When Damian woke up, he was at home in his bed. He hat a wet towel on his forehead.  He looked down and saw  thick bandages on his arms. The kind that wrapped around. He didn't move. It would hurt to bad. He noticed he had a bandage on his nose. He had his Robin shirt and pants on but his mask and cape was off. He heard Dick talking right outside of his closed door. He was talking to Bruce. Damian closed his eyes and tried to listen to what they were saying.  He heard Dick in the middle of the conversation.

"I mean, he was torn up pretty bad."

"I know. Alfred could help with his arm. He just needs to stay off of it for a while. Let it heal."

"Is he still gonna be able to help fight?"

"What do you think?" Damian knew what he thought.  He wasn't gonna be allowed to help out in crime fighting anymore for a while. He knew that the moment he woke up.  Tim came into the room.

"Hey. You're awake."

"Drake, how long was I out for?" Tim fell silent for moment.  

"Drake?"

"A little over 24 hours."

"Gosh. I'm sorry if I caused you to worry"

"You kinda did but you couldn't help it."

"His Grayson mad at me?"

"It's complicated. He's mad but also glad you helped him afterward." Damian sighed. Tim looked at his arm.

"Hold still. I'm just gonna look at your arm." Tim removed the bandages. Damian's arm was swollen and red. Tim examined his arm.

"Yep. It's defiantly broken. I think you need to wear this cast for around six weeks." Tim brought out a cast and wrapped around Damian's arm. Then he brought out a sling.

"Put this on and slide your arm in. It will heal faster this why." Damian used his one arm and placed it around him. Tim slid his arm in. 

Dick walked in. "Tim, I need to talk to Damian." Tim nodded and looked at Damian.

"Just let it heal." Tim left. Dick watched him leave and shut the door behind him. Damian looked at the floor. He knew Dick was disappointed.

"Damian, I'm not completely mad.  I'm disappointed though.  I knew your determined.  I knew it was an accident.  I'm just glade you're okay."

"Grayson, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to."

"I know. Let me see that arm" Dick looked at the sling. He slid the arm out.  Dick brought out a blue Sharpie and took the cap off. He carefully help the arm out and started to right on it. 

Get well soon Li'l D. Damian's face turned red.  Dick put the arm back in.  Dick smiled at Damian. Finally, their bound has been resorted. Finally they were family again.