Chapter Twenty
My mind stayed foggy for days after healing a Jason. The soft sheets of my bed kept my body company. Dick came in multiple times to check on me, to bring me food and try to rouse me. I see the worry in his eyes as my exhaust consumes me quickly every time I get up.
I've never been so run down from using my magic before. Believing I caught something ahead of time due to the nausea that lingers on my stomach. Doing a tell health appointment I had some zofran called in and I'm hoping it helps my stomach.
Today I had to get up and force myself awake on day 5 of this sickness. Dressing in a navy dress, I try to make myself presentable. The edge of my dress went to above my knee. My legs looked long with the black flats. Curling my hair and putting on light makeup, I managed to make Dick smile.
"You don't have to go if you don't want to Rae." He leans on the bathroom door.
"I want to." I smile. "I just wish I could puke. I know I would feel so much better." I grab my purse as Dick holds out my jacket.
"Tried your fingers?" He jokes.
"I can't gag myself, it's too gross." I flip my hair over the top of the black peacoat.
"I have something you can gag on." He smirks.
"I'm sorry." I lean in kissing him, "I've deprived you. Once I get to feeling better I will suck the life out of you."
"Ill keep you to your word." He kisses deeper.
"Ready?" I smile
"Ready." He leads me out the door. We head to Wayne Manor for family dinner. I feel Dicks anxiety build the closer we get. Tonight's the night he tells everyone we're a couple. The big mic drop for him. I just hope Barbara stays home. I know she'll be upset after always feeling Dick never wanted her, as he waited for me. "You doing okay?" He asks as I lay my head back. I nod yes. "You're really worrying me Rae." He breathes out.
"I'm sorry Dick." I look to him. "It had been a while since I used so much energy. His hand was pretty destroyed."
"I know." He reached for my hand as we pull into the drive. "Thank you for healing him."
"I hope he is doing okay." I look out at the hedges.
"I'm sure he is." He assured me.
We park in the garage next to Dicks blue Corvette. I smile tracing my hand along the side. "Why don't you ever drive it?" I smile.
"Wanna take it for a spin tonight?" He leans into me kissing.
"Maybe." I kiss back. God how can my stomach be so queasy but I so badly want to ride him. I kiss him deeper. My hands slide onto his chest as his squeeze each ass cheek. "Maybe take me now." I moan.
"There is no room for that in there." He smiles. I moan in disappointment. "How about I bend you over it?" He takes his kisses to my neck, his fingers trailing up my thighs through the dress. I moan as he reaches me.
"Yes." I close my eyes.
"Shit, we can't." He steps back. I whimper with a pouty look. "Sorry I haven't put a new condoms in my wallet from the last time." He boops my nose. He grabs my hand. "You'll just have to wait." He smiles as we walk to the door.
"I'm not patient." I sigh.
"I know." He laughs.
The way my panties sit against my skin makes me realize how wet I had gotten in just the few minutes. I couldn't help but feel guilty as Barbara sits in the den next to Tim talking. Her eyes look heavy with defeat as she sees Dick holding my hand. Shit. I let go immediately. "Hey Babs." Dick walks to her and gives her a hug. Suddenly I miss my cloak after all of these years. The jealousy burns through my chest.
Dick turns to me with a smile. Shit. That went through our bond. "Hey." I wave to the two of them.
"Hey Rachel." Barbara nods. Steph walks in behind me. The newest Robin. She pats my shoulder as she slips through. It's nice when someone isn't scared or you. Then again I don't think she's ever seen my powers. And I bet nobody has told her my horror stories yet. I smile at her gesture as she plops on the couch next to Tim.
"Well I am STARVING." She emphasizes
"Same." Dick smiles. I know he feels good with everyone being here together.
"Master Wayne is almost home, if everyone wants to gather to the table." Alfred announces
"Finally!" Steph jumps up.
"She doesn't mess around when it comes to food, does she?" I laugh as she zips out of the room.
We all gather around the large wooden table as we wait for Bruce. Usually he is on time unless he is working in the bat cave but today he was in the office. I sit quietly as I smell the food and think about how much I want to eat. I haven't been able to eat lately and today it has hit me. As Steph would say, I am starving. With talks of body slamming criminals, and ruining heists the Bat family laughs and talks. It's honestly nice seeing them relaxed and not so serious. This is their safe place, their haven. All I can think about is the empty chair where Jason should be sitting. How much he would be loved sitting at this table.
