“Don't close your eyes, look at me.” Stephanie's voice breaks with each more sentence she articulates, getting lost in the noise of the rain hitting them both.

Her hands are stained with blood, fingers trembling as she thinks about what to do. So much training, so much time with her mind on this job, that now she doesn't know what to say, what to think, what to do.

She has to take you to the Batcave, somewhere. She never expected this, she never wanted you to take the bullet for her. Stephanie knows it's her fault, she's taken stubbornness and ran into danger, taking you with her. The criminal is gone, but she doesn't care. She needs you to be safe.

“Come on, come on…” she whispered with a blank mind, trying to carry you after setting up a tourniquet. "You can, I know that. Look at me... just look at me!"