I'm back. Anyway this is NekoNightwing's request in The Dark Knight and takes place where Harvey has Gordon's family held hostage. Dick is going to be 11 in this. I personally think of him looking like he did in The Batman. Also for my next few chapters I'm thinking about doing some episodes from the animated series again. The one's I'm really thinking of doing are Never Fear, Over the Edge, The Demon Within, and maybe Cold Comfort. Review or P.M me what you think.

Harvey Dent was now on top of a roof holding Commissioner Gordon's family hostage. His face was half burned and he held a gun at Gordon's family. Gordon was currently on the ground looking terrified for the safety of his family.

"Have you ever r had to talk to the person you love most; tell them it's going to be alright when it really isn't? Well you're about to know what that feels like Gordon. Then you can look me in the eye and tell me you're sorry. "

"You're not going to hurt my family."

"No, just the person you love most." Harvey then went over to where the family was. "So who do you love the most? Is it your wife?" Harvey asked pointing the gun at Barbara Gordon. Barbara held on to her children tightly scared to death and started breathing heavily.

"Put the gun down Harvey." Jim begged. Harvey then pointed the gun at his son.

"DA**** WILL YOU STOP POINTING THAT GUN AT MY FAMILY!" He shouted.

"We have a winner." Harvey said and took Gordon's son from his wife's arms.

"NO! JIMMY! Jim stop him please!" His wife cried.

"Harvey...Harvey! I'm sorry…for everything!" Jim shouted. "Please just don't hurt my son." Harvey then pointed the gun at Jimmy.

"You don't want to hurt the boy Harvey." Batman said suddenly. Harvey then starts to back up only to bump into Robin.

"It's not about what I want. IT'S ABOUT WHAT'S FAIR! You thought we could be decent men in an indecent time. Well you were wrong."

"The world is cruel; and the only morality to this cruel world is chance." Harvey said holding up his coin. "His son's got the same chance she had."

"Harvey, what happened to Rachel wasn't chance." Robin said.

"You wouldn't understand. Have you ever had to listen to your loved one die?" Robin stayed quiet. 'You'd be surprised." He thought.

"He's right Harvey. We decided to act; we three."

"Then why was it me who lost everything?"

"We're sorry Harvey. The Joker was just one step ahead of us." Robin said.

"Well…do you want to know a little secret? Joker wasn't the reason Gotham is going to hell. Joker was just the diversion."

"You're lying." Robin said.

"Oh you think so kid? Cause it's the truth. There's another man who caused all of this."

"Who?" Batman asked.

"His name is…" Suddenly a gunshot was heard and Harvey fell to the ground dead. Gordon went over and grabbed his son out of Harvey's grip who was crying.

"Barbara, take the kids down the stairs, take my car and get out of here. I'll join you soon." He said kissing his wife quickly. Barbara then took her children down the fire escape stairs down and drove away as she was told. Gordon then pulled out his gun and amid where the bullet came from. "Come out with your hands up!" He demanded but no answer. Suddenly a grapple was heard and a hook came out of the dark attaching to Robin's leg pulling him forward.

"Robin!" Batman yelled and ran to where he was being dragged. Robin was dragged by the grapple until he was hanging upside-down in Gotham Coliseum. (I'm pretending it was near the scene with Two-Face) Suddenly a man with a half orange helmet and black suit with spare bullets all over his body cut him down making him fall harshly. Robin tried to get up but the figure stepped on him making him unable to move. Then Batman was running towards the Coliseum with Gordon trailing close behind.

"Sorry, no Bats allowed in the Coliseum." He said and pressed the button on the remote he had making the roof close up that was used for rain during a ballgame. The roof was made out of hard metal that was almost impossible to break but that didn't stop Batman.

"No!" He screamed and tried everything he could in order to get to Robin. Realizing it was hopeless Gordon and Batman looked around for another entrance. Batman left Gordon on the roof and dropped down to the ground using his cape to stop him from falling to his death. Then he went over to where a heating vent was.

