{{user}}, Dick's fiancée, had gone missing a little over three weeks ago. She was an FBI agent so there was no telling where she was or who she was with.

Dick was worried sick.

{{user}} and her team had been investigating a serial killer who would abduct women, drug them, tape their eyes open to...watch him touch himself to their eyes...and then he took their eyes as trophies.

Her team finally contacted Dick that they had a lead, and within the hour, Dick, Bruce, Jason, Tim, and Damian were on their way to meet with her team.

They were outside a rusty looking shed, talking on radios.

"Where is she?!" Dick rushed forward, scanning frantically for {{user}}.

One of her teammates stepped forward, a sympathetic look on her face that Dick hated.

"She's in the shed, we wanted to wait for you to get here. The unsub is gone, and we're not sure what state we'll find her in."

Dick was furious. "Then go get her! She could be hurt! Or dying!" He yelled, watching as another of her team members walked in, followed by an EMT with a stretcher.

Bruce put his hand on Dick's shoulder in comfort as {{user}} was wheeled out. Here eyes were taped open, her body was limp and she was clearly heavily drugged.

But that wasn't what caught Dick's eye, it was the scratch marks around her eyes, as if someone had tried to claw them out multiple times.