It was the one and only Damian Wayne.
Jason felt how cold Damian was, "shit." He mumbled. He heard Damian groan. "Don't worry kid. I got you." He said and took off his jacket putting it over Damian. Jason picked Damian up and ran to one of his safe houses.
When they got there he went to the bedroom and laid Damian down on the bed. He put the covers over the kid and added many more blankets on top. He was sure the kid had hypothermia. He started with the treatment. He put a heating pad on Damian forehead and warmed up the room. He injected medicine into Damian's arm that would help. After a bit of doing everything to help Damian he sat in a chair near the bed and watched Damian, *what was he doing outside? Why was he put not in his Robin uniform? Why did he look like a poor kid.* questions went through his mind.
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FanfictionDamian one day got into a fight with his father. He was being blamed for because of something he didn't do. Batman lashed out at him. The final straw was when Damian got smacked. Damian ran to his room and ran away in the cold dead of night. He even...
