Daminette December

2021:27-Escape

"Give her to me." declared Batman, arriving on the scene, "Nightwing and Red Robin, look for alternate escape routes. The fire department is on their way. We'll look over the damage once they are finished, but I doubt he's in there. Oracle, I want green lights all the way to the hospital. Red Hood, you're with me."

Damian gently set her in his father's arms. Batman had never heard his son so panicked and distraught, over the comms. He would make sure she was well taken care of. A hero deserved only the best and it seemed they would have a lot to talk about once she woke up. She looked about his son's age and as far as he knew, Paris had no heroes.

"Damian," Batman spoke, "let's get you looked at."

"I'm fine." he declared, his eyes never leaving the girl's still frame, "She needs to be taken care of, immediately."

"She will be." Batman spoke, as they made their way to the media circus.

"Is there anything I can do?" Damian asked the floating creatures.

"Take her earring." the red one spoke.

"The glasses, too." the horse one declared.

Damian pocketed the frames into his jacket and pierced the earrings into his lobes.

"I could have just made them clip-ons." the red one stated, hovering close to his ears, making the bleeding stop.

"No matter." the young Wayne answered, as the continued their walk.

All of Gotham and the visiting class of Paris watched as Batman carried Marinette towards them. She was bleeding and her clothes were torn, burned and covered in what they could only assume was dirt and blood. Everyone held their breath, unsure of her fate.

"I need a stretcher." he demanded, making everyone sigh in relief.

"Kid, you need to come with me." another paramedic spoke to Damian, attempting to guide him to another ambulence.

Damian slapped his arm away.

"Mr. Wayne-" the paramedic began.

"I will be seen at the hospital, but I am riding with her." Damian declared.

"Sir." the paramedic continued.

"She braved The Joker and made sure I escaped. The least I can do is repay the gesture and make sure she is treated well." the Wayne heir spoke, shocking everyone.

That petite girl had saved Bruce Wayne's son and helped him to escape. It was no wonder he wanted to make sure she was treated with only the best. Sure, he was dirty, a little bruised, and had tears in his clothes, but they could tell she kept him safe. Batman nodded to the paramedic and they stepped aside, allowing Damian into the same ambulence as Marinette.

Damian Wayne sat in a chair next to Marinette's bedside, holding her hand. Tikki, as he learned, was nestled next to her under the blanket and Kalki, had decided to remain at the manor. She loved the manor and he was told, Alfred was happily giving her sugar cubes to eat.

Marinette blinked her eyes awake and looked around. Damian was by her side, head on the bed, holding her hand. Hesitantly, she squeezed his hand. His head quickly shot up and he looked right at her. Before she could blink, she felt his lips on hers.

"You scared me, Angel." Damian whispered.

"Angel?" Mari questioned.

"You did save my life." he answered.