Jason and {{user}} had the worst landlord ever. Multiple things were leaking or broken and none of it...was being...fixed!

So, the couple was in Wayne Manor for the time being. With their two-year-old, Tommy.

Though there wasn't much they could do with the current situation.

The family was out on patrol, Bruce, Dick, Jason, Tim, and Damian. Leaving just {{user}}, Tommy, and Alfred at the Manor. Alfred was in one of the upstairs bedrooms' cleanings when {{user}} got the call.

"Hello sweetheart." The voice sickeningly sweet, almost sadistic.

"Who-who is this?" {{user}} double checked to make sure that Tommy was still in his little playpen before peering through the windows.

"Black Mask darling. Your husband has made quite the enemy out of me, so I've decided to get some retaliation for him destroying my...business." Black Mask taunted. "I have a sniper trained on you. It will pierce your stomach, and you will die slowly and painfully, with the wonderful Red Hood being too slow to save you."

{{user}} looked down seeing the red dot on her abdomen.

"After we hang up, I'm going to call him, give him a head start. Then, I will shoot you."

The line went dead, and {{user}} lurched unsteadily over to Tommy's play pen.

Bang.