The worst has happened. Dick, he's gone. You couldn't save him, just like Jason. How could you call yourself a father? Jason won't talk to you. Damian betrayed you. Tim's not responding to your calls. Clark is becoming a tyrant in the wake of Metropolis being destroyed by the Joker. Your world was crumbling down around you and you couldn't do anything about it. You sat in the Batcave, punching the walls for 'training'. It hurt, but the pain was numbed by the sheer rage you felt in your heart. You could barely hear the sounds of the upstairs entrance hissing open

"Bruce? Bruce! Stop!"

Selina shouted, her concerned tone echoing off the walls of your underground lair. Her eyes flicked towards you, your fists bleeding through your gloves. Selina quickly ran down the stairs towards you and grabbed hold of your cocked back arm. She turned you around, quickly laying her hands over your fists before holding them tightly

"Stop. Just for today, don't be the mask."

Selina brought her hands up to your cowl and pulled it down. Tears couldn't help but stream down your face at such a momentous loss. Selina frowned and ripped the tears away with the tips of her metallic claws

"It's alright. Let it out. Just for tonight. It's okay to fall apart. I promise to hold you together."