EXTRA

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— Oh, Dick... Please behave...! — Selina asked like a mother tired of repeating the same words. She was talking on the phone while watching the view from the taxi window.

YOU WERE LYING TO ME! — the boy was screaming, he was beside himself.

Calm down, Dick! — Tim pleaded in the background.

— Alfred did it for your sake — she justified after a few seconds, wondering if it was better to end that call.

MY BROTHER DISAPPEARED! — Dick stubbornly — DISAPPEARED MORE THAN FOUR HOURS AGO!

— Lois told me that Jon took a long time to come home yesterday, maybe it was him... — Selina tried to stay calm, but she was also worried about her son.

— We arrived, Miss — the driver warned, parking in front of the entrance gates of the neurological center — I wish luck with his son... — the elderly commented, receiving the money for the race — I have one hard head at home too, this age is really complicated... — He smiled.

— So I win: I have four... — She smiled from the corner, getting out of the car and leaving the driver jaw-dropping behind.

Selina started walking, listening to the end of that discussion among the "children":

AND WHAT DO YOU EXPECT ME TO DO!? — Dick asked, as irritated as before — Waiting here until Jason came up with Damian on his lap asking for help because he took him out of the middle of an important treatment!?

I took him out of the middle of an exam, and I didn't exactly come to ask for help... — Jason said with some grace.

Jason was with Damian... they were fine. That was enough for her to smile and quicken her steps.

The entrance to that place was unobtrusive enough that the large building did not draw attention to the back. It looked just like a farm hotel or a kind of SPA, just near the clinic's entrance doors was a sign with the name: Institute Summ... - the rest was covered with foliage, probably the name of some neurosurgeon famous. There were also no identification signs on the way, which was off the beaten track - which made it easier for the Wayne to avoid drawing attention with their arrival.

It was 4:32 am and she sneaked into the building without any problem. The security of that place was non-existent, as if they were asking journalists or something worse to get inside...

The reception was empty, or rather, the receptionist was sleeping. No sign that the place had been invaded, that a patient had been kidnapped or something. Jason was not that stealthy: they were moving everything under the hood, or they didn't even realize what happened.

Like a good cat, she took the keys to the Wayne room and sneaked down the halls of that clinic. Not even one of the employees who used the elevator with her found anything suspicious - after all, what could be wrong with a beautiful woman visiting her boyfriend at a clinic?

She opened the door to the room where Bruce was and entered.

He was surprised by the butler sleeping in one of the armchairs, giving himself to a heavy sleep to the point of a low snore - Alfred was exhausted. Bruce slept in the bedroom bed with some devices monitoring him and some kind of medicine dripping into his vein - he probably needed to be doped after what happened in Damian's last exam.

Selina closed the door, took silent steps to the bed and lay down on Bruce... she missed being close to him like that: it had been weeks since she last saw him sleeping. It was not the time for that, however.

— Bruce... — she whispered, running the tip of her nails over his shoulder.

— Awake — he murmured without opening his eyes, hugging her.

— Great — She started to distribute some kisses by his neck until his jaw — I came to get you and Alfred... — she said quietly, next to his ear.

— And our son — he completed, smiling, finally facing her.

— No.

— You are lying — He undid the smile.

— It is not a lie, I came to get you... — She sat on the bed, she already knew what would come after that.

— ... And Damian? — He looked at her with the little hope that he still had.

— ... Someone arrived first and took him.

Bruce practically jumped out of bed, yanking everything that was attached to him as if it were nothing. Even reeling from the effects of the drugs that gave him the pressure to lower, he remained standing and ready to go after his son. Alfred, who woke up to the noise, stared at the two waiting for some kind of explanation so he could go back to sleep.

WHO!? — Batman asked, because the threatening voice was his... he who was dominating Bruce's actions at that time.

Selina got up from the bed, walking over to her boyfriend and holding his face. She couldn't blame one of the children - knew it would only cause more problems later - so she just preferred to answer what was appropriate:

— He's fine, he's already home — She smiled. Alfred, upon hearing that his favorite child was fine, closed his eyes and gave himself up to sleep again.

— I asked who it was! — he kept his tone cool.

— You should ask how it was, because it seems that nobody noticed what happened here! — Selina crossed her arms, staring at him.

