I'm sorry, short chapter I know, but I did completely finish SWD, my first ever finished story!
I woke up feeling horrible, and I ran to the bathroom just in time to lose my dinner. It had been a while since I had been ill, Joker had bumped up my immune system, but I also hadn't eaten anything as rich as soup for a long while. Can you believe that? Soup. Robin ran in a moment later, mask placed haphazardly over his face, and started running small circles on my back. Batman kneeled beside me too, just resting a hand on my shoulder. After, Robin picked me up and laid me gently on the bed, and I immediately curled up into a ball, pulling the duvet up to my neck.
"You don't have a temperature," Robin muttered, pulling hand away from my forehead.
"No, I'm just not used to food as rich as soup," I muttered closing my eyes. I could just about make out a crease peaking up from the mask, between where his eyebrows would be, if I could see them.
"I'll be fine," I finished.
"What did you normally eat?" Batman had appeared in the doorway, with the appearance of a man lacking sleep.
"Salad," I answered.
"You lived on a diet of salad? No wonder you're so skinny," Robin shook his head.
"Not sure whether that's a complement or an insult, so let's stick with the former," I grinned. Robin looked flatly at me, obviously telling me it wasn't the time for jokes. But hey, I've been in Jokers company for the past three months, what can you expect. I heard a quiet computerized voice announcing something or other, but it was too faint to make out. Batman obviously knew what it was, because he swept out the room, becoming grumpy Batman once again. Robin left for a brief moment, coming back with a glass of water, which he placed on my bedside table.
"Renee? There is someone here I'd like you to meet," Batman stepped through the doorway, followed by a blonde woman in a black leotard and fishnet tights.
"Hello," the woman said, "I'm Black Canary," she smiled slightly.
"Hi," I replied, my voice croaky as I struggled to sit down.
"Though you can call me Dinah," Canary continued. I froze in my shock, no one had trusted me with their identity before.
"Hi, Dinah," I said again, my voice stronger.
"Dinah is going to adopt you, if you want," Batman continued. I turned to Dinah, a look on my face asking for her to back up his claim.
"If you want Renee, you don't have to," Dinah smiled. I'm pretty sure my face lit up in a smile bright enough to rival the sun, and I leaped forward and pulled the older blonde into a hug. She took a step back from my momentum, but chuckled and hugged me back.
"Of course! Wow, I just realised how sad my life has been for the past three months to end up happy about this..." I trailed off, pulling back and sitting down on the edge of my bed, embarrassed.
"I'm sure it wasn't that sad, but would you like to come with me now r later?" Dinah asked, walking back towards the door. I thought for a moment.
"It's almost dawn right? Let's go now," I stood up.
"How'd you know it was almost dawn?" Robin asked.
"Joker," I explained, and that was all I needed to say.