Chapter 12:
It was a long, antagonizing half hour before the hospital phoned Bruce.
"Mr. Wayne?" a male's voice asked
"Yes, that's me"
"I am sure you are aware of the fact that your son has been delivered to Gotham Private Hospital by Green Arrow"
"Yes I'm aware" 'Now at least'
"Well he told us to call you after finding Dick a room"
"So I can come now?"
"Yes"
"Can I bring anyone with me?"
"Sure"
"I'm on my way now, thank you" Bruce hung up and grabbed his coat before turning to Barry,
"You coming?" he asked impatiently
Barry nodded and walked alongside Alfred to the car.
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It took 15 minutes to drive to the hospital (though it felt like a lifetime to Bruce). He parked the car and the trio leapt out of the car and promptly ran to reception, the young male receptionist recognized Bruce,
"Room 201" He told them
Bruce nodded a thank you and they all hurried to the elevator. Bruce took a deep breath preparing himself before he knocked on Room 201's door and a nurse opened the door quietly.
"Can we come in?"
The young nurse nodded her head solemnly opening the door wider, "He's asleep right now, the Justice League dealt with the more extensive damage, but he probably won't be able to walk on his left leg for a while and he'll need to be careful with his shoulder" she smiled sadly and scurried out of the room.
Bruce pushed Dick's onyx bangs away from his eyes and looked at his son's deathly pale face. He smiled slightly when he noticed that Dick was dressed in normal clothes (a black shirt with a stripe of blue down the right side and jeans,but he couldn't see the jeans due to the blanket) and remebered the first time Dick had been sent to hospital (He stacked his bike and broke his arm)
{' "No, no way, uh-uh I am not wearing hospital clothes" Dick refused stubbornly.
"Come on Dick, it's not like wearing it will kill you" Bruce told him gently
"It could! what if it's covered in germs" Dick shot back
Leslie sighed in the corner before walking over to them "If you would rather stay in your tattered clothes, that's fine" Bruce shot her an apologetic look. She proceeded to walk out. Bruce turned back to Dick,
"Dick, that was unnecessary" Dick turned his head away defiantly
"I don't trust hospitals"
"Why not?" Dick continued to look away from Bruce and remained silent. Bruce knew why.
"Is it because" He hesitated "Because they couldn't help your uncle?"
Dick tensed and closed his eyes while taking shaky breaths "Maybe" Bruce pulled him into a hug minding the cast
"I'm sorry" Bruce muttered to Dick who was hugging back with his left arm. Leslie walked back in smiling at the scene.
Leslie walked up to Dick and handed him some pyjamas (long black pants and a plain red shirt). She smiled warmly at him, Dick took the clothes gratefully and jumped of the bed, hurrying into the bathroom to change. It only took 30 seconds for Dick to emerge now in his pyjamas. Bruce and Leslie shared a look of confusion 'How did he manage to change so fast with a broken arm?'. Then he jumped back onto the bed and wriggled down. "Night Bruce" he said tiredly before yawning. Soon Dick fell asleep.'}
Bruce was jostled from his thoughts when he heard Dick mumble something. He leant down to hear it.
"Nici nu -i doare! Va rog! Lasa-i singuri! Va rog" (No don't hurt them! Please! Leave them alone! please). Bruce lifted his head back up quickly.
"He's having a nightmare" he told Alfred and Barry quietly. They all shared worried glances.