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Under Gotham’s Sky - Dick Grayson Imagine || Part 8

Pairing: Dick Grayson x Reader

Notes: Hey! Feel good to be back, thank you for keeping up with this story! Don't forget to tell me your opinions about this chapter, right?!

Warning!!!: This part will have some memories of Y/N's past! If you are sensible, I warn you that there’s mentions of miscarriage!

That night, the sky broke to even more darkness, filled with heavy grey clouds as the rain poured outside and you made your way back to your bedroom on the Manor after Dinner, when Bruce left to the rounds, leaving you and Alfred there.

Alfred's dinner had always been delicious, but specially this night, you were feeling way more nauseated. Maybe a typical 12 weeks pregnant symptoms, your days were filled withs morning sickness and fatigue, increasing a bit more every day.

You were about to go up the stairs when you heard it

"Mistress Y/N"

It was alfred calling you down the stairs with the dishes on his hands.

"Yes, Alfie?"

"I'll be washing the dishes, call me if you need something, right?"

He said, as if he could preview what was coming.

"Right, don't worry, I'll just take a nap"

You gave him a thankfull smile. Alfred knew about you and Dick, about all the thing that envolved your pregnancy, so he always did everything so you couldn't feel alone.

The care you received made things feel a bit less worse. But you still waited for the day that someone would knock to tell you that Dick died.

There weren't one day that you wouldn't have nightmares about it.

He nodded and left to the kitchen, while you got in your bedroom. Before laying down on the bed, you felt a flinch of pain on your belly.

"Ouch"

You held your bump in a move of protection.

"It must be just him starting to move" you thought.

The pain passed and you lay down, slowly giving in to sleep.15 minutes of a nap. But no news, nothing was so peaceful like this for you.

Because everything came crumbling down in that moment.

You woke up first with pains in your abdomen, sharp and enough to make you sit up in a concoction of shock and panic. You felt them over again, still trying to process what was happening as another one hit just as fast as the second.

Your eyes filled with tears, a shaky hand going to rest on your bump that was currently filling you with all kinds of anxieties.

You tried to move on bed, but the pain made you feel static. You looked the other side of the bed.

Empty, as always.

You knew you needed to ask for help, so through the pain, you tried to move out of the bed, but you fell on the ground.

"Oh my god. No, please, no."

You felt blood coming down from your legs and paiting the floor, but instead of all the terrible thoughts that rounded your head, you needed to move, because only this would save your baby's life.

So you did. You crawled until the door, that thank you to god, you didn't lock. You got on the corridor, crawling with every piece of strenght that you had, leaving a trail of blood behind you.

You starting feeling dizzy and you knew it was the sign of the amount of blood that you were losing. Nothing was right and you were making your best not to colapse.

But it seemed like you couldn't control that anymore, your body was shutting down in some seconds and you knew it. So you called the only help that you could have in that moment.

"Alfred!"

You called out as hard as you could, but it didn't seem to be enough anymore, as there was no answer. The blood continued to come out and stain your clothes, your mind was starting to get completely confused.

"Alfred"

You called again, weaker this time, but no one came. You knew the next step was to totally lose consciousness, so you called out the name of the one you needed most in that painful moment before your eyes closed in irrevocable darkness.

"Dick"

But he never came.

You lived that scene over and over, more times than you could count. The night you were most afraid was running like an infinite loop in your head and you couldn't get away, stuck in that scenario.

Unconsciently, you prayed for Dick to find you before you died of fear.

In the corner of the room Jason watched you, completely out of breath, your body spasming as if he were suffering from a terrible nightmare, which you actually were.

Every 15 minutes, Crane injected more of the liquid fear toxin he had altered and was now testing on you. You were just a lab rat, which didn't matter if you died or not. The goal was to hurt Dick Grayson, punish him and at the same time get the answer he needed about his new formula.

If Dick Grayson's lover was suffering, Jonathan was happy. The evil grin on his face as he applied the liquid to his veins was enlightening.

But Jason knew your psyche wouldn't last that long, and as a matter of fact, neither would your body.

"Crane, I…I need more of my toxin."

He lied.

"Oh, sure, it's upstairs, you junkie."

Jason started to leave the room until he heard Jonathan's voice and nearly froze, if he found out about his intentions, he was screwed.

"But don't delay okay?"

After hearing it, Jason finally got his breath back, and ran into the empty room closest to the side. He wasn't an idiot, he knew that by this point in the game, Dick was already like a madman, carrying all his darkness plus his hate for having you caught.

He knew that the moment he found them, they would both be dead. Because Jason also knew that you were the only thing Dick fought to live for, his reason.

So with the last of his humanity and what little loyalty he had left, Jason dialed the number.

