Barbara was confused. "Who's Wally? And how is he going to help?"
"No time to explain. We need to get you home where you'll be safe." Dick answered.
"I can walk. It's not far. What about you? You said Bruce was infected too. I don't want you around him if he did that to your neck." Barbara said with worry.
"I need to get back and check on Alfred. You go home, I'll call you later, I swear. Go!" Dick ordered. Barbara nodded and took off.
Dick stayed in the shadows of the streets and made his way back to the manor. His head was hurting and his mouth and nose were still bleeding. He was thankful that he was back at the manor with Alfred. Alfred-he needed to find him, to make sure Bruce didn't hurt him. Dick ran through the manor and entered the batcave through the clock. He ran down the steps and went for the medical room. When he entered, he saw what he feared he would see. Alfred was unconscious on the floor while Bruce was impatiently running tests. Dick ran over to Alfred to check on him.
"What are you doing back here?! Why aren't you out there helping everyone?!" Bruce screamed at Dick. Bruce flipped the metal table he was working on and sent everything crashing to the floor. Dick jumped, but didn't leave Alfred's side.
"Bruce, y-you need to calm down. I know you're drugged, but listen to me, you don't want to hurt us. We'll come up with an antidote and help you and everyone who's infected. You need to take back control of your own mind and calm down. Just focus on the antidote." Dick said calmly. He looked down at Alfred and lightly shook him, trying to wake him up. Alfred only stirred. Bruce marched over to Dick and grabbed him by his arm, pulling him to his feet. He then shoved him up against the wall, once again getting in Dick's face.
"You're a poor excuse of a hero. You should be OUT THERE HELPING EVERYONE BUT INSTEAD YOU'RE HERE!" Bruce began punching Dick in the face and stomach until Dick couldn't stand anymore. He fell to floor. Bruce then began kicking and stomping on Dick's stomach. Dick tried to get away, but he was too weak. Bruce was too strong. If he didn't stop, Dick would die.
Bruce didn't stop until Dick lost consciousness. He just wanted him to shut up. Instead of doing what heroes were supposed to do, he showed up in the batcave and that angered Bruce. Bruce snapped out of his angry thoughts when he heard a beep. It was a machine saying that the antidote was ready. He ran over and pulled out one of the vials. He made over 100 vials for now to help the people at the charity ball, but he first needed to help himself. He loaded a syringe and injected the antidote into his arm. He didn't feel it right away, but he was sure it would kick in soon. Bruce grabbed the rest of the vials, stepped over Dick and Alfred, and left the medical room to get suited up.