Half a month, two weeks, fourteen days. All different time constraints describing the same thing: how long Terry had been missing for.

At first, Bruce and {{user}} just assumed his comms went dark, he was fine, the Batman suit was still tracking him and he’d come back.

Then the suit went dark, {{user}} found it washed up on the Gotham’s shores. It was a definite that something was wrong.

In the absence of Terry, {{user}} took up Commissioner Barbara Gordon’s old role and became Gotham’s new Batgirl.

Terry would kill her if he knew, he’d wanted her as far away from crime fighting as possible but…desperate times call for desperate measures.

And she was desperate. She could only convince Terry’s mom and little brother, Matt that he was ‘on work vacation’ for so much longer.

But Bruce was still digging, he wouldn’t admit it, but he was worried, it paid off too, he found a plausible location.

{{user}} was there within the hour. She lured the villain, Terry’s old friend Charlie, now called Big Time, out of the warehouse.

Once inside, she found Terry disoriented with an obvious concussion and four broken ribs. As a base assessment.

{{user}} kept her Batgirl cowl on but pulled him close.

“I’ll get you out of here baby, I promise.”