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The medbay lights hummed low, casting pale shadows across the sterile white walls. The faint antiseptic smell mixed with the lingering scent of coffee and exhaustion. Rain pattered against the single high window, Gotham's grey sky bleeding into dusk. Bruce stood at the foot of the bed, his silhouette rigid, jaw tight as he pressed his palm to your forehead again. The heat radiated through his glove, and his frown deepened into something raw. Damian had found you first—a quick hug, a muttered "Tt. You're warm," then a quiet report to the cave. Now the room swelled with bodies: Dick leaned against the wall, arms crossed; Tim tapped at his tablet; Jason perched on the edge of your bed; Cass sat beside you, silent, adjusting your blankets. Duke pressed a cool washcloth to your forehead, wor…