Meanwhile Deathstroke took his foot off of Robin and started punching him and hitting him with his metal pole. "D-deathstroke." Robin moaned out painfully.

"Nice to see you again Robin; though I recall your father not wanting you to meet me last time we met." Deathstroke then kicked him in the head causing Dick to moan again and start for cry.

"It was you. You're the cause of all of this." Robin cried only to get kicked again.

"Yes-"

Suddenly Batman jumped down on Deathstroke just before he was about to hit Robin. Before Deathstroke could get up again, Batman was on top of him beating him with all his might. Then Deathstroke pulled out a sword blocking his punch and kicked Batman away from him. Then he shot out one of his own grappling hooks and glided away.

"This isn't over boy. I'll be back." He said and left the two. Batman wanted so badly to chase Deathstroke for not only killing his ex-friend but he dared to touch his son and hurt him. Those feeling changed instantly when he heard his little boy cry out. Forgetting Deathstroke, Batman ran to his son.

"Robin it's okay. It's alright." Batman said.

"No. It hurts!" Robin said screaming and breathing short, fast breaths.

"I know it does but you have to hang on. I'll get you home and you'll be alright." Batman said switching to his normal voice and examining Robin's injuries.

"Bruce." He whispered.

"Shhhhh." Batman said trying to calm him down.

"Bruce…Rach…" Robin said beginning to cry.

"Try not to talk Robin."

"Rach…"

"Reach?" Robin shook his head.

"Rach…"

"You're in rage?" He shook his head again and got more upset.

"Robin you have to calm down or you'll get sick or even more hurt."

"Rach…el."

"You see Rachel?"

"Rach…el…alive." Batman went wide-eyed.

"A group at school helped…her get out…before the explosion."

"She's alive?" Dick nodded and started to close his eyes.

"No Dick. Don't go to sleep. You have to stay awake for me." Dick's eyes suddenly closed completely. "Dick! Dick wake up!" He said shaking him gently but he didn't move. Batman as gently as he could picked him up running to the Bat-mobile and drove away.

Break*Break*Break

The Bat-mobile pulled right into the Batcave in record time and Batman wasted no time getting out.

"Welcome back sir…Master Dick!" The butler shouted and ran over to the second boy in his care. "What happened?!"

"Call Leslie right now. He needs immediate help."

"Right away sir." Alfred said picking Dick up and gently setting him down at the medical wing. He then went to the phone and called Leslie Thompkins.

"Dickie please wake up." Batman said taking off his cowl and turning into Bruce Wayne again. Dick still laid unconscious. "Come on Dick. Please wake up for me." Bruce said again rubbing his hair. Still no answer. After Alfred had called Leslie, he came back down to check on the young master.

"Miss Thompkins is on her way sir. What happened?"

"Deathstroke." Bruce said still rubbing his head. "He's been responsible for everything happening in Gotham; including Rachel."

"I'm sorry sir."

"Rachel's alive." Bruce whispered.

"What did you say sir?"

"Before Dick passed out he told me a group from his school had rescued Rachel before the explosion."

"Well thank heavens for that."

"Yeah." Ten minutes later Dr. Thompkins came rushing through the elevator shaft. She went over towards the bed and nearly froze when she saw the condition of the child.

"Bruce…he doesn't look good."

"Oh really?" Bruce asked sarcastically not appreciating the joke.

"I'm serious. He looks terrible. I'm not even sure I have the right equipment to fix this. To be honest Bruce, I think he would be better in a hospital."

"And have them call Social Services to investigate whether or not I'm abusing him? This could get Dick taken away for good. I've nearly lost him in the past."

"Bruce if he stays here I'll do what I can but I can't promise you it'll be enough. He could die if he doesn't get help."

"I just can't take that risk. You know I couldn't stand it if they took him away from me."

