Your hands tight around Jason, as he griped the handle tighter, increasing the speed of his motorbike. The wind blowing in your hair, and damn Jason looked..dark and scary.

Why was Jason practically going full speed on his bike? You see..you and Jason were on a mission, supposed to be an easy one, knock out a few guards and retrieve the stolen weapons.

But no, Bane had to be there, and he may or may not have thrown a huge piece of glass right into your side. So now, as your were basically slipping in and out of consciousness Jason was speeding through the empty streets of Gotham.

Under the pressure, that his least favourite, godforsaken partner was going to die. Atleast he cared? “Stay awake, because I swear to all things holy I’m going to fuc#—# kill you if you die.” He said, stressing inside.