Bruce sat up, ignoring the aching from his broken ribs and began to sneak down the hallway towards the Batcave. He didn't stop to think how easy this was...almost too easy.

His path was suddenly blocked. "And what do you think you're doing Mr. Wayne?" You said sternly, looking at your boss. You had been Bruce's personal assistant for a year now, and were very used to his shenanigans.

"Uh...going to the bathroom?" He offered, trying not to look guilty.