Tales of Mommy!Bats
Four times someone was a mother figure to Robin/Nightwing and the one time he saved them all.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters from Batman, Young Justice or any DC type thing.
Chapter Four: Diana Prince (Wonder Woman)
Nightwing groaned his head was pounding. He opened his eyes and only saw dust; chunks of plaster and drywall surround him. Including the huge piece that was currently trapping his leg at an awkward angle. He sat up and tugged at his leg but quickly stopped as it only caused him more pain. He tried to push the plaster off his leg but it was too heavy and his whole body felt numb. He closed his eyes and tried to remember what happened. He knew he was on a mission from the league; he was alone on a recon mission. They must have known someone from the league was coming because the place had been booby-trapped with explosive's that had activated the moment he entered the room. He couldn't move fast enough and was buried under the building.
He reached his hand up to his ear to hit his communicator but it wasn't there. The building falling on him must have knocked it out. He leaned back against the floor and tried to block out the huge waves of pain that was coming from his leg. He had no idea how long he had been there but hopefully the league had noticed that the place they sent him was now a huge pile of rubble.
He kept his eyes closed because he knew the room he was trapped in was on the small side. He would never admit it but as he grew up he grew a hatred of small, enclosed spaces. He only had ever told one person of this hatred because Wonder Woman had found him during a panic attack after being trapped in an elevator on the watchtower alone for 20 minutes.
He breathed out a few times and tried to focus on anything else but his mind kept going back to how he was trapped under a fallen building and his breathing increased and he felt a panic attack building up in his chest.
He was on the getting closer to the edge of a panic attack when the ground around him started to shake again, this only pushed him that much closer to falling into a panic.
"DICK!" Diana Prince shouted out as she smashed her way through the rubble of the building before her.
"Auntie… Diana…" Nightwing's eyes snapped open to see a hole in the ceiling above him and the familiar outline of Wonder Woman.
"Dick, hold on my little Robin." Diana called down and gently as she could she dropped down next to the teen.
"My leg…" Nightwing gasped out.
"Remember to breathe Dick, just breathe." Diana reminded him as she easily lifted the plaster off the teen's leg, gasping quietly at the blood and awkward angle of his leg.
"This is going to hurt, but soon it will go away. I promise my little Robin. I promise." Diana smoothed back Dick's sweaty raven locks and gently picked him up in her arms.
"Knew… They… Knew… Explosives." Dick gasped out the information before his eyes rolled up in his head and he went limp in his Aunt's arms.
Diana tensed and then she was flying straight up through the hole she created. She was up in the air in moments and she heard gasps of pain and panic coming from the teen in her arms. She tightened her grip and flew towards the hall of Justice. Blowing past the security and straight to the Zeta tubes, beaming up to the watchtower. Once she got there, she flew into the air and towards the medical bay, startling the people inside with the bloody and almost unconscious Nightwing in her arms.
"Do not just stand there and stare. Help him!" Diana shouted at the stunned Barry Allen.
"Don't have to tell me twice." Barry carefully gathered Dick into his arms and shot off in a blur of red into the surgery room.
Diana took a few breaths and walked into the closet bathroom and leaned on the edge of the sink. She looked up at herself in the mirror and shuddered at what she saw looking back. She was paler than usual making her uniform stand out sharply, her arms, hands and said uniform were stained in blood… Dick's blood, she only thought his leg was broken but there was blood. She breathed out slowly, praying to the gods that she had gotten to him in time.
She twisted the tap and spent silent minutes as she scrubbed at her blood-covered hands and arms, washing Dick's blood away from her skin. She watched as the blood swirled around the white sink before it disappeared down the drain. She shook her head and dried her skin off before running her hands through her black hair before shuffling out of the bathroom. She crossed her arms over her chest and waited near the med bay doors for any news of Dick's condition.
"Diana! What happened? Is that blood?" Superman and Batman were hurrying towards her.
"The recon mission Nightwing went on turned bad." Wonder Woman stated grimly and she noticed how Batman tensed up.
"He said there was explosives ready in the building, they knew someone was coming and planned to burry whoever came under the building." Diana looked down at her bloodstained uniform and shuddered again but relaxed when Clark put a hand on her shoulder in comfort.
"Any news?" Batman became Bruce, his tone filled with worry for his eldest.
"No, I haven't heard anything. He's strong Bruce, he will pull through this like he does everything else." Diana embraced the bat whom actually hugged her back; he must be really worried about his son.
Minutes passed in silence before the doors opened with a swish and a tried looking Barry walked out to meet them.
"How is he?" The three asked in unison.
"He's going to make it." Barry grinned and suddenly the trio felt like a huge weight lifted off their shoulders.
"How bad?" Batman asked, voice gravely.
"His leg was broken in two places and numerous cuts from the debris that needed stitches. We have him under sedatives to give him some long over due rest. You can see him now." Barry reported grimly but finished off with a smile. He quickly jumped out of the way as the trio barreled through the doorway towards the bed that held the unconscious form of Nightwing. Barry smiled at the group fondly before he headed off to tell the others of Nightwing's condition.
Diana and Bruce took the two chairs automatically before taking one of Dick's hands in their own. Clark looked at the scene fondly, feeling relieved that Dick was going to be all right then he had a thought.
"Someone had to tell Dinah…" Clark realized aloud. "Don't worry, I'll tell her…" He quickly offered. He got silent nods from the two; Clark reached down and gently squeezed Dick's un-injured leg before he strode out of the room, cape billowing out behind him.
"I have to tell them…" Bruce said slowly as he clasped Dick's limp hand with both of his.
"Go, I'll keep a close eye on him." Diana swore.
"I know… Diana… Thank you for saving him." Bruce smiled a real smile at her.
"Always, he's my little Robin too." Diana smiled back. Bruce dropped a kiss to his son's forehead before he too left the room with his cape billowing.
"Overly dramatic men." Diana laughed before she turned back to watch the sedated teen hero sleep easily.
"You really scared me little Robin." Diana smoothed Dick's messy hair off his forehead. "I'm so glad I found you in time, do not worry. I will never let anything happen to you if I can help it."