Chapter Six
Nighthawk met Bruce's car and they took off with Sara for the manor. Alfred had called in a special doctor so Sara wouldn't have to go the hospital. Sara was set up in one of the guest rooms. After examining her, the doctor diagnosed a head injury with brain swelling. She was given an IV and a respirator to make sure enough oxygen and blood was getting to her brain. The doctor didn't think further treatment was necessary, and that she would wake up in the next day or two.
Alfred walked the doctor out. "Thank you, doctor. We appreciate your help more than we can say."
Bruce hardly spoke. His brain was trying to wrap around the situation. His biggest worry was Sara. If she didn't wake up soon, the doctor may have to take drastic measures which could put her life in danger. He sat by her bedside for the next twenty-four hours without food or sleep. He would also talk to her hoping she could hear him.
"Hey, Sara, it's Bruce. I need you to wake up, ok? I love you so much, and I'm not ready to lose you. I'll never be ready to lose you. I don't care what happened as long as you're ok. Please wake up. I want to see your beautiful eyes and smile. I live to see those every day." Bruce couldn't speak anymore because he was crying too hard. Alfred came into the room, and put his hand on Bruce's shoulder.
"Master Bruce, perhaps it's time for you to get some sleep. I can make you something light to eat. Sara won't get better simply because you won't rest."
"I know that, Alfred. But I can't leave her side in case she wakes up. I have to be here."
"I understand Master Bruce. But please eat something. She wouldn't like it if she woke up to find you had fainted."
"Ok, maybe just a sandwich and something with caffeine."
"I will be right back with your meal. The doctor seemed positive that she will be ok. I know from your past that you tend to fear the worst. But I don't think it will come to that."
"Thank you, Alfred, for being here for me."
"I always have, Master Bruce, and I always will."
Ten hours later, Sara began to make some noise as if she was mumbling something.
Bruce stepped outside the room and yelled, "Alfred! She is waking up!" Alfred immediately called the doctor.
Bruce turned back to Sara.
"Sara honey, it's Bruce. Tell me you can hear me. Can you look at me? I'm right here." Bruce was holding her hand without the IV, and squeezed it gently.
Sara opened her eyes. "Bruce?"
Tears of relief streamed down Bruce's face. "I'm right here."
Sara looked at him with confusion. "Where am I? What happened?"
"You have been unconscious for almost two days. But you're awake now, and I couldn't be happier." Bruce placed a light kiss on her lips, and saw her smile. He felt like he could breathe again.
When the doctor was examining Sara, Bruce stepped out to make a phone call. All he said was, "You need to get over here now, and you sure as hell better be ready to explain yourself."