batman administered a firm swat to his backside causing Tim to yelp in pain.
"What the hell?"he snapped his face burning in humiliation as the guards and doctors exchanged a side glance.
"You forget, boy, I am your guardian now and trying to escape from the hospital was irresponsible and childish!" Batman declared, crouching down so that he was eye level with Tim, not allowing him to turn away.
""That doesn't mean you can fucking hit me!" he snapped trying again to slip out of Batman's grip. Batman twisted him to his side and delivered four hard swats to his backside but Tim didn't help this time, he was prepared for it so he just bit down on his lip and braved the pain. Then when Batman twisted him to face him he glared at the man who was responsible for his burning backside.
"I think it is time I take young Timothy home," Batman said to the guards and doctors who had watched silently.
It seemed almost alien to them to see Batman discipline a boy when he was capable of beating the most dangerous villains of Gotham to a pulp. Yet, the image of Batman as a father to the boy became easier to picture after he corrected the boy's behavior.
Batman kept hold of Timothy's bicep while he escorted him out the hospital Tim couldn't help but notice the people who stopped and stared at the caped crusader.
Time was terrified, not only was Batman one of the most dark and mysterious figures but his stern eyes seemed to take speech from him.
"I aint done nothing wrong, why can't you just let me go!" Tim said as Batman opened the passenger seat of his Bat-mobile to put Tim in it.
"This is not a punishment Timothy, though if you would like to be punished I could have the police take you to the cell that you were going to be put in."
Tim bit his lip, then tried to take a step away, despite Batman's grip on his bicep, "I could just leave."
Suddenly he was pushed into the passenger seat and the door closed firmly behind him.
Batman quickly got into the car and raced it down the street while Tim crossed his arm defiantly, "you can't keep me locked up forever," he muttered.
"That mouth will get you into a lot of trouble, Tim," Batman threatened harshly and Tim, now staring at Batman's hand became silent.
"I know a lot about you Tim, and I want you to know that stealing or swearing," he arched a brow in Tim's direction, "will not be tolerated."