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Dick rode through Gotham as fast as he could on his motorcycle. It took every location of the labs Conner fetched from the batcomputer, but none of them were the one you were in.

Every minute that passed meant you could be worse off, suffering. But as if anyone up there could hear his prayers, his cell phone rang, and Dick answered it immediately, still driving, unwise at the moment.

"Jason"

Dick spoke with a husky tone of voice.

"Dick, forget all the hate you have for me now and listen to me."

"Speak the fuck up, where is she?"

The brown-haired man spoke, ravaged by anguish, anger, remorse. Any bad feeling that was enough to characterize that moment.

"I sent you the location."

"You better not be there when I arrive."

Dick got to the location in some minutes, it wasn't very far from where he already were. When he took off the helmet, he recognized that place.

It was the neighbourhood where...

"Hey! Dick!"

Dick looked at the direction that the voice came.

Tim? Dick asked himself, was him getting crazy? He was dead..

But proving that he was very much alive he came closer, also showing that he wasn't alone. Donna was right after him.

"Hello, boywonder. Thought you would do that alone?"

The wonder girl came even closer to him, that had already gotten off the motorcycle. She gave him an unexpected hug.

"Donna..you.."

Dick started talking

"Long story, we don't have time."

Donna said crossing her arms.

"How do you guys know all of this?"

Dick was so confused by their presence, but also glad he had some help. Some especial help.

"Well I always knew you were dating Y/N"

Tim started talking about his crazy (and always accurate) theories about the batfamily and Dick rolled his eyes.

"You better listen to the boy, Grayson, he took me here."

"Okay, Tim, but fast, please, she needs us."

He explained very quickly why he knew everything about that neighbourhood and why his help was gold. So they followed inside the "lab" that Jonathan kept you.

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Your eyes fluttered open, you groaned feeling the pain of the blow you had received earlier. When Crane noticed that you were starting to react, he injected another dose of the toxin on your veins and you couldn't move anymore.

"Hey, my beautiful, beautiful detective!" He cheered coming closer to your face "Your nightwing isn't going to help you as you said. Sad, huh?"

He caressed your face and then took it on his hands with strenght, hurting your cheeks.

"But I have a lot to thank you, you know? Thanks to you I can see how strong my toxin is now. Look at you, almost dying..of fear"

A single tear streamed down your face. The only reaction you could have in this moment.

"You shouldn't have done that, Jonathan."

You and Crane looked up and saw that the voice belonged to Dick. He invaded the place through the ceiling with the help of Tim.

A huge wave of relief washed over you, even thought you were static, too doped.

“My my my it’s about time you show up, Dickie.” Scarecrow said. "I'm disappointed you aren't wearing your nightwing gala suit."

"It's not nightwing who's going to kill you, Jonathan, it's Dick Grayson."

"I'm going to give her the last dose of the toxin, which will be fatal and you won't have much to do after that, Grayson. Nothing will bring her back."

In the next second, the door was kicked in with a hard hit, revealing Donna and Tim behind it and then Dick landed on the floor.

Dick was fast, kicking the toxin from Jonathan's hand as Tim got him from behind.

"Go untie her, Donna, I got him."

Donna did what Dick told her to. All he wanted was to hug you and have you on his arms, but the anger he felt by the state he saw you.

It was the first thing he saw when he entered the place.

Your pale, lifeless face, your eyes were purple and deep and terrified, as if for all that time you'd been living the worst of your nightmares.

Which in fact happened, but he also knew that it meant that the fear toxin was taking over your body, that he could lose you and that made him lose all senses.

"I told you I was coming for you"

Dick's voice never sounded more like Batman's than it did now, that darkness was there.

He took Jonathan out of Tim's grip, pushing him against the wall and then tripping him, so that he fell to the floor and Dick was on top of him.

He dealt punches in the face of the scarecrow who just laughed, and then Dick heard your pained grunt as Donna released you from the ropes that bound your hands, your wrists purple, while dried blood was beside your mouth.

It was a matter of seconds before Dick looked back at Crane with more hatred than before.

"You ended your life the moment you laid your hands on her"

He punched Jonathan in the face again, by the force he used, he had already sunk his cheekbones and the man was now unconscious, but Dick didn't stop punching him, feeling his darkness taking over everything in him.

"Dick, man, he's going to die. Stop it, we can get out of here, take her."

Tim futilely tried to stop him. He didn't know that side of Dick.

You were trying hard, using every cell in your body so you could see Dick one more time, feeling your body was about to give up. Once again.

And then you opened your eyes. First you saw Donna holding her, looking desperately at you, second, you searched for Dick until his eyes landed on a man completely crazed with hate.

You didn't want to leave seeing him like that for the last time, so you used what little voice you had to call out to him, hoping this time he'd come to you.

