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starsandseaTitle: Batman's Files and Bruce's Diary (8/?)
Rating: PG
Characters: Bruce, BatClan, Harvey
Word Count: 330
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Author's Note: Previous parts, with notes, can be found here. Unbetaed, so point and I shall correct.
Monday 25th February 2008
Number of Crimes Stopped: 0
Number of Murders (witnessed): 0
Number of escapes from Arkham: 0
Review of Night: N/A
Notes: N/A
Notes on Team: Nightwing continues to cover for me while I can not be on active duty.
Bruce's Notes: Everyone's still fussing over me. And my wounds are starting to hurt. And itch. Damn it. I phoned Arkham today, told them I couldn't come to see Harvey tomorrow, feigning shock when they told me what happened. They won't let me see him for weeks, now. Weeks that I won't be able to reassure him that he didn't kill me. And I can't go and see him as Batman, either. No one will let me down in the cave. And because of Batman's absence from Gotham, and the sudden appearance of Nightwing and Superman taking a more active patrol, he'll know that something is up. Everyone will know that something is up, that something has happened to Batman, and the rumors will start circulating that I've died. Again.
Damn it, I can't do anything. Not even get up and go to the bathroom by myself. I wonder if this is how Babs felt. Feels. I won't be able to walk for at least another week, Leslie and Pieter told me. I plan on starting tomorrow. What they don't know can't hurt them. And finding a way to somehow let Harvey know I'm alive. I can't ask any of the others to tell him, they don't... they don't understand Harvey like I do. They don't know Harvey like I do.
Just as soon as they stop giving me these drugs, I'll start. Surely drugs aren't meant to make you feel sick? Dizzy? They're meant to take the pain away, aren't they? These ones don't seem to be working.
Rating: PG
Characters: Bruce, BatClan, Harvey
Word Count: 330
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Author's Note: Previous parts, with notes, can be found here. Unbetaed, so point and I shall correct.
Monday 25th February 2008
Number of Crimes Stopped: 0
Number of Murders (witnessed): 0
Number of escapes from Arkham: 0
Review of Night: N/A
Notes: N/A
Notes on Team: Nightwing continues to cover for me while I can not be on active duty.
Bruce's Notes: Everyone's still fussing over me. And my wounds are starting to hurt. And itch. Damn it. I phoned Arkham today, told them I couldn't come to see Harvey tomorrow, feigning shock when they told me what happened. They won't let me see him for weeks, now. Weeks that I won't be able to reassure him that he didn't kill me. And I can't go and see him as Batman, either. No one will let me down in the cave. And because of Batman's absence from Gotham, and the sudden appearance of Nightwing and Superman taking a more active patrol, he'll know that something is up. Everyone will know that something is up, that something has happened to Batman, and the rumors will start circulating that I've died. Again.
Damn it, I can't do anything. Not even get up and go to the bathroom by myself. I wonder if this is how Babs felt. Feels. I won't be able to walk for at least another week, Leslie and Pieter told me. I plan on starting tomorrow. What they don't know can't hurt them. And finding a way to somehow let Harvey know I'm alive. I can't ask any of the others to tell him, they don't... they don't understand Harvey like I do. They don't know Harvey like I do.
Just as soon as they stop giving me these drugs, I'll start. Surely drugs aren't meant to make you feel sick? Dizzy? They're meant to take the pain away, aren't they? These ones don't seem to be working.