Bruce walks in with a mischievous grin on his face. "Hello family." He announces as Alfred takes his coat. A small paper bag in his hands. "Sorry I'm late, I had to make a pit stop." He sits down at his spot at the head of the table. "Here." He slides the bag over to Dick. With a puzzled expression he takes the bag in hand and opens it as everyone watches. Suddenly his slender face goes red and he closes the bag. He looks up at me and then to Bruce.
"Share with the class." Steph jokes.
"No." He put the bag on the floor.
"Ah, nothing to be ashamed of. I'm proud of you for being smart." Bruce smirks, "just make sure you remember I have cameras all over the house."
"What is it?" Tim try's to pry.
Before Dick can get ahold of the situation. Steph quickly dashes under the table and grabs the brown sack. The horror holds on on his face as she rips out the contents. Like a lady liberty, she holds up the red box of Trojans high in the air.
The laughs erupt throughout the table, at the look on Dicks face. Oh shit. Bruce heard our entire conversation. My face burns red as Tim and Steph fall to the ground laughing.
"I'm sorry, I just wanted to make sure my son was safe." Bruce teases.
"Or die of embarrassment." He grumbles.
"Here Dicky, for your little dicky." Tim throws the box at him laughing.
"Those won't fit, he wears magnums." I smirk.
"He's busted through those before." Barbara adds, then looks to Tim. "I bet you and Steph can use them."
The room falls silent and now the two robins who laughed at Dicks expense are beat red. Oh shit. Bruce smirks. "Well I guess we all need a safe sex conversation."
"Oh goody." Alfred walks in with a large Turkey.
"Only if you have the slideshow and pictures." Barbara smirks
"Shut the fuck up." Dick looks at her in horror.
"But Tim and Steph need to experience it." She laughs.
"Well Rachel too." Bruce smirks
"Hey I'm on the pill and we use condoms keep me out of it." I stare at the Turkey. The look of the meat makes my hunger go away immediately.
"You're one of my kids, you'll sit through it." He smirks as he cuts the Turkey.
"Aww I'm official." I roll my eyes. "Sounds like a trap to get me in on your presentation."
"Maybe." He smirks. "You'll love the slide on genital warts."
Suddenly my stomach flips at the image and I know I am going to finally get the relief I need. I stand abruptly from the table. I look at Dick as I rush out of the room. Finding the bathroom I manage close the door just as the vile exits my body. Trying to hold it until I get to the toilet I manage to puke into my hand and all down my dress. What the fuck Rachel, you're a grown adult, puking all over yourself. A knock at the door doesn't faze me as I lean over heaving once more. The door opens and the gentle hands pull the hair out of my face. I feel the front clipped back as I spew once more. Shaking I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to stop the feeling in my stomach. I hear the sink running water and then the cold towel presses on my forehead.
"Get her a zofran from my purse, Dick." She says. I open my eyes to see Barbara being the one helping me.
"I'm so sorry." I huff out.
"For what?" She laughs, "you're sick. Not your fault. Dick said you weren't feeling good, but still wanted to come."
"I've been sick for days. I just wanted to try and make it through." I grab the cool cloth from her hand. I flush the toilet and sigh.
"Sounds like you got that nasty stomach bug that's been going around". She sighs. I sit back as Dick appears with the medicine and hands it to Barbara to pass to me. "And I'm sure the mention of genital warts sent your stomach into a spiral" she laughs.
"Yeah." I pop the medicine into my mouth. "Thank you, I have a prescription of zofran I need go get."
"We will get it on the way home." Dick smiles.
"Sure, after your dads presentation" I smile. "You can't miss out on all of the fun."
"You're sick, we should go home so you can lay down." He insists in a pleading way.
"Damnit." I squeeze my eyes shut leaning forward.
"You can rest here until the medicine kicks in. Otherwise you're not going to have a fun ride home." Barbara pats his shoulder as she walks out.
"I'm sorry Rae. You didn't seem sick earlier." He rubs his neck, "I never would have let you came had I known."
"I wanted to come." I sigh, "it's okay." I look at his worried eyes. "Go eat. I'll clean myself up and then we'll go home in a bit."
"Are you sure?" He asks.
"Please, I can hear your stomach from here." I laugh, "go eat, Dick." Walking over he pecks a kiss on my head and dashed out the door.