"Dick"

You called to him, still lying on Donna's lap.

Like a trigger, your voice entered Grayson's ears and he turned his head to meet your gaze. Immediately, like a spell, Dick was off Jonathan, leaving the man bloodied and unconscious on the floor and heading towards you.

"Hey, hey. I'm here."

He carefully lifted your body from Donna's lap and took it for himself. You didn't respond, too doped up and he knew there was no other choice but to take you immediately to the batcave where the antidotes to the toxins were.

You couldn't die. It wasn't an option.

"Don't sleep, don't go now, okay? We still have so much to do, Y/n. I'll heal you, just don't give up."

A tears streamed down Dick's face. Tim and Donna sadly watched that scene, a man losing the love of his life.

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Under Gotham’s Sky - Dick Grayson Imagine || Part 7.2

Part 8

Pairing: Dick Grayson x You

Notes: Hey!!! Part 7.2 is up! I'm sorry for the delay, I was just veeery much busy these days, but I have good news, there's going to be two more part! and Bonus and Under Gotham's Sky will be done! Thank you very much to the ones that keep up with my story!

Warns: Cursing and Spoilers of Titan's S03.

It was Jonathan Crane

“Oops, did a cat catch your tongue, Grayson?”

The words died on Dick’s mouth. His eyes were locked on the ground. Jason knew about you and him, he knew Dick’s weakness and it was you.

His blood was boiling inside of his body and he was almost smashing the phone with his grip. How could Jason do that? Especially with you, the one who always looked for him when everyone was too mad with his shits to care.

"You know Dickie... even thought you, your pretty little girlfriend and your beloved daddy put me on jail a long time ago, I’m still brilliant!"

He laughed devilish and Dick kept in silence, feeling his fury rise inside.

“The drugs are working very well, she didn't even wake up when I dragged her here. Such a fragile body”

Jonathan said, getting closer to you and humming as he lovingly stroked the manacles around your wrists.

"I can't wait for you to wake up, my sleeping beauty. We're going to have so much fun together."

He said getting next to you, theatrically, speaking proposely so the Grayson could hear. Dick pictured the scene of you tied up in a chair while Jonathan caressed your face and he lost the control.

“I’m going to find you, you son of a bitch and when I do that, I am going to kill you slowly.”

Dick threatened him, exhaling pure hate and anger.

“Wow! Curses and Threats I thought Bat’s little bird didn’t kill..”

Scarecrow said, sassily.

“Well, I do now.”

Dick hang up and put the cell on his pocket, running his hands through his face, completely tormented by this situation.

When he opened his eyes he saw a curious one hearing the conversation behind him all the time, apparently worried about what she heard.

“Don’t tell me she got kidnapped.”

She said, trying not to believe what she heard was truth, but Dick didn’t even answer, grabbing his suit and leaving the place. He had no time to lose, there wasn’t anything he should be doing now that didn’t incluid saving you.

Dick was blinded by anger and he could feel all of his darkness coming through again.

As he left GCPD's building, he got into the his black maseratti, driving insanely fast to the manor.

Althought throughout all of the way since he burned his robin suit he managed to keep calm and let his bad side go, it was coming back with all of it's strenght now.

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Dick carelessly parked in front of the door as the tires squealed. He got into the manor like a storm passing through.

"Dick, what the hell?! What happened?"

Kory appeared there along to Blackfire and Conner but Dick didn't answer, walking straight to the batcave, especifically to the batcomputer. But they followed him.

"Dick, talk to us!"

Conner said, worried

Dick connected his phone to the computer so he could hear the record of Crane's call. He used what Bruce trained him to do, hearing the records with close eyes so he could capture all of the noises while the other 3 on the cave observed him.

Dick heard many sounds. But he noticed the noise of experiment glasses touching each other. Cars. Steps.

But it all came from far, as if he was in some..basement. A lab.

"Conner, search for all the houses with basements in Gotham."

He spoke for the first time since he got there.

"Won't you explain what the hell is going on? We are a team!"

Kory spoke when Dick ignored her presence.

"I don't have time for this now, Kory!"

"And WHY?"

"Because Y/N got kidnapped! Satisfied now? Crane got her"

The place got in silence when he said that. Gar and Hank that were in the cave's door also heard and got static. Dick's tone of voice was different and they knew it wasn't good.

"Ok..i'm sorry for that but slow down! What can you do now?"

She said, not very sure about it. She knew it wasn't going to work but she needed to try.

Dick laughed sarcastically. Jonathan Crane had crossed all of the limits by catching you.

"What can I do?" He got closer to her and Kory could see the darkness on his eyes "I can kill him."

Dick slowly accepted his darkness. It was going to help him to find you, to seek for you non-stop.

