Okay, so maybe patrolling was the stupidest, dumbest thing Jason had done since he found out he was sick. On the night of the patrol itself, he felt awesome, his blood pumping adrenalin all over his body, the feeling of doing something at last, it all felt as good as sex to him, maybe even better than sex. But on the next day, he felt like crap. Being beaten by a crowbar didn't feel as bad as he does now. The mere act of thinking made him want to throw up. The bucket he dragged to his bedside was disgusting, his muscles felt like they were ripped from the inside out, the few bruises he got from patrol hurt so bad he was going insane, and to make things worse, his cellphone had been ringing the whole morning, but he couldn't for the life of him move to answer it. So he just laid on his bed, accepting his fate as being the consequence of all the stupid decisions he made in his life.

The knocking on his door shook him out of his pity party. Half of him wanted to scream for help to whoever it was that was on his door, the other half of him wanted to just lay down and die. Jason's stupid pride made the decision for him, so he closed his eyes and tried to relax as he listened to the sounds of the city around him. He hummed slightly at the sound of the cars, the always present screeching of sirens, the sound of his front door opening, the clicking of heels on his tiled floor…

With a gasp, Jason sat up on his bed, the sudden act making his stomach do a barrel roll inside him, he reached the bucket beside him and filled it once more with his stomach contents, the disgusting sounds coming from him making his stomach churn even more

"Jason?" he heard a woman calling him from the doorway, he reached for his gun, hating the fact that the bullets packed there wouldn't kill their target. He was almost pulling the trigger when his eyes focused on the other occupant in the room, a few moments later he recognized her as Cassidy, the oncologist that was taking care of him. The woman was terrified, she held her hands up, her knees trembling under her, and only once Jason dropped the gun on the bed she let her hands fall to her side and leaned back on the wall behind her, struggling to catch her breath. "You weren't answering your phone. I came to check up on you."

When Jason didn't say anything back, she opened her eyes, and saw he had passed out. She hesitantly approached him, and it didn't take a doctor to see he wasn't fine. She put the back of her hand on his forehead, and frowned at the temperature, but it wasn't until she checked for his pulse that she started panicking, it was dangerously weak. "Jason! Wake up! Wake up, you hear me?!" She took out her cellphone and dialed 911 "This is Doctor Caroline Cassidy, I need you to send an ambulance to the Crime Alley right now. There's a man having a seizure. He's in his early twenties, his pulse is weak and there are multiple bruises on his body. He also has AML, so I need you to send the ambulance right now! Crime Alley, on the fourth floor." She sighed once she heard the ambulance was five minutes away, and went back to waking Jason up. She walked into the bathroom and wet a piece of cloth she found, wringed it and went back to Jason "Jason, it's Cassidy. You need to wake up." She whispered as she ran the cloth on the back of his neck, trying to bring down his temperature even just a bit "Help is on the way, you hear me? I need you to wake up and tell me what happened." She kept whispering nonsense to him, trying to wake him up, she was so focused on what she was doing she jumped a little when the paramedics came rushing to the room. She backed down a few steps, giving the men plenty of space. They strapped Jason to the stretcher and rushed out of the apartment, Cassidy right on their heels

"Is he going to be okay?" she couldn't help but ask

"His condition isn't stable enough for us to give you an answer. We're heading for Gotham Hospital right now, you can join in the back of the ambulance if you are feeling well enough." She didn't quite get it when the paramedic implied she wasn't feeling alright, until she noticed the wetness on her cheeks. She hadn't realized she was crying , which was a weird thing, seeing as she didn't know Jason well enough to cry for him. She rubbed her hands on her face, getting rid of the tears, and nodded to herself "Ma'am, are you coming or not?" The man asked once they had safely secured Jason on the ambulance.

"I'm coming." She said and entered the back of the ambulance

She nervously watched as the paramedics did their best to stabilize Jason's condition, she bit her knuckles to stop herself from jumping in and helping, emergency cases were not her specialty.

"Ma'am, the call said the patient has AML, is he undergoing chemotherapy?"

"Yes, his first session was yesterday."

"What were the drugs used on him?"

"Cytosine arabinoside, idarubicin and mitoxantrone." The paramedic nodded and the driver of the ambulance, who in turn passed the information on the radio to who Cassidy could only assume was a nurse at the hospital

It didn't take long at all for them to reach Gotham Hospital, there was an entire team waiting for them, but unfortunately they didn't let Cassidy come beyond the emergency room, even though she was the one responsible for Jason's treatment, since it was her day off

"Caroline!" She heard someone calling her, and saw Dr. Geller jogging to where she was "I heard you called an ambulance."

"Do you remember the guy that came here last week, that you called me to help you?"

"Yeah, I do. Jason, right? What about him?"

"Turned out he indeed had cancer." The doctor just nodded, he'd heard this kind of news far too many times to be shocked by it now "I went to his place to check up on him, found him almost dying."

"Do you think it's because of his chemo?"

"That might be one of the reasons, but he was littered with bruises, I think he got into a bar fight or something." Geller nodded again

"Are you going to stay here?" He asked her

"I think I'll go back to his apartment, pick him a change of clothes and lock his apartment. It's going to be wiped clean if I don't do that."

"Okay, I'll hit you up if there's any news on his condition."

"Thank you, John." She waved at him and called a taxi

"No problem." He gave her a kind smile as he waved back


The first thing Jason noticed was that he wasn't dead. He had mixed feelings for that, he didn't want to die alone like that again, but he also didn't want to be pitied by the bats, because the simple fact of him not being dead meant that one of those creeps sneaked into his apartment and found him almost dying, and then found out he had cancer and squealed to all the others, because none of them knew how to keep their mouths shut.

The second thing Jason noticed was that he wasn't in the Batcave, no, it was too bright for that. They might've taken him to Leslie's. He was cool with that, the old woman was always kind to him despite all he's done to them, but he didn't like how she waited for him to sleep before poking him with needles. He focused on his hearing, and when he didn't hear the sound of the doctor's steps, he opened his eyes, ready to take off any needle that was stuck on him. When he opened his eyes, he quickly took off the IV that was poking his left arm, and half expected either Dick or Bruce to come out of wherever they were and telling him off for taking off his needle before sticking the damn thing on him, like he'd seen them doing many times to either Damian or Tim. With a better look at his surroundings, he noticed the familiar design of his room. It wasn't like Leslie's clinic. It wasn't like the Wayne Manor either. It was like Gotham Hospital, the same place he was taken to a week ago. Bruce doesn't treat their bruises from patrol at hospitals, that's why the Batcave has more medical machines than most hospitals do.

The third thing Jason noticed was that the Batman didn't save him. Again


I am not familiar at all with the whole process of an emergency situation such as the one written here, so please tell me if there are any mistakes in the way I portrayed it. Also, the chemo drugs I wrote in here are the ones that came out on a Google search, they are most definitely not the drugs that are used on a first session of a chemotherapy treatment. If you happen to know which ones are the right ones, please tell me. I hope you enjoyed this chapter :)