Chapter 7: I'm Not Going Anywhere

Tim's POV

"Daddy!" I screamed before shooting up in the bed.

It had only been a dream. It was just a dream. I had just seen Batman, Nightwing, and Robin all die before my eyes... It's tough when you're the only one who isn't with your family at night.

Pulling the covers back and grabbing my stuffed monkey, Banana, I slid off my bed and hurried over to Jason's room. His room is right beside mine. But he wasn't in bed; he's still on patrol with Daddy and possibly Dick… What if something happened to them? What if they weren't coming home?

I practically ran over to the grandfather clock and pushed a chair against the frame before climbing onto the chair, so I could reach the hands of the clock. Carefully I moved the hands to the correct time and slipped into the cave.

Disappointment struck as I found it to be empty. I just want my family to be okay and safe at home. I retreated to my room and crawled back into bed. I should just try to go back to sleep. They'll be home soon. They're okay; they have to be.

********Break********

"No!" I screamed as I shot up in bed.

I had just had that same dream… My family. Gone. Dead. And I could do nothing to help them.

Pulling the covers back and grabbing Banana, I slid off my bed and hurried over to Daddy's room. I stopped short when I came to his door. What if he was asleep? I don't want to wake him up or bother him.

After what felt like hours later, I softly pushed his door open and peeked inside. A giant figure was asleep in the large bed. They had probably gotten in after I fell back asleep. I tried to silently close the door back. I don't want to bother him.

"Tim?"

I froze as he sleepily called my name. I didn't mean to wake him up. I softly padded across the dark room and over to his side of the bed.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." I lied, not wanting to waste his time.

"Did you have a bad dream?" he asked before yawning and sitting up as I nodded.

His hands stretched down and lifted me onto his knee as I looked up at him. "Do you want to talk about it?" he asked.

I quickly shook my head as he studied me.

"I'm not going to let anything or anyone hurt you. You can tell me what's bothering you."

"I had a dream that you died." I whispered.

"I'm not going anywhere and neither are you... Just try to get some sleep." He gently replied before setting me down.

"Can I... Can I sleep with you?" I whispered before blushing.

Yet, he accepted my request. I soon found myself laying in the crook of his arm as I curled up against him. His fingers combed through my hair as I leaned into the touch. A small yawn escaped my lips as I felt my eyes beginning to close.

"Night Daddy. I love you." I murmured.

"Goodnight Tim."

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