A/n: A member of the batfamily gets hurt and his family is right there by his side, willing to be there for him and help him with the aftermath of his injuries.

Batcave:

Most of the team/family was stationed there in the batcave. The evening's patrol went pretty well only leaving half of them with a couple of cuts and bruises, that is until one little birdy came stumbling inside the dark cave.

None of them heard the bird come into the cave until they heard his cracking voice call out.

"...B-bruce? B-bruce..." said the bird, causing everyone to turn and look over at him. They all hear him inhale loudly, just as his eyes rolled back into his head and then collapsed to the cave floor.

Dick's POV:

Everything was fuzzy and dark. I could barely see where I was going, all I knew was that I had to make it back inside the cave, back to my family no matter what.

My whole body felt super heavy, making walking that much more harder, plus the fact that my vision was blurry as hell and dark spots were coming in my eye sight.
I push myself forward and let out a sigh of relief once I recognized where I am.

I slowly and quietly make my way farther inside the cave and I can just hardly see the outline of a few members of my family. I squint my eyes, trying to see more clearly now.

I believe I can see Bruce at the computer, so I step forward, almost falling over right then.
I try my hardest to say his name as clear as I can, but my lips move and I hear nothing.
Unsure if I said it of not, I try again, calling out to my father but once again I can't hear myself say anything.

I inhale loudly and sway a bit. I can just barely make out my brother Jason's face before everything goes dark and My heavy body fall and I let go. Slipping into the darkness.

(Normal POV):

The family turn in time to see a bloody Nightwing just before he collapses to the ground.
Not waiting a second, everyone jumps into action and go straight towards Dick.

Bruce is the first to be by Dick's side. He cradles his head while he begins looking over his eldest son's body, collecting data on his state and checking all of his son's injuries.

Bruce looks up at his three other sons and sees a shared worried look across all of their faces. He sighs quickly before bending over and picking Dick up within his arms and quickly carries him to the med bay.

"Tim, go get Alfred, now!" Bruce shouts as he lays Dick's still form on the metal table. Tim nods quickly and then dashes out of the room. Jason is standing on the opposite side of Dick, as Bruce runs his hands over Dick's body,mapping out his wounds. Damian is butting his bottom lip and is off in the distance standing there, with fear rolling off him in waves.

In no time wasted, Alfred is downstairs in the Batcave and is by Dick's side, shoving everyone but Tim out of his way.
Tim has a whole lot of medical knowledge and is assisting Alfred for the time being until Dr. Leslie Thompson can arrive at the cave.

14 minutes later, she has arrived and both her and Alfred begin to work on Dick, doing the best they can for him.
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The wait is awful, effecting everyone differently.

For Bruce, he is at the Bat computer searching Dick's or rather yet, Nightwing's last know location.

For Tim, he is biting his fingernails and waiting just right outside the med bay, his mind going over all the injuries he saw upon his big brother's body.

For Jason, he is passing around, full of anger and worry. Dick looked pretty bad off and that increased these feeling within him. He was worried about how his big bro was doing and angry at who ever did this to him, they were surely going to pay for this.

For Damian, he was extremely worried about Dick but he just couldn't allow himself to show it, so he was off in the distance practicing with his sword. He closed his eyes see all the blood on his brother and shook his head, he couldn't let fear and worry cloud his mind now, emotions just got in the way. He needed to be ready to face whomever did this.

Bruce found information about where Nightwing was at and a bit about what went down.
Nightwing's last location was an abandoned warehouse and it seems that The Joker was involved, but the wearhouse where Dick was, was no more. It was blown to pieces.
Bruce was a little bit irritated that he didn't get an alert about it and the joker, also that Dick didn't contact him or anyone else but maybe Dick didn't get the chance as he tried to give his son the benefit of the doubt.

After a bit, both Alfred and Dr. Leslie came out. The air suddenly grew heavy and cold. Bruce stood up and gazed over at them, sensing something seriously wrong.

"How is he?" Damian said suddenly standing beside Jason,  breaking the silence.

They looked over at Damian then back at Alfred and Leslie.

"Dick, he's stable. Although he has sustained multiple injuries." said Leslie.

"Like what?" asked Jason.

"Well, he has multiple cuts, a few there were deep and required stitches. His right wrist is broken, along with 4 ribs, his ankle is sprained and he has a severe concussion. He'll need to be monitored and have a watchful eye on him to make sure he doesn't have any internal bleeding. But...the worst is...is Dick's head trauma and ear damage." said Leslie who looked sadly over at Alfred then at Bruce.
Allowing him to know the severity of this situation.

Bruce understood and sent the boys to go and sit with Dick, who Alfred said would be out for hours, if not a day or so.

After his three sons left to go be with Dick, Bruce lead Leslie a little bit away from the med bay so he could speak with her.

Leslie explained to Bruce that Dick's eardrums were shattered, most likely from being too close to the explosion and that along with the head trauma, it was a very high percentage that Dick's hear would be lost, that it was gone and he was deaf. Her percentage was 98% positive of this outcome and that sadden Bruce. She left a bit later, allowing the family some time together.

Bruce joined his sons by Dick's side. He gently brushed Dick's midnight hair back and looked sadly down at him and slowly began explaining the situation to his other boys.
They were a shocked but each of them agreed that they would be there for Dick, no matter what and would do their best to help him through all of this.

They all sat by his bedside, waiting for Dick to wake up. None of them daring to leave his side because they wanted him to know that he wasn't alone in this matter or in anything.