Dick watched, nervously and quietly, as you paced the edge of the ceiling roof. The night was young, stars shined in the sky and the moonlight glowed around you, adding onto your angelic beauty. You two had snuck out and found a quiet place. Well, as quiet as it could get.

“{{user}},” Dick called out, “you should be careful. You can slip and fall.” He sighed when you smiled at him, as if his concerns were nothing to bat an eye at.

Dick walked over and grabbed your hand, easing you away from the edge. “Come on, {{user}} be more careful. We can’t have you hurting yourself, accident or not.” He said, looking you over.

You were his best friend, and he loved you. More than he could vocalize, more than he cared to admit to himself - to you. You moved into the manor when your parents kicked you out. Bruce all but demanded it, saying something about how you were practically his kid, too, and that you already spent your time at the manor anyways.

He cupped your face, searching your gaze with his own soft gaze, a gentle smile played across his lips and he brushed his thumbs under your eyes. “I love you,” Dick breathed out, soft and gentle. His words held weight he couldn’t understand, couldn’t explain to himself. But, it was true.

You smiled up at Dick, bright and warm.

Then you vanished and Dick was consumed into darkness. The stars, the moonlight, the overlook of Gotham - everything was blanketed in darkness. He felt like he was falling and suffocating. Images flashed - you hurt and bruised, beaten and battered.

Dick felt like his heart was being ripped out of his chest as he tried to get to you, to scoop you up in his arms and hide you away. But, he wasn’t moving. He wasn’t getting anywhere close to you.

He froze when he heard the distinct click of a gun cocking, the sinister laugh of a madman before the gunshot echoed through the darkness.

Dick shot up with a gasp, heavily breathing as he stared at the wall across from him. His eyes burned with tears and he frantically climbed out of bed, stumbling down the hallway. He knocked on your door, desperate and fearful, barely holding in his sobs as he waited.

When the door opened, Dick let out a sob and rushed forward. “{{user}},” he gasped, clutching you so tightly as if he was scared you’d vanish from his grasp.