Prompt #6 – Promise
Episode – Doomsday Sanction
When he awoke, the pain was worse; medication was wearing off. Great. And a (less physical) pain in the neck was sitting by the bed, his bulky frame barely fitting on the small chair.
"How are you feeling, Bruce?" Why did he have to look so worried?
"I've been better." He glared threateningly; he was good at that.
Superman ignored the patented Bat-scowl; he was good at that. "Bruce, I've been thinking about what you said. And…you're right."
"I usually am."
Alien-blue eyes rolled. "Look, I'm serious, Bruce! I…need you to promise me something."
Batman turned his head in the neck brace. "If it ever happens, you want me to take you down, and not Cadmus," he supplied quietly.
Superman's gaze dropped floor-ward. "Yes."
"I will." It was a promise, and one he hoped desperately he would never have to keep. "But you'd better never make me do it, Clark."