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💖💔 I'll Help You Part 1 💔💖

Requested by @dumb_bitch_boi

▪️◻️◻️Both boys are 14◻️◻️▪️

Jon's pov

"Mmhm. Yes. Yes of course. I hope he'll be alright. Yes Jon's available." I paused reading my book upon hearing my name from downstairs.

"Now? No not a problem. I'll send him over. Thank you Alfred. Best of luck. Goodbye." Mom sighed and I heard the phone shut off.

"Oh that poor boy." She muttered. "Jon?" She called.

"Yeah mom?" I responded, setting my book down and heading to railing so I could see her.

"Damian's woken up." She said.

"Really?! Is he okay? How's he doing? Is he hurt bad? Does he remember? Is something wrong with him?" I fired off questions with super speed speech  until mom held up a hand for me to be silent.

"Alfred called and said he's in critical condition. He'll be okay and yes he remembers everything. Alfred said he's asking for you."

I furrowed my brow.

"He's asking for me?" I said in confusion. She nodded.

"Yes. Pack an overnight bag and get moving." Mom instructed before disappearing into the kitchen.

I sped to my room and packed up everything I needed before I flew downstairs.

"Okay I'm ready!" I exclaimed, bouncing in anticipation.

"Alright Jon. Help Damian and call me if you need anything." Mom said, passing me my coat and runners.

I nodded and slipped on my coat. "Okay mum!" I said whilst tying my shoes.

"Be on your best behaviour!" Mom called as I opened the back door.

"Okay mum!"

"Remember your manners and don't overwhelm Damian!"

"Okay mum!"

"Bye Jon!"

"Bye mom!" I shouted before leaping up into the snowy air. I flew in the direction of Gotham City, Wayne Manor to be more precise.

Damian went missing five months ago and no one had any clue where he went. Somehow Damian managed to send a distress signal to the Teen Titans who told the Bats and told me.

Turns out, Damian's mom, Talia al Gul, had kidnapped him and was forcing assassin training onto him under horrible circumstances.

Me and the Bats worked together and brought Damian home. When I last saw him, a few days ago, he was in horrible condition and unconscious.

I worried how bad he would be. He was pretty banged up when we rescued him. And while he's physically healing, I'm concerned for his mental health too.

I arrived at the front of Wayne Manor and knocked at the door. Alfred answered it. He smiled as soon as he saw me.

"Mister Jon! Do come inside it's rather cold!" He ushered me inside, closing the large wooden doors behind me.