You needed him, and he would turn into anything for you. Even into his scariest version.

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"Crane!"

Jason called his name when he got on Jonathan's Lab and immediately saw him checking some of the toxins.

"Hello, my fellow"

"Cut the bullshit, where are the toxins you promised me?!"

The young boy intimated the old one. At least he tried.

"First: they're getting prepared, calm the fuck down. Second and most important: I have some gold down there. Wanna check it?"

"What are you talking about, man?"

"Well, you're about to see."

Jonathan smiled like a devil and Jason had furrowed eyebrows. The man started walking until the stair, going down and Todd followed him.

Scarecrow got the keys to a door on the end of the corridor and opened it, waiting Jason to come in and he did.

Jason couldn't see anything since the light was off.

"I'm going to turn on the lights now."

Jonathan said excited and turned on the room's light. When Jason's eyes adapted to the light, he finally saw it. The thing that Crane was treating like a trophy.

He recognized that hair, that clothes and the distinctive. You were sitting on the chair, all tied up by ropes and had your head down.

You were blacked out, drugged and Jonathan lifts your face by your hair. When Jason's saw your face, he panicked instantly

“Y/n…”

He whispered under his breath, too shocked.

Jonathan had gone too far and he knew it on the minute he looked at your face.

"Yes. Y/n Y/l/n, detective Y/l/n, nightwing's girlfriend.. or how you wish." Jonathan spoke, proud, it was clear he had a serious mind disease.

"You know, Jay, I wanna thank you for giving me this information, it was all I needed to our perfect revenge."

Jason started to panick.

“Oh shit, shit, shit. Are you fucking insane?!”

He screamed at Jonathan that kept a devilish smile on his face.

“Do you know what you just did?! You shouldn't have done this, man, he's going to kill us" He got closer to Scarecrow, grabbing him by his collar “You heard that? He's going to kill us!"

"He won't find us until I want him to, Dumb"

He took Jason's hand off of his collar and fixed his hair, calmly. Deep inside you, you heard some noises.

Voices.

"Hey, princess. Wake up"

He slapped your face, strongly and you started to feel your conscience answering. You opened your eyes, slowly, adapting to the light and facing Jonathan right in front of you.

He was so close that made you feel sick.

"Oh, someone's up!" He said excited and the sound of his voice was irritating as it penetrated your ears.

"Let me go"

You weakily tried to talk, and when you looked around the room, you saw a familiar face. Jason.

"Jason, help me"

You were still feeling the drugs on your blood, you tried to fight the effect that made you feel doped.

Jason didn't answer and you blacked out again.

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You didn't know how many time it had passed since you blacked out, but you were starting to feel your counscience coming back as you opened your eyes.

You weren't on a chair anymore, you were suspended from the ceiling, held by ropes that tied your hand. When suddenly, the room light came on, revealing Jonathan with an evil, anxious smile and Jason with his head down, not looking at you on your eyes.

Fucking coward.

"Hello, gorgeous. Me and my friend here went up stairs to bring you some gifts."

You didn't say a word. Facing him with disgust. He had a laboratory tube with a green liquid and a giant syring. You knew exactly what was that and for the first time. You felt afraid.

"This, my friend, is something of the old guard. It's exactly the opposit of that you take. That's called the fear toxin. More potent now, a better formula and your friend right there?" he talked to Jason and pointed at you

"Is going to be our laboratory rat."

"How could you, Jason?"

You spoke directly to the Todd and he didn't answer. Still looking at the ground.

"HOW COULD YOU?!"

You screamed as Jonathan approached.

"Shut up you Bitch!"

Jonathan slapped your face and you felt the taste of iron coming from the blood

"You know.. I ask myself, how can you love someone like him? Detectives usually are smart and you seem so dumb, Detective Y/L/N."

He caressed your face and you wanted to slap his face, punch him, but you couldn't do that, so you spat on him. Jonathan got really mad and slapped you again, you felt your cheek's skin burn and get red

"You know he's going to find me, don't you? He won't stop until he finds me"

You said and his laugh filled the room.

"That's what you think? Detective, let's think together..he abandoned you carrying his child. Don't you remember? That you love a monster that made you lose your baby?"

Jonathan played dirty.

He said, sassily, provoking you. How could he know so much? Damned Jason Todd.

"I'm going to make you suffer, Detective, I'm going to make you remember everything you fear the most, you're going to watch the worst day of your life over and over because I WANT TO! So when Dick finally finds you.. you'll be dead, of fear."

The tears streamed down your face, Jonathan started to preparate the syringe with fear toxin and got closer to you.

"No, please. Please, Crane, don't do that!"

You begged him but it was too late, he had already put the inhaler on your face.

"NO!"

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