Tim had been going through taxes, looking at charges sent to Wayne Enterprises. He found a recurring charge to the pharmacy down the street.

Upon closer inspection, Tim figured out that the charges were from Jason's account.

Thinking something was medically wrong with his older brother, Tim brought the evidence to Bruce who discovered the charges were for benazepril, a type of heart medication.

Sharing in Tim's worry, Bruce took Tim to Jason's apartment, wanting to make sure he was okay.

They arrived at the same time Jason was pulling up...with a pharmacy bag in hand.

"Jason...is that...are those...for you?" Bruce tested, hoping for good news.

"No." Jason responded shortly, and Bruce felt a lot better. "They're for my fiancée."

"Wh-fiancée?" Tim asked. The family had no idea.

Jason sighed. "Come on, I guess it's time you met her."

The duo followed Jason up the stairs to his apartment, still reeling from the news.

"{{user}}? Sweetheart I got your meds, come take them before you forget."

A woman walked out, a glistening ring on her finger. "Jason, I've told you before, I'm fine."