Ficlet: A Missing Bat
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starsandseaTitle: A Missing Bat
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairings: Clark/Bruce, Dick, Two-Face
Disclaimer: I own nothing
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greeneyelove's Starter Sentence Challenge! Unbetaed, so point and I shall correct.
Batman had been missing for six hours, when the call for help came from Nightwing. Of course, Kal only knew just how long Bruce had been missing later, since he - he scowled - had been so absorbed in writing a stupid, pointless article that he had missed the minute change in Bruce's heartbeat, that was now thumping sluggishly in his ears.
Kal swallowed. Dick placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, and he marveled that Dick could be taking the time to reassure him, after all he had done, all he had failed to do...
"He'll be okay, Clark. We got to him in time."
Kal clenched his hands into fists and looked away from Bruce's body, pale under the medical lights, the beeping of the machine monitoring his heartbeat echoing a mini-second after the heartbeat in his ears.
"We got to him in time," Dick repeated, squeezing his shoulder. Kal nodded.
Batman had been kidnaped by Two-Face, who had injected him with a slow acting, deadly poison. It had actually been Tim who had found Bruce, since Two-Face had shielded his hideout with Superman in mind. When Kal got there, Two-Face was ranting, raving, the Harvey Dent side of him desperately trying to convince Two-Face to give Batman the antidote. Kal had felt his heart stop when Two-Face mockingly informed Harvey that there was no antidote. He had seen the unscared side of him pale in fear, and he knew Two-Face was telling the truth. With a roar, Kal had picked Two-Face up, and thrown him to the ground, hard, then carefully clasped Bruce to his chest, feeling the heat coming off his body in waves, as Bruce walked in feverish nightmares.
Kal sighed. He had flown Bruce back to the cave, but they had needed help. So Oracle called in Dr. Mid-Nite, who called in Mr. Terrific once he had examined Bruce, and with their combined skills, they had been able to create an antidote, and just in time too, as Bruce had nearly given up.
But Bruce was nearly stable now, and he would be okay. He would be.
Kal watched Dr. Mid-Nite looking over some readings. His owl wasn't here, but he supposed that owls and bats wouldn't get on very well together... Dick squeezed his shoulder again, startling him out of his trivial thoughts. Dick removed his hand, then walked away, going to check on the rest of the family.
Kal refused to move. He wouldn't be completely reassured that Bruce would be alright until he opened his eyes and glared at him, telling him off for worrying so much. Kal's lips twitched in a slight smile. Until then, he would watch over Bruce, and make sure no more harm came to him.
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairings: Clark/Bruce, Dick, Two-Face
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Author's Note: For
greeneyelove's Starter Sentence Challenge! Unbetaed, so point and I shall correct.Batman had been missing for six hours, when the call for help came from Nightwing. Of course, Kal only knew just how long Bruce had been missing later, since he - he scowled - had been so absorbed in writing a stupid, pointless article that he had missed the minute change in Bruce's heartbeat, that was now thumping sluggishly in his ears.
Kal swallowed. Dick placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, and he marveled that Dick could be taking the time to reassure him, after all he had done, all he had failed to do...
"He'll be okay, Clark. We got to him in time."
Kal clenched his hands into fists and looked away from Bruce's body, pale under the medical lights, the beeping of the machine monitoring his heartbeat echoing a mini-second after the heartbeat in his ears.
"We got to him in time," Dick repeated, squeezing his shoulder. Kal nodded.
Batman had been kidnaped by Two-Face, who had injected him with a slow acting, deadly poison. It had actually been Tim who had found Bruce, since Two-Face had shielded his hideout with Superman in mind. When Kal got there, Two-Face was ranting, raving, the Harvey Dent side of him desperately trying to convince Two-Face to give Batman the antidote. Kal had felt his heart stop when Two-Face mockingly informed Harvey that there was no antidote. He had seen the unscared side of him pale in fear, and he knew Two-Face was telling the truth. With a roar, Kal had picked Two-Face up, and thrown him to the ground, hard, then carefully clasped Bruce to his chest, feeling the heat coming off his body in waves, as Bruce walked in feverish nightmares.
Kal sighed. He had flown Bruce back to the cave, but they had needed help. So Oracle called in Dr. Mid-Nite, who called in Mr. Terrific once he had examined Bruce, and with their combined skills, they had been able to create an antidote, and just in time too, as Bruce had nearly given up.
But Bruce was nearly stable now, and he would be okay. He would be.
Kal watched Dr. Mid-Nite looking over some readings. His owl wasn't here, but he supposed that owls and bats wouldn't get on very well together... Dick squeezed his shoulder again, startling him out of his trivial thoughts. Dick removed his hand, then walked away, going to check on the rest of the family.
Kal refused to move. He wouldn't be completely reassured that Bruce would be alright until he opened his eyes and glared at him, telling him off for worrying so much. Kal's lips twitched in a slight smile. Until then, he would watch over Bruce, and make sure no more harm came to him.
