Gordon went outside to get some air while Dick and Barbara do their work. He blows smoke from his cigar and thinks back to how Gotham just had low-life criminals. But the moment of quiet is interrupted as Gordon walks around in the ashes of the Manor. He feels fear. Not knowing this was Alfred's doing, but what if it was the soldiers that did this. He can't believe his eyes. He feels like he's walking on a gravesite. Not sure what ashes were Alfred's.

He doesn't feel like smoking his cigar right now, so he stomps it out and just stands around. Wondering what to do next. Outgunned. Outmatched. But he still can't get Barbara out of his head. A part of him tells him he should stay with his daughter and keep her safe. The other part of him, however, is eager to fight back. To protect Barbara. The next thing he knows, his hand is on his gun. He clutches the handle and then peels his trench coat back to conceal his firearm, and heads back down to the Batcave. "Figure out the code?" Gordon shouts out.

"Not yet." Barbara answers back.

Gordon looks around and sees a missing body. "Where's uh, the other guy?"

"Dick is—"

She stops herself and replies with a wiser response. Clearing her throat. "Richard is out doing recon."

"Is there a car I can use?" Gordon asks.

"Nightwing was using it earlier. It was the prototype Batmobile."

Barbara turns around and asks, concerned. "You're not going back out there, are you?"

"I am."

Barbara stands up from her chair. Her face filled with worry. "But why?"

"Because it's my job to keep this city safe."

"You're not safe out there! That's why I brought you here!" Barbara shouts back.

Barbara appears frazzled now, but Jim controls himself. Trying to salvage the situation without it getting out of hand. He gets up close to Barbara and responds back. "I'm a cop and a father. If anything happened to you,"

He stops himself as he thinks about his words. Seeing Barbara in her Batsuit. "If anything else happened to you, I'd never forgive myself."

Barbara holds her father's hand tight and answers back. "I can take care of myself, dad."

"You shouldn't have to." Jim counters.

Jim takes Barbara's hand and places a hand over it. "I promised your mother I'd keep you safe. And I'll be damned if I let these people get away with it."

Jim's demeanor almost starts to waiver, but he then regains his composure. "I was scared before, but not anymore."

Barbara places a hand over Jim's and retorts. "I never wanted you to place your life on the line."

Jim nods back in approval. "Only one of us should have."

Jim takes a few steps back and drops his hands to his side as he asks again. "Do you have a car?"

Barbara sighs deeply, and then tosses Jim a miniature controller. "Press this to call back the Batmobile. The other one got smashed."

Jim catches it and presses the button. "It should only take a few minutes before it gets here." Barbara adds.

Jim nods back and he puts the controller into his pocket and after a moment of silence, he asks Barbara. "If your friend is doing recon, why not use the CCTV?"

"I tried that, but it seems like the soldiers have taken over the feed. It won't let me access it."

"Maybe we can do something about that." Jim remarks.

Barbara's worried, but at least Dick will be around to help him. "We get the CCTV back online, we can monitor their movements there." Jim explains.

The Batmobile comes back and Jim sets foot into the beast and is baffled at the number of buttons and switches. "This is…"

He sits down in the chair and gets his hand on the wheel. "...elaborate…"

"Yeah. I don't know how he does it." Barbara comments, smirking a little. Seeing Jim in the Batmobile. Always afraid of what her father would think, but the joy on his face is something she hasn't seen in a while.

A red dot appears on a map in the Batmobile and Barbara clarifies. "That'll lead you to Dick. And watch out for the APCs."

"Copy that." Jim answer's back.

He revs up the engine and feels the power surge through him. The cockpit closes up and Jim smiles at the ferocity of the vehicle. The platform rotates and the Batmobile starts its path back to Gotham with a roar echoing throughout the cave. With Barbara standing near the computer, watching her father run back into the fray. "Stay safe, dad."