Ladies and Gentleman, it has been a while but if you guessed that the last chapter was the Incredibles, you were correct! Well done to Elliott Ray for getting in there first! Here is another scene, place your guesses in the review section!

The steady beeping echoed through the room, each beep growing farther away from the last. The sun had set outside and the lights of the hospital room were dim. There were no doctors or nurses in the room, they had made her as comfortable as they could but there was no way they could save her. Not after a fall like that.

A woman lay on the pillows, looking out towards the window. Her body was numb and her mind was growing more and more clouded. Where was her son? Oh, there he was, outside playing with his cousin. But it was starting to get dark, he needed to come back in before he caught a cold. It was already so cold.

'Dick,' she called out. 'It's turned so cold.' The boy did not react to her call, he carried on his game with John.

'Dick,' she called again. 'It's past your bedtime. You've played the day away and soon it will be night.'

Dick looked up from his game and then he was there standing in front of her.

'Come to me,' she tried to raise her arms to embrace him, but only one of her wrists would move from beside her. 'Dick, the light is fading.' She looked up at the sky and saw that the stars were spread across the darkness. Dick had always loved the stars. 'Can you see the evening star appearing?'

Dick came closer, standing just above her.

'Come, rest upon my shoulder.' Every moment it seemed to be growing colder, she needed to get him warm or he would get sick. She shuddered from the cold and it sent a strange, uncomfortable sensation down her body causing her to moan.

'Shh.' A man came to her side, smartly dressed and handsome. She knew him, she had seen him before. 'Dear Mary, Richard will be here soon. He will be by your side.'

What was this man talking about? Richard was right there. She looked to where her son had been standing, only to find that he was gone. Frantically she looked around.

'Richard? My child, where did he go?' The action exhausted her and she fell back against the pillows.

'Shh, rest don't strain yourself.' The man said, resting a hand on her brow. She looked into his eyes and felt that she would be able to trust this man.

'My son?'

'Shall live in my protection.' The man said with full sincerity.

'Take him now.' She begged, the realisation that she would never see him again was beginning to dawn on her. She suddenly remembered the performance, the sound of the wires snapping and the crowd scream as the world had raced around her. She had seen Dick's face as she fell, he looked so scared as he had called to her to reach to grasp her. She had screamed his name before her world had exploded in pain.

'Your child will want for nothing.' But this man, this man right here. Bruce Wayne. She remembered him now. He had been at the performance, he was kind and he had been kind to Dick. He would take care of her son, she was sure of it.

'Good, Sir. You come from God in Heaven.' Her eyes were tired and she could no longer keep them open. 'Tell Dick, I love him...and I will see him...when I wake.'

Her eyes closed and the rhythmic beeps that had filled the room became one continuous tone.

Bruce stood from the bed, kissed Mary Grayson's forehead. As the doctors and nurses entered the room to announce the time of death, Bruce left the room and called the man he trusted most in this world to do the most important thing he had ever been tasked with.

'Alfred, I need you to contact social services. We are getting custody of Richard Grayson.'