Dead, Gone or Alive? Part 9
Dick woke to the sound of someone breathing, he kept his breathing slow as he tried to work out where he was and who he was with without opening his eyes. Lying completely still for a few moments, the sound of typing stopped.
"Dick?" Bruce questioned, Dick slowly opening his eyes to the dimly lit batcave.
Because the cave was so dark, Dick didn't have a problem looking around to see where he was. He was in the medical lay in the cave, a blanket wrapped tightly around him, Dick went to sit up when he realized he couldn't move his limbs or chest from the bed he was in.
"Bruce, what's going on?" Dick asked, shifting as much as he could.
"Your mind is trying to shut out all the pain, it's trying to cope," Bruce told Dick.
Dick sat silently in the bed, glancing down at the blanket, now able to see the white straps that held him to the bed. A noise from the door sparked both Bruce's and Dick's attention; Alfred stood in the doorway with a frown on his face.
"What is it Alfred?" Bruce asked.
"Joker has escaped from Arkham Asylum," Alfred replied.
To say Bruce was pissed was an understatement, he had handed Joker over to them just before he had gone to meet Selina. He had ordered them to make sure he didn't escape any time soon; Batman had scared everyone he came across that night, even made one of the guards at Arkham Asylum wet their pants.
"I should kill him, after what he did to Dick," Bruce said.
"That's not the bat way," Dick replied, both Bruce and Alfred smiled at him.
He was becoming more like himself every moment they spent with him, but there was something underneath all of this that scared Bruce; the pain that caused is mind to block away parts of his consciousness and put him in such a state where he was a danger to everyone including himself.
"Go get the Joker," Dick whispered, Bruce looked at the small boy knowing he was thinking of Joker.
Bruce really wanted to stay, but Dick didn't want him to stay.
"I will be back soon," Bruce said, kissing Dick on the forehead and moving out of the room.
Suiting up, Batman was soon in the streets of Gotham, heading towards the place where Joker was last spotted. It was within minutes, that Batman's fist sailed through the air into Joker's jaw, Joker stumbled back into a pile of rubbish. Leaving Batman standing over him, a grin spreading over Joker's face.
"How is my baby bird?" Joker asked.
Batman didn't answer.
"Come on, tell me has he had an episode for you?" Joker asked.
Reaching down to Joker, Batman pulled him up from the floor and shoved him against the wall.
"What did you do to him?" Batman growled, trying so hard to control his temper.
"He is so like me," Joker laughed, Batman pulled Joker away from the wall and then slammed him back into the wall.
"What…did…you…do…to…him?" Batman asked slowly.
"Baby Joker…BABY Joker…BABY JOKER," Joker shouted, his voice getting louder as he continued to shout the same thing over and over again.
Batman hit Joker's face back against the wall, his fist causing his head to be pressed against the wall as he pulled away.
"Shut up," Batman ordered.
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