"Then you have to do what's best for him. Do you want him to go and get help with a chance that you will still be able to keep him or let him stay here and die and never see him alive again?" Bruce looked at Leslie and then at his sleeping child. He loved Dick more than anything else in the world; even Batman and if Dick died, Bruce's heart would turn to ice again and this time never to melt again.

"Get the car Alfred."

Break*Break*Break

Bruce had Alfred drive to the hospital while Bruce played the part of a scared and worried father. Now he was sitting in the empty waiting room with his hand over his face. He'd spent the car ride holding Dick as tightly as he could without hurting him afraid of losing him forever.

"John, Mary, I know you love your son but please don't take him from me. I could never take your place John but your son gave me hope again. Please don't take him. I need him. I love him so much." Bruce prayed and let a few tears slip from his eyes. He didn't know if it was fear from Social Services, or fear of him dying.

"Richard Grayson?" A doctor called. Bruce's heart came to a halt when he heard his son's name. Slowly he stood up and walked towards the doctor that held the information of Dick's condition.

"I'm Dr. Gray and I've been treating Richard."

"How is he?"

"He's stable but only by a thread. He has four broken ribs as well as a broken arm and leg. His leg unfortunately we had to break again and reset. He also had a broken nose but we've fix that. I'm really sorry to tell you this but he has a deep cut near his waist and unfortunately it has become infected. If that infection gets into his bloodstream then it will go into his heart infecting it and basically will shut down the heart." Bruce didn't need the doctor to continue. The part about Dick's heart shutting down was enough for the billionaire's heart to burst into millions of pieces. The doctor then forced him to sit down and take deep breaths due to how pale he was.

"You can go see him if you want Mr. Wayne."

"Thank you." He said and mustered the courage to stand up and walk to his son's room. His poor son way laying on the bed wrapped with bandages and . Bruce finally walked over and sat down in the chair closest to Dick and grabbed his hand.

"Don't do this to me too son. You know I couldn't stand it if I'd lost you. It was hard enough when Rachel died but if you die, then a part of me would die too." Bruce then leaned over and placed a little kiss on Dick's forehead. "I love you."

"Please tell me he's alright." A voice said from behind him. Bruce looked over and saw Rachel. She was perfectly fine and had a concern look on her face.

"Rachel." Bruce said and stood up. He could hardly believe his eyes but here she was, alive and well.

"Don't Rachel me Bruce Wayne. I turn on the news and find out he's in the hospital possibly dying?" Bruce looked shocked and confused. "You promised me that he wouldn't take on anyone serious. Was it not enough that the Joker had come this close to hurting him at Harvey's party? Then I find out that Harvey was killed by a gunman who did this to Dick?" She yelled pointing at Dick.

"Just let me explain…"

"No Bruce. I'm done! If this is the way you are going to treat your son then I personally will call Social Services right now and tell them where he is and why."

"You wouldn't dare."

"Try me." She said and started to make her way towards Dick only to be blocked by Bruce.

"Don't you come any closer." Bruce said protectively.

"Is this what you want for him; to spend every day of his life fighting crime? Becoming you?!"

"It's never been about making him like me. It's so he wouldn't turn out like me. My life's been nothing but sorrow and anger. That's the last thing I want for him."

"It sure doesn't seem like it. Did you let him get hurt all because I chose Harvey over you?"

"I would never…wait what?"

"You never got my letter?"

"What letter?" Rachel took a deep breath and started to tell everything.

"Bruce…I know I said when there was a day when Gotham didn't need Batman anymore all of us could be together. But I can't wait for that day anymore. I know now that there will never be a day where you no longer need Batman. It's a part of you know. So I decided that I was going to marry Harvey Dent." Bruce took all this in slowly and had to sit down by Dick's bed again.

"Bruce-"

"Go away." Bruce interrupted with tears coming out of his eyes but Rachel didn't leave.

"I'm sorry to let you down Bruce."

"You think it was easy thinking you died?!" Bruce yelled standing up. "How do you think I feel right now?! "I feel so helpless. It was bad enough losing you but now lose Dick too?"

