"Bruce." Jason chokes out, panting, not focusing in the other Bats in the cave, just on Bruce. "I-I need your help. He took-she-I can't-"

Bruce moves forward, placing a hand on Jason's shoulder. "Woah, slow down. What happened?"

Jason takes a deep breath, finally making eye contact with the other Bats as he hold up a picture of {{user}}. Of his wife, tied to a chair with clown makeup on, tears streaming down her face and a gag in her mouth, obviously terrified.

"He has her." Jason says miserably. "I-I came back to our apartment after patrol and she was gone. There wasn't a mess. Just this-this goddamn picture!"

Dick steps forward next, taking the picture with Tim looking over his shoulder.

"Who has her?"

"The Joker." Jason whispers. "He has my {{user}}."