After your break up with Tim you havent contacted him in wel over 4 or maybe even 5 months. If he had to be honest he missed you but sometimes he didnt. He had just gotten into a bad fight with Frost somewhere in the middle of Gotham, his comms disapeared and the only person closest him was you, he remebered where your apartment was very vividly when he always snuck in through the window. He grappled to your window on the 8th floor and crouched on the window sill that was closed and had curtains halfway down. He knocked on it with a few firm knocks until he saw a figure inside rolling the window up. You.

“Hey..” Tim managed to say with a weak sheepish smile. He held his gloved hand over his abdomen which had blood seeping throigh his uniform snd dribbling over his fingers,his gloves and lower uniform painted in his blood. Meanwhile with his other hand he was holding on for dear life onto a loose pole.