"Bruce do you love him?"

"Of course I do."

"Then you'll want to do what's best for him. Maybe finding another family is what he needs."

"You expect me to just shake hands with you while you take my son away from me?"

"Bruce you and I both know that Batman is your whole life. You can't be a father and Batman at the same time."

"No, Dick is my whole life now." Bruce whispered. "And you're not going to take my son away from me." Suddenly a nurse came in.

"Will you two kindly take the arguing outside please? I will not have you disrupting my patient's sleep."

"We're sorry." Rachel said and the nurse left. Bruce then went over and sat down again rubbing Dick's hair.

"I'm sorry bud. We won't argue anymore." He said glaring at Rachel. "I think it's best if you leave."

"We're not finished Bruce."

"You'll get Dick taken from me over my dead body." Rachel gave a sigh and left without saying another word.

Break*Break*Break

After visiting hours were over, Alfred could not make Bruce move from the waiting room. He had been in the same position for the past two hours: sitting down hopelessly with his hand coving his head. Suddenly he heard a piercing beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep sound coming from the hallway. This got Bruce to snap out of it and stand up along with Alfred worriedly.

"Code 201, Room 390!" The loudspeaker said. Bruce's heart jumped into his throat as room 390 was where Dick was. Without think Bruce sprinted to Dick room to see doctors rushing in and pulling out the shock-pads.

"You can't come in here sirs." A doctor says and shuts the door in their faces. Bruce and Alfred watched through the window as the pads came down and Dick's body jerked with electricity making Bruce gasp. They did this three times without any luck. When the doctors just looked at each other Bruce fell to his knees bursting into tears.

"We must have faith sir." Alfred said trying not to cry and make it worse. "Master Dick still has a chance."

"It's over Alfred. He's gone." Bruce cried putting his hands over his face and started crying. Alfred turned speechless. Suddenly they both heard the paddles shoot electricity into their precious child's body.

"We've got a pulse!" A doctor screamed and started clapping.

"Thank god." Bruce whispered and got off the floor.

"He's stable Mr. Wayne." Dr. Gray said coming out. "The infection took a turn for the worst and some of the infection went into his bloodstream. Luckily we managed to catch and stop the infection from going any further into his heart. That's what made him stop breathing."

"Can I see him?"

"Of course." He said and let Bruce and Alfred in.

"Dickie you have got to stop scaring me like this." Bruce said. Dick still was silent.

"Please wake up. I need to talk to you." Dick still didn't answer. The Dick's fingers began to shift.

"Bruuuuce?" Dick mumbled. Bruce smiled as he moved some of Dick's hair out of his eyes.

"Hi kiddo." Bruce said sitting down on the edge of the bed.

"Hi." Dick said. "Hi Alfred."

"Hello sir."Alfred said smiling.

"Where am I?"

"Gotham hospital." Bruce answered making Dick go wide-eyed.

"Oh no! What if G.S.S (Gotham Social Services) finds out?! What if they take me away?! What if-"

"Easy Dick easy." Bruce said putting his hands on Dick's shoulders. "We'll worry about that later. Let's just worry about getting you better." Dick then looked like he had something to say. "Something on your mind?"

"Bruce…please don't be mad at Rachel." Bruce suddenly felt guilty.

"You were awake during all that?" Bruce asked. Dick didn't know if it was out of guilt or out of shock.

"Kind of. I heard you guys arguing and I wanted to wake up and say something but I passed out again."

"Oh I'm sorry kiddo." Dick then sat up and hugged Bruce.

"It's okay Bruce." Dick said. All Alfred could do was smile.

I hope I did a good job with this. I spent a lot of time on this and I hope you like it. Also as you probably guessed, this chapter could have a part two to it. If you want a part two then just review or P.M me. Next I'm planning on updating my other stories and then the next few (Unless you guys want a part two) I'm going back to the animated series.

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