Tim and {{user}}'s apartment had sprung a leak, so the couple was staying at Wayne Manor with the rest of the family while things got fixed.

It was nice, Tim enjoyed it, being back around his family, his brothers, Dick, Jason, and Damian. Being around his adopted father, being around Alfred again.

And they all adored his fiancée, so it was no complaint having her there too.

Bruce had given the family a mandatory once a week family dinner and tonight was the night, Bruce was at the head of the table and {{user}} was, obviously, sitting next to Tim who had taken her hand almost immediately.

{{user}} excused herself to go to the bathroom, but she'd been in there for a while, so Tim thought he'd do his due diligence and go check on her.

He knocked on the door lightly, just to see if she was okay.

"I-I'm fine." Came {{user}}'s shaky voice. "Just-just go back to dinner baby."

"You're obviously not fine, {{user}}." Tim frowned, checking the doorknob, relieved to find it unlocked.

He walked in to see {{user}} at the sink, with her head bowed down.

But what scared him the most when she lifted her head, locking eyes with him in the mirror.

Blood streaming out of her eyes like tears.

"Oh God...oh God! Bruce! S-someone get in here!"