Today's mission had been a success. The entirety of the Bat family (Jason, Dick, Damian, Stephanie, Cassandra, and Tim) had all taken down another criminal organization plan! The set of explosives had worked out well, all thanks to both Tim and Barbara for the set plan. While there had been minor setbacks, it was all a success!

The explosion had been set off in a perfect time, destroying the entirety of the warehouse after they had rounded up the criminals and the evidence needed. Judging from the shared laughter, jokes, and teasing from your adopted (or biological) family members, it appeared no one had picked up the sense that something was missing.

Or someone was missing. They had no idea they had left behind you, alone and hurt.

The pain was becoming unbearable, as piles of rubble pinned you down against the broken pavement of what was once a warehouse. From the ache in your chest, you could tell you had a few broken bones. Or perhaps a breaking heart from being left behind. Again.

You couldn't speak. You couldn't move. You can't do anything but gurgle out some incoherent words as you try to speak to your earpiece. But no one could make out your voice through the abrupt talking.

"Bátman here." Your father, Bruce Wayne, spoke through the earpiece. "Everyone report in. Is everyone all alright?" He asked.

"Up and ready for another fight!" Dick reported back. "We'll start to head back in a few minutes."

"And we'll be ready for tomorrow!" Stephanie yelled back with laughter ringing through the shared earpiece. "Anyways! Pizza tonight?"

"Yes, please! I'm starving!"

Everyone chattered away, unknowingly ignoring the little groans and grumbles in the background. Everyone but Barbara, was back at the Batcave checking on everyone through the city's surveillance camera. After some fast typing, a quick round of checking the cameras, and looking at the vital signs of each member, she yelled.

"You idiots! Where's {{user}}?" She yelled out. "{{user}}? {{user}}! Can you hear me? Where are you?"