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End of Nightwing 3

Chapter 2

2053

The flashing lights of the emergency vehicles lit up the night outside the circus tents. The police milled around, asking multiple questions of those who had been in the audience.

"What did you see?" was the question of the evening.

"... frightening! He seemed to be in charge of those Jokerz with him..."

"...covered the crowd with weapons..."

"... so brave of her, the poor girl."

"Superboy flew off with her..."

Dick sat on a tree stump after the Gotham PD finished questioning him about what had happened, Bruce standing behind him with his hand on Dick's shoulder.

"Donna will be all right, Dick. STAR Labs is still the most advanced medical facility in the world."

Dick looked up at his father, despair showing in his expression, "Joker gas and electrical burns, Bruce! What about the baby, Bruce? What effect will the gas have on him?"

Bruce sighed, looking down at his son, "I'm sure that your child and Donna will both be fine. They will do their best and for STAR Labs, that is a very great deal."

Dick stood up abruptly, "Let's go to STAR Labs, Bruce. I need to see Donna."

Bruce, Selina and Dick stood in the hallway outside of the lab that Donna Grayson was in, listening to the doctor as he explained the situation.

"Mrs. Grayson has slipped into a coma. We have managed to filter the Joker gas out of her system, but we are unable to determine if it has passed the placental barrier. We will need to do more lab work to determine the possible long term effects," the doctor said, referring to the chart in hand.

"However, considering the fact that she is an Amazon, you might consider attempting to contact their embassy for assistance as well."

Dick nodded, "Can I go in and see her?"

The doctor put the clipboard down on the counter next to him, "Go ahead, but only for a few minutes. We have more tests we need to run. You will be able to see her again tomorrow."

"Thank you, Dr. Adams," Dick replied as he turned to Bruce and Selina, "Bruce, Selina, I will meet you at the car in a few minutes."

"Of course, Dick. Has someone contacted Diana as yet?" Bruce inquired.

"Blast! Could you do that for me, please?" Dick asked.

They nodded, Selina hugging Dick before they left. Dick slowly entered the room where Donna was, the many pieces of equipment whirring and beeping. He carefully reached through the wires and took her hand.

"Hello, love. I'm sorry it took me so long to get here. The police had a lot of questions," Dick sighed as he spoke to his unconscious wife. "I should have taken Bruce's concerns about the Jokerz seriously. I dropped the ball, Donna, and I'm sorry that you and our baby are paying for it."

"I promise that I will fix this, Donna."