Maia was pacing back and forth into the waiting room, tugging at the collar of her sky blue tank top. Richard was urging her to sit next to him, but she simply refused. She couldn't sit and relax so easily, for they don't know if he was dead or alive. She didn't want to think about Matt being dead just yet. She keeps tugging on her tank top collar until the doctor finally arrives to tell them the news. Maia was trembling, but she was also still on the inside.

"Doctor, is he...is he...okay?", she managed to ask him. The doctor fixes his glasses.

"We've managed to put him on life support. He's lucky enough he didn't do any real significant damage to himself."

"He's so grounded after this...", mumbles Bruce.

"Grampa Bruce, really?! Your son nearly died and you're gonna ground him?!"

"He was foolish enough to end his life like that!"

"He nearly killed himself because Orla's dead, Grampa! He killed himself to be with her..."

"Can I just-", says the doctor.

"Orla was missing with his mind."

"How can you say that?!"

"She's right, Bruce. You woulda done the same for Selina.", says Richard.

Bruce tugs at the collar of his brown turtleneck and says lowly, "Selina's different."

"How?"

"She just..."

"Uh, you guys..?", says the doctor.

"Yeah, Gramps. How is she different...? Isn't she the infamous Catwoman?"

"Selina-"

"Selina isn't as different as Orla.", says Richard bluntly. "Case closed."

"Miss Orla isn't dead!", the doctor finally blurts out. The whole crew look at him slowly and tensely. Maia's face went blank and pale.

"W-w-what? She's alive..."

"She was only stunned. Turns out she was wearing a bulletproof vest underneath her shirt.", the doctor with a smile. "Isn't that wonderful?"

"Yeah...thanks, doc. May I see her...?"

"You can when she wakes up from her slumber."

The doctor left as they thank him.

"Okay...me and dad will see Orla. Gramps...see Matt."

"Why me?"

"You're his father."

"He wouldn't want to see me."

"Bruce," says Richard. "Matt would want to see you. You know how much he wants his dad in his life! Treat him like you've treated me..." He leaves with Maia to go see Orla, leaving Bruce to go and see Matthew. He stands in front of the door that lead to his hospital room, breathing deeply and his teeth nearly chattering. How the fuck was he nervous to see his own goddamn son? He sighs and slowly opens the door and sees his only child hooked up on life support. Turning pale, he left out of the room. He couldn't bear to see him looking like that. He tried again a while after he managed to calm down from his near-hyperventilation.

"Dad..."

He looks at his son as he sits down on one of the chairs in the room.

"Yes...son?"

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be. I'm the one who should be apologizing. I was never good to you and you nearly killed yourself."

"No, you were right. Orla was nothing but a criminal and she lead me into a trap."

"No, she didn't. She was looking for love...like you."

Matt widen his eyes as he looks at the man who was supposed to be his father. The ruthless and notorious Batman. It was like he was seeing him for the first time. Was this really his dad talking right now...?

"Dad..."

"Son, I have some good news for you."

"What is it?"

"Are you sure you want me to tell you...? It's really deep."

"Tell me, dad."

"Okay..."