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He was exhausted- absolutely exhausted. It had been a rough night at the club, full of asshole customers and high heels that had damn near made his feet bleed. He was looking forward to nothing more than getting home, letting the babysitter go, and collapsing into his bed.
He rounded the corner of one of the back alleys that got him home quickest, just to pause, completely stock still.
There was a little boy there. What the fuck, there was a little boy sprawled out on the ground, literally piecing back together.
Maybe if Gray lived anywhere other than Gotham, this would have been frightening. What did it say about the place that this seemed almost par for the course?
He hesitated for a only a moment, watching as the last pieces went into place before he was moving forward, crouching and gently scooping the boy up, drawing a little arm around his neck.
“Hi kiddo. It’s okay, you don’t have to be afraid, I’m not going to hurt you.” He soothed. “That looked pretty scary. My name is Gray and my little sister is a nurse- is it alright if I bring you some place safe for tonight and let her look you over in the morning?”
Not where are your mom and dad. Not do you have a safe place to go. No- he didn’t need those answers, not after seeing the obvious trauma the child had just finished going through.
The last thing Billy remembered was mom tucking them to bed. She acted like everything was normal! Each twin had their bed under the window, with dad tucking Tommy in, and mom the same with Billy. Their teeth were brushed, their pajamas were on. Billy had his Eeyore under his arm and they said god night, I love you. The day had been such a mess, nearly dying and dad finally coming home but mom acted like now, everything was fine. They were good and whole and home.
She said goodnight, sleep tight, and turned off the lights like they’d see each other in the morning. But that’s not what happened. They fell apart again, each twin screaming as the hex closed in until they fell apart all over again, until the world was gone and all they had was darkness and each other. He thought it was forever, until cold concrete began climbing at his knees. He felt felt each piece fit back together, each broken part until he was finally able to feel that his cheeks were wet. His little fingers came together before his face, and he immediately reached out.
Was anyone there for him to grab? Tommy? Tommy? even mom would be nice if she didn’t leave him to die again. His chest. Billy felt his chest and he heaved. He heard someone talk and finally, his face full (if wet) he blinked seeing a face. His fingers curled, desperate to hold on to anything after all that nothing. “I don’t want to go away! I don’t want to go away!”
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