Kori practically fell out of the police car as she rushed in through the main doors of Gotham General. She needed to find Dick and she would do whatever it took. She would look on every single floor and room of the hospital if she had too.
She sprinted up to the front desk and placed her palms flat on the desk as she struggled to regain her breath. The receptionist stared at her for a long moment before raising an eyebrow at her,
"Miss... Can I help you with something?" The receptionist asked,
"I need to know where Mr Grayson is. He was brought in with a... Bullet wound, I believe?" Kori informed her, politely,
"I'm sorry Miss, but you'll have to wait. Only family can go up and see him."
"Please! I need to know if-"
"Miss... I will not tell you again. Please take a seat and wait."
Kori gritted her teeth and narrowed her eyes at the receptionist in an intimidating manner. Her eyes held a blazing fiery heat that made the receptionist nervous. Kori was clearly not in the mood to mess around.
"Listen to me, you stupid woman. He is my boyfriend and I need to see if he is alright. Now, I am going to see him whether you cooperate or not. Believe me, with the way I am feeling right now, I am not afraid to physically throw you through that glass window so I advise you to tell me where he is! NOW!" Kori threatened, her expression and confidence never wavering.
The receptionist visibly shook as she clicked through the records on the computer. She gulped, "He... He's in r-room 4 on the s-second floor..." She stammered,
"Thank you." Kori stated, her voice low.
Kori hurried up the stairs to the second floor. She speedily checked the room numbers and bit her lip in concentration. She found room 4 and bolted through the door.
She froze on the spot and relief began to suffocate her.
In front of her, Dick sat upon the edge of his hospital bed without a shirt. The nurse neatly finished wrapping his upper arm up in bandages before taking her leave. Dick looked up and saw Kori walk over to him.
He smiled meekly as she threw her coat and her bag on the chair beside the bed,
"Hey Ko-" Dick was cut off by Kori.
She immediately threw her arms around his neck tightly. She buried her face in his shoulder before frantically kissing his cheek, jaw and chin. She pulled back, breathing unevenly and cupped his face in her hands,
"Ar-Are you al-alright?" She hiccupped, tears falling freely from her clouded green eyes,
Dick gently stroked her cheek to erase her tears. He leaned forward and tenderly kissed her for a moment, "Shh... It's okay... I'm alright. The bullet grazed my arm. It needed light stitching and my arm will hurt for a couple days; that's all. They just needed to bring me in so they could be sure there was no serious damage." He whispered,
Kori swallowed the lump in her throat, "Do you promise?" She said, barely loud enough for Dick to hear her,
"I promise, Kori." He vowed.
Dick pulled her to him and wrapped his good arm around her in an affectionate motion. He felt her shoulders slump a little as she began to relax.
Kori delicately ran her fingertips over his bandaged arm, causing him to wince slightly. She lowered her head and Dick was acutely aware that she was still crying.
"Hey..." He hushed, "What's up? Everything's okay, Kori..."
Kori shook her head, "No it is not... All the fault is mine... Xavier shot you because of me... I am so sorry..." She sniffled,
Dick hooked his index finger beneath her chin and forced her to look at him,
"Stop that. It isn't your fault. It could never be your fault that your ex is bat crazy." Dick told her, adding humour to let her know that he was fine. Kori giggled a little and wiped her eyes with the back of her sleeve.
"I had no idea that he was capable of such things..."
"Forget about it... Now, I have a fun story to tell people when they ask about the scar!"
Kori raised an eyebrow at him and shook her head in disbelief. She rested her forehead against Dick's and they shared a loving and lingering kiss.
Dick's apartment was pitch black when they got back that night. Kori patted the wall and found the light switch. She flipped the switch and turned to Dick who was hobbling in through the door whilst shrugging his arm in the sling, apparently trying to make it more comfortable.
Kori was at his side instantly. She tugged the sling and readjusted his arm so that it sat within the fabric more comfortably for him. She had a worried expression throughout the entire night and that caused Dick anxiety. He placed his hand over Kori's busy ones, signalling for her to stop.
"Kor, really I'm fine." He told her.
She watched him as he dropped his jacket over the back of the sofa and sat down, sighing as he completed his actions. Kori cast her eyes downwards, feeling as though she had done wrong. She clasped her hands in front of her and kept a slight distance from Dick,
"Apologies... I simply wish to make sure that is true..." She told him, quietly.
Dick furrowed his eyebrows and stretched out his right hand to her. She gulped and accepted it. He gently brushed his thumb against her knuckles,
"I'm sorry... I just don't want you to worry too much. When you worry, I worry." He informed her.
Kori nodded but glanced at the clock, "You are due for your dose of painkillers now, Richard," She acknowledged. She turned and wandered into the kitchen to get a glass of water for him. She placed the glass of water on the table in front of him and rummaged through her purse to find his box of tablets.
Whilst she sorted out his pills, Dick ogled her form as she was bending over the table. He smirked,
"Surely if you're going to take care of me, you should have a nurse outfit?" He teased.
Kori smiled and rolled her eyes, "I see getting shot in the arm has not wavered the way in which you think." She admitted,
"Never." Dick chuckled,
Kori pointed to the pills without saying a word and Dick groaned but obeyed her silent orders. Dick picked up two tablets and gulped them down with the aid of water.
Kori nodded in response to his cooperation. She began to clear away the packaging of the pills and began to generally fuss over clearing the table.
Dick exaggerated rolling his eyes and he groaned. He used his good arm to reach up and grab the back of the skirt of her uniform dress. He pulled her down onto his lap and rested his right hand on her bare thigh.
He sighed, "Kori, you'll make me feel better by just cuddling with me and watching TV. Okay?"
"Okay." Kori answered, slowly.
After a brief moment of calmness and absolute relaxation, Kori sat up and leaned away from Dick. He grunted at her inability to stay still, "Kor, what did I just-" He was cut off,
Kori had a blanket in hand and spread it over them, "What is the cuddling without a blanket?" She quizzed, causing Dick to smirk.
Kori smoothed out the blanket upon their laps and rested her head against his shoulder, feeling an ease spread through her...
