Bruce's POV

I drive back to the Batcave. I get out of the Batmobile and take off my batsuit. I kick a nearby wall in frustration. Alfred walks over,

Alfred: Master Bruce?

Bruce: I have to find him...

Alfred: I understand how you feel, and you will find him. It'll just take time.

I calm down.

Bruce: I'm so close. I had his men. They know where he is. They just refused to tell me.

Alfred: You are close. I'm positive we'll hear more from Y/N.

I stay silent.

Alfred: At the meantime, I hear you are supposed to be a Wayne Enterprises. I would suggest you get some rest.

Bruce: Really...

Alfred: Sir. I know you are focused on catching Y/N, and criminals like him. But don't let that "Batman" persona take over. Remember, you're still Bruce Wayne. And Gotham City also needs Bruce Wayne.

I once again stay silent.

Alfred: Well... Goodnight, sir....

Alfred walks away and heads into the manor. I stay for a little bit to look more into Y/N. I then remember the day he came over to the manor. Where he tried to entertain me. I shake my head to get that memory out. I then head up to the manor. I walk into my room and get in bed. I also remember a conversation my dad had with my mom.

Thomas: This woman is saying that her son is mine, Martha!

Martha: You know the woman. She's sick. But maybe she can be helped.

Thomas: No... there's nothing to help her...