Gaining my composure I slowly make it off of the floor. Bracing myself on the bathroom counter I let the world come to a stop before I open my eyes. Carefully I wash my hands and mouth. Shit I need a shower. I look at the puke covered dress and groan. Venturing the halls I find his room. Jason's room is like a time capsule after all of these years. Left for him not even knowing he was alive. I pull on his dresser drawers and find a pair of his sweat pants and a tee. The pocket on my dress starts to vibrate as I go to change. The number calling is unknown so I hit end. If it's important they'll call back. And they do. I answer hesitantly. "Hello?"
"Why are you in my room?" I hear his sly remark.
"Why are you watching me?" I look around.
"Hacked into the cameras a long time ago Rach." He scoffs.
"So you're still stalking me?" I roll my eyes.
"I guess so." He chuckles.
"Well look away I'm changing." I put it on speaker.
"Is that puke?" He asks.
"Yeah." I slip the sweatpants on under the dress.
"Gross." He hissed.
"Yeah I'm not a fan of it either." I slip my dress off throwing it to the floor. Pulling his shirt over my head, I smell his scent.
"You look like hell" he admits, "Dick better be taking care of you."
"I am." Dick sighs walking in behind me. "You would have loved family dinner tonight."
"Oh trust me DickieBird, I laughed my ass off when Bruce handed you the Trojans." He laughs, "it's probably the best thing he's ever done." I smile shaking my head.
"It was pretty comical." Dick agrees.
"Who knew fighting your dead son could bring out such humor." He scoffs
"He's still looking for you." Dick adds, "maybe someday we could all sit out at the table and laugh." His hope shines through.
"Maybe." Jason sighs, "but I've went too far. We both know that. There is no forgiveness for me."
"No. No you haven't." Dick says, "You just have to forgive yourself Jason. Let stuff go and come home." I feel the emotions jerking him around. Dick hurts for Jason. Hurts for the loss of his brother still.
"Maybe someday." He hangs up.
"Before we leave we have to talk to Bruce." Dick sighs.
"Why?" I question
"Because he's going to go back and see this on the cameras. Then he'll be pissed Jason is talking to you." He reaches for my hand
"I assumed she was anyway." Bruce stands at the door, "are you okay?" He asks me
"Yeah." I nod.
"Make sure you tell Jason that I love him." Bruce looks away slightly. "Very much". He walks back towards the dinning room.
Tears threaten to burn my eyes, but I force them to stay in. Dick takes my hand as we leave Jason's rooms. Bidding our good byes we left the Manor as his adopted siblings groaned over him missing Bruce's presentation. Heading home we stopped at the pharmacy and Dick ran in to grab my prescription as I waited in the car. My stomach was starting to feel better. I wasn't sure if it was the zofran or the whole relief of puking finally. Walking back with a grocery bag he smiles as he steps in the car. "I got you some sprite and crackers too." He smiles softly. Taking my hand he brings it to his lips and kisses it. Something seems off with him.
"You okay?" I ask as he squeezes his hand in mine. He feels slightly clammy, but a wave of happiness hits me. He assured me that he's fine by smiling and kissing my hand. Making it home I head to the couch, flopping on the cushion as I sit with my knees up. I grab a blanket covering my body. Dick wrestled with things in the kitchen until he comes to me. Sitting on the floor in front of me he hands me a glass off sprite and some crackers.
"Here." He smiles. He's acting weird as he kneels in front of me. I take the glass smiling.
"Alright, what's wrong?" I dare to ask
"Nothing." He brushes me off as I take a sip.
"You're acting weird Dick" I press. I sit the glass on the side table.
"The pharmacy asked if you needed your birth control refilled since it was due in 2 days." He looks at me.
"Okay, did you get it too?" I asked with complete confusion.
"Rae." He smiles shaking his head, "you haven't had a period."he stares in my eyes and suddenly it clicks. "You're pregnant." He adds.
Shock registers my face and my eyes go wide. Could I be? Am I? What the hell? Oh shit. Oh SHIT. Dick smiles as he takes my hand. "It's okay." He kisses it.
"No." I jump off of the couch. "I can't be." I pace the floor in front of him.
"I got a test, but I'm pretty sure your pregnant." He stays on the floor watching me panic.
"Stop saying that." I'm on the brink of tears.
"Rae." He stands walking to me. "It's okay."
"Dick I-" my eyes widen with panic and I feel my chest tightening.
"You and him didn't use?" He figures my look out. With wide eyes I shake my head no. The disappointment crashes on his face. "No going back. Remember." He walks to me pulling me into a hug. "You're mine. And either way the baby is mine." He assures
"I'm yours." I breath out onto his chest. How could I be so stupid? How could I put myself in this situation? Damnit Raven. Every time things are going well you find a way to screw up.
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