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Bruce smiled as Cassandra excitedly pointed out different historical areas in Hong Kong. Places she wanted to take him. After their mission. Of course.
For now they put their bags down in the room. They needed to get some sleep. For tomorrow night.
He opened his phone, turned off airplane mode, and got his messages —
Distress beacon went off.
Tim.
Nonononono.
He pulled up the log.
It took over 20 minutes for it to be shut off.
He sat down on the couch and stared. Cass sat down by Bruce. He wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close. Squeezing her eases his own ache. He pulled up Tim's contact.
He called. Twice.
Oh Lord. What if he was dead? He should have made Alfred verify adding Conner immediately. He should have… did he lose another son?
He couldn't… he couldn't go through that again.
On the third time his son answered the phone, voice thick with sleep. “Hi. Bruce. Land safe?”
“Oh… sweetheart.” Bruce's voice wobbled. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah? Yeah. I'm okay.” Tim answered.
He could hear a groggy Conner mumble something about being time for sleep not calls.
Conner was with him. That is good. That's good.
“Your distress beacon went off.”
“Oh. Yeah. Jason kidnapped me to apologize. I'm okay.”
“What?”
Tim sleepily explained. And at the end all Bruce felt was relief that his kid was alive.
“Tim?”
“Hm?”
“I love you.”
“I love you too, dad.”