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— Prepare for immobilization, active sedation — the nurse communicated — hearing protectors not yet fitted.

— I do not want...! — Damian tried to get up, but the dizziness made him lie down again — Daddy! Dad, I don't want to!

— Let's wait until he falls asleep... — the technique suggested, placing him correctly on the exam table once again.

— I SAID I DON'T WANT! I DO NOT WANT! — the child screamed again, squirming as he could.

— You are such a beautiful boy, Damian. Why don't you behave for the exam? I promise it will be quick and it won't hurt... — very kind, the technician tried to calm him down — Would you like me to call your dad to stay here until you sleep?

— I don't want to sleep, I don't want to take any exams, I just want to go home! — he insisted, trying to get up again.

— Call his father — she asked the nurse.

— I cannot, Mr. Wayne is still in absolute rest.

— ... What happened to my dad? WHAT DID YOU DO WITH MY FATHER!? — Damian started to squirm again in a vain attempt to get away, he had to be immobilized by the two employees.

Alfred, who watched everything from the monitoring room, ran over to his child to try to calm him down. How he managed to stay upright even now he didn't even know, but he was always willing enough to take care of Damian alone - Bruce, who had ignored all signs of a possible heart attack, was being kept at rest.

— He is taking a nap — the butler lied. With a silent request, he made the nurse and the technician walk away — After the exam, I can take you to him...

— Mr. Pennyworth, I do not want to do exams! — the little one begged — I don't want to stay here! Take me home, please!

The butler did not know what to say.

It had been days since they used the same excuse of "tomorrow will be the last exams", but they never were. Dr. Garner always came up with new orders, always giving the same justification: "the results were inconclusive. We need new ones".

— I also do not want you to remain here, Master Damian — he squeezed the little boy's cheek — Neither your father.

— Then take me home... — he asked again, fighting the effect of the medication he had taken.

— If you behave, the exam will end soon. Then I will take you to see your father and, if all is well, let's go.

— Promise?

— Promise! — the elderly man smiled. Only Damian's kind and innocent way could make him forget his problems for a few minutes.

— ... Mr Pennyworth, when we return home... — Damian yawned, closing his eyes and finally giving himself up to sleep — ... I want... very, very much... to play in the garden... with the Titus... and...

— You will be able to play all you want, Master Damian — He squeezed his cheek again, realizing that the little one was already asleep — What kind of tranquilizer did they use and in what quantity? I've never seen him sleep so fast ..

— Only Dr. Garner can divulge this type of information, I am sorry — The technician smiled, trying to look nice — Let's get him ready for the MRI exam, can you wait in the next room, please?

The butler nodded and left.

Rather than watching Damian asleep in the exams, he preferred to go to Dr. Garner and demand information about what medications were giving that child to sleep so fast. Alfred knew that medicines were often changed to "find out which one would best suit Damian's needs", but there were limits that could not be crossed: it was a child!

He walked down the halls, searched the doctor's office and tried to get information from the receptionist, but he couldn't find Dr. Garner anywhere.

Resigned to having lost almost fifteen minutes in a fruitless search, Pennyworth went to see how Bruce was doing. Her "son" also needed care - he was overwhelming herself with all those frustrations.

After two light taps on the door, he entered the room. It was the room next to where Damian was "staying".

— Master Wayne, the young Master Damian is... Oh! — The butler tried to contain his joy, but let out a simple smile — An unexpected visit, but very welcome.

— Believe me, Pennyworth, I felt very welcome with all the refusals of this gentleman to give me information! — Lois Lane, the journalist at Daily Planet, was just like a longtime friend making a casual visit.

— I have ten minutes to answer any question that he has refused... — The eldest said keeping his smile, checking the time on his pocket watch - he already knew by heart how long those exams took.

— Is Damian doing any exams? Was he nervous? — Bruce was already preparing to remove the serum attached to his arm, he wanted to go see his son.

— Now I understand the "inconsequential father died leaving his children orphans" — The reporter said with some grace, preventing Bruce from doing what he wanted — He needs to be well to be able to take care of Damian, Bruce.

— If trying to be heard would solve anything, Ms. Lane... — Alfred sighed, tired.

— I know what's going on: I have my own tough head at home! — She ended up laughing — I already have a new headline: "After a heart attack, a millionaire is still inconsequential"

— And I think that you would not make the same mistakes Clark did in placing such big titles... — the millionaire grunted, annoyed at being the target of the pins because he was too worried.

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NOTES

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Lois Lane is the illustrious journalist of Daily Planet. She has a strong personality, which is essential in her profession - which makes her stand out much more than Kent -, a personality trait that drew her father, Sam Lane, a general.

To prove that she is not to be trifled with: when Superman tried to protect her and her son by hiding them in the lunar Batcave, she wore the infernal costume (one of Batman's armor) and went to fight, saving her son from the hands of an Eradicator (Superman No. 5, Renaissance). In fact, she kept one of the armor's gloves and used it again to save her son.

Speaking of saving his son, nothing can stop this girl when she wants to save someone: she already drove the spaceship to save a friend (n. 12), she already drove the Batmobile (n.22) and apparently she can manage anything that have a steering wheel - or something! Not even losing one leg temporarily stopped it (no. 23)!

As if the infinity of qualities that this heroine without a cape were not enough, here's a very idiotic curiosity: she almost married millionaire Bruce Wayne! That's because she thought the bat was actually the man of steel.

There are several scenes of the two of them causing jealousy in "Smalville" in the animated series of Superman. I highly recommend researching these snippets on YouTube, it's so much fun!

Note to note: According to Jon, his mother is super-hearing and can read thoughts. According to herself, she doesn't have super-hearing, but she has eyes on the back of her neck! kkks