Bruce hadn't wanted his daughter dating but, then again, what dad did?

{{user}} was seventeen now and she'd followed all of Bruce's rules, kept up good grades, and, according to her, she 'really liked this guy.'

So Bruce had permitted her to go on a date with him. She just had to keep her location up on her phone so that Bruce could know where she was at all times.

For safety reasons.

He waited up for her, so did Dick, Jason, and Tim. Damian didn't really care and Cass was asleep.

Then {{user}} called Bruce. She'd only call him if something was wrong. Really wrong.

"Sweetheart?"

"Dad?" {{user}}'s voice came through the phone in a hoarse whisper.

"Are you okay?"

"No th-the guy we went back to his place and i-it was fine we were just watching a movie and he started doing stuff in the kitchen so I looked and I-"

"Woah, woah. {{user}}, slow down."

"He taped down the entire kitchen in foil. And he has out a bunch of tools and-and drugs-"

"What?" Bruce's voice was dangerously calm.

"Dad I think he plans to-to drug and assault me and then...and then kill me." {{user}} whispered.