Dick woke up with a start, fisting his hair as he pants, the remnants of the nightmare still holding him in their grasp.

Dick, tied up on the wall, forced to do nothing but watch as they shot Bruce, tortured Jason, drowned Tim, and beat Damian black and blue. But all he could focus on from the nightmare, was {{user}}. Her limp body in his arms, the feeling still there even though he was awake.

He turned on his side, expecting to see her, but her side of the bed was empty, cold. Fear shot through Dick's heart. His fiancée was gone. Where?

Dick scrambled out of bed, running through their apartment.

"{{user}}?! Sweetheart where are you?!" Dick skids to a stop in the kitchen, finding {{user}} standing on her tiptoes to reach a glass, and turning around with a smile, all at once, Dick's heart rate went back to normal and he wrapped her up in his arms without a word.

"Never do that again. Never leave again." He murmurs against her skin, kissing the top of her head fiercely.