AUTHOR'S NOTE: If anyone noticed I added a new chapter five and chapter six. I accidently skipped them in rush publishing the rest of the story. Check them out. They're cut filler fluff.

I tried to stay sane long enough to realize what was going on around me. Someone in black, someone in red, green, red, black, green, red. Brown eyes. They looked familiar when I stared at them through the film of tears in my eyes. The electricity stopped and so did the pain, my body so numb from shock that there was no pain.

I heard Velcro and tried to look towards the sound, but found that I couldn't feel my head and decided it was too much labor to move. I started to fall, but somehow I didn't hit the floor. I tried to clear my vision, the tears too blurry, they kept coming. Each time I blinked them out, more came; never stopping.

I heard screaming and wished the awful sound would stop because it was annoying and hurting my ears. Then I realized fuzzily that it was me that was screaming. I was screaming? I don't remember. I can't even tell that's what I'm doing. So numb, so numb, so completely gone.

Tim held her close, as close as he could without hurting her. She may not feel it, but he could tell when something hurt her body. She said something too low for him to hear and he leaned in closer, "What?" he asked.

"Why…" she repeated, barely a whisper, "Why can't I feel my body?"

His eyes blurred as he tried to support her head.

"Why…" she said again, "Why didn't you come…before?"

He couldn't hold back the sob that escaped his lips as she asked him the hardest question to answer. Why hadn't he come? Yes, there had been plenty of chances, well the whole time, he could have gone and found her. So, why hadn't he? It would've been very easy. He put his hand on her cheek and leaned his forehead against hers, not able to hold back the tears.

"Please" he whispered against her hair, "Please be okay"

"It's okay" she said and he felt her hand against his cheek.

"What?" he choked out, looking at her tear-stained face.

"It's okay" she said, smiling sadly, "Your secret's safe"

He choked again. How could she say something like that? So calm and so happy by that one fact. Her body was broken and hurt and yet she could smile and tell him, an inch from death, that it was okay. He tried to brush hair off her sweaty face when her eyes started to waver closed.

"Please, Maddie" he said, trying to ignore the sneaking feeling of fear that was forming in his stomach, "Please don't leave me. Please."

He tried to hug her tight, hoping that it wouldn't hurt her, but when he leaned back, her eyes were closed. He panicked, nearly dropping her.

"Maddie?" he choked out, "Maddie?" His voice cracked and he hurriedly checked for a pulse. He checked her wrist, her neck, he put his ear to her chest. Nothing.

No. "MADDIE?"

"Move!" a deep voice said behind him, "Tim, move"

The boy froze, not able to move as he stared at her. This wasn't supposed to happen. How could this happen? He came too late, why? He felt himself being shoved out of the way as a dark figure started to pump her chest.

"Robin" the child could barely hear, "Robin." He was hit again, "Tim. I need you to give her air"

"What?" he said, barely able to concentrate, "What"

"Breathe into her lungs!" Bruce said, yanking him towards her unmoving body.

"O-oh ok"

"Plug her nose first" the man said, trying not to be too hard on the young hero.

Tim closed her nose and leaned down touch her lips and tried to breathe his life into her, trying to give everything he had within that one touch. Please breathe, he thought desperately. For once there wasn't a thing he could do to save her.

"Okay" Tim felt a hand on his shoulder and the Dark Knight started to pump her chest again as he released her nose. He stopped and looked at Tim. "Go ahead"

Tim tried again. Begging God to let her live. He didn't know how many times they tried.

"Tim…stop" the man's voice was gentle but firm.

"What? No. Not until she's breathing." Tim said, beginning to pump her chest in his stead.

"Tim…it's over. She's gone." Bruce said, trying to pull him away.

"No! Let me keep trying." He said, tears finally falling from his face. He breathed into her again and again. Desperetely.

One more time. He breathed in one more time when he felt her chest move up. He felt something soft against his cheek, her eyelashes brushing against him. He heard her gasp for air.

"I'll call an ambulance" Bruce said, turning away from them.

Tim smiled shakily with relief, blearily realizing the tears dripping onto her face. He was dizzy from lack of air.

"What? I'm…alive?" he heard her whisper.

"Of course" he said, pulling her fragile body closer, "I told you that I'd never leave you. I keep my promises"

She smiled slightly, her eyes still bleary, "I'm glad. I was scared of dying."