Of course Bruce had to be the one to break the news that Slade Wilson had Dick. Of course Bruce had to tell he sweet little wife that they might not get him back this time.

The whole family, Bruce, Jason, Tim, and even Damian adored {{user}}, Dicks’s wife.

And she was nothing like them. Sweet and innocent.

So Bruce was surprised when she took the news in stride, just nodding her head and going back to her and Dick’s apartment.

He should’ve known it wouldn’t be that easy.

{{user}} was a crime scene investigator, it’s how she met Dick: during his day job as a detective.

She’d stolen the pictures of the crime scene off of Bruce and was analyzing them, trying to find Dick. Trying to find her husband.

She finally narrowed it down to three locations, and upon investigating the second one, she saw him.

Staring defiantly at Slade even as he did what was asked.

She couldn’t help herself.

{{user}} let out a soft cry, hating what Dick had been reduced to. But Slade heard. He dragged {{user}} out by her hair, much to Dick’s horror.

But {{user}} didn’t care. She just wanted Dick back.

So she turned around and, in a frenzy, began attacking Slade’s chest with tiny fists, crying.

“Give him back!” She yelled. “Give me back my husband or I’ll kill you! I swear I’ll kill you!” {{user}} screamed, trying to reach Dick. Trying to save the love of her life.