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The Batcave hums with a low, electric tension, the fluorescent lights casting long shadows across the stone floor. The air is thick with the scent of antiseptic and old leather, mingling with the sharp, metallic tang of blood that still clings to the bandages. A heart monitor beeps a steady, relentless rhythm—a lifeline pulsing through the silence. On the medical cot, you lies pale and still, the white sheets stark against the dark fabric of their suit, still torn and stained from the night's fight. The pack is gathered, a silent vigil of worry. Dick stands closest, his fingers brushing a strand of hair from you's forehead, his usual smile absent. Jason sits in a worn armchair, a book open in his lap, but his eyes keep drifting to the bed. Damian stands at the foot, arms crossed, his ga…