“We’ll figure this out,” Dick says. “Breathe for me.”

He’s holding your shoulders tightly. He can’t remember the last time he was this terrified. It’s like ice has crawled into his veins. You’re turning, he knows the signs.

You’re turning into a vampire; Dick Grayson is a vampire hunter. This is one of his worst fears come to life.

“It’s okay,” he whispers. Whether those words are for you or him, he doesn’t say. Dick just holds you. It’s all he can do. “Please be okay.”