Bruce walked down the halls, wanted precise answers about his son and was willing to get them as needed. Selina went after him, she was not going to let her bat make that "kidnapping" a scandal in the mouth of the media.

He was so overwhelmed by adrenaline, nervousness, anger - or a mixture of all that - that he didn't even wait for the elevator, he preferred to go down the stairs. Selina followed him with a sideways glance at him, knowing that Bruce was not in his best condition.

— Dr. Garner! — he grunted leaving the stairway door, already on the ground floor, going towards the receptionist. The woman woke up, ran her hand over her face and tried to think of an excuse, but Bruce didn't allow: — Where's Dr. Garner!? — hit the fist closed on the bench.

— Security room! — the woman replied, scared.

— Which way!? — Selina who asked, as threatening as her bat.

— From the left, second door! — the receptionist pointed, shrinking as much as she could to stay away from them.

Bruce tried to make his steps quieter, he didn't want to give a breach for a possible escape. Selina continued to accompany him, sharing the same tension as him - with the difference that her heart was in perfect condition, while his was still recovering from all the overload.

The cat opened the door, it was easy and fast.

— ... Yes, I have finished deleting all recordings. There is no evidence... — the doctor was talking on his cell phone while he finished cleaning the recording system — No, it wasn't the little boy with powers, it was some other... No! You need to find him!

WHO!? — Bruce asked lifting him off the floor by the collar, he had heard more than enough.

— Mr. Wayne!? — the doctor got desperate, dropping his cell phone on the floor and breaking it — I-I was talking about another patient, your son is perfectly fine, I just had to transfer him to a more reserved wing and...!

— NO MORE LIES! — He threw the doctor over the equipment, he already considered him more dangerous than his usual enemies — WHAT DID YOU DO WITH MY SON!?

— Exams! Exams to see what he has! — tried to explain — I found something, but I need more time to get a biopsy in the region! — began to try to get up, was surprised when Selina reached out to him — he is resting now!

— Damian is safe away from you and will continue like this! — Selina threw him at the bat's feet, she was equally furious with that fake doctor.

Dr. Garner squirmed, he knew that the situation would only get worse; regardless of what he said now. If he were playing with dangerous people, he needed to show that entered that game knowing the risks:

— Now I understand how your son was so hurt, Mr. Wayne... — he murmured as he was lifted by the collar again — ... It is understandable that he was so reluctant to collaborate, he wanted to protect the family name! And me thinking that that infarction principle was just out of concern for little Damian... you were afraid that I would find out everything!

Bruce let go of him, both because he understood that beating the doctor was not going to solve anything but because the excess adrenaline was starting to make him feel bad. Selina, however, did not let the doctor escape more than two steps: she hit him with a punch hard enough to knock him out. Then she walked over to the bat and hugged him - it was like someone else, just a lover worried about her partner.

— There's a taxi waiting for us at the entrance, we need to go...

— And all this mess?

— ... I know a reporter who will love to hear from it — Selina smirked.

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NOTE

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To simplify things in this crazy fanfic timeline:

Chapters 1, 2, 3 and 4 - They take place on the first day of everything, when Damian finally wakes up. It was already late at night!

Chapters 5, 6, 7 and 8 - The same day, the second, from morning to night.

Chapter 9, 10, 11 and 12 - They take place at dawn from the second day to the third day.

Chapters 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18 and 19 - Set on the fourth day. The same day that Damian had a crisis while Dick took care of him, Bruce finally decided to take him to the doctor (the best specialist he could find, Dr. Garner). Hectic day, isn't it?

Chapter 20 - It had been 3 days since Damian started being examined by the doctor.

Chapter 21, 22, 23 and 24 - It had been 4 days since Damian started to be examined, Alfred apologized to the bat's children who stayed in Gotham so they wouldn't worry. However, even with the butler trying to make everything look good, Lois noticed that something was wrong.

Chapters 25 and 26 - Set in the early morning between the fourth and fifth days.

Now this (chapter 27) and the next (chapter 28) - It takes place in the first hours of the fifth day, with Damian finally at home again. I believe that after these, Dr. Garner will only make another appearance in the distant future...

Remembering: the chapters are usually breaks of action, breaks from one moment to another. They do not mean that a certain day or time has passed!