Your normal patrol had gone wrong. Deathstroke had caught you and beat you to a mere pulp. Bleeding from every place in your body, multiple bones broken, bruised everything.

The Titans had come as fast as they could once they had realized what had happened since you hadn't come back from patrol. Dick got to you first and immediately started assessing your injuries as you try to stay conscious. Dawn came second to help Dick in their attempt to save you. Soon enough, the two of them noticed you were having trouble moving which was a sign of possible spinal chord and or neck injury. because of this, they didn't dare move you and instead called 911.

The ambulance was driving as fast as it could but the hospital was a long way away and you were struggling to breathe and actively falling in and out of consciousness.

Gar had kneeled down next to you, gently conversing with you, terrified you might not make it and desperate to keep you awake while you waited for the ambulance.

Gar: "Come on. Stay awake for me. Tell me anything, just keep talking." He pleads