Y/n blinked slowly and brought her hand up to her head. This was the third time she'd passed out. She was once again in the bat-cave's med bay.

"This can't be good for my health." she grumbles still half asleep.

Finally lifting her body up from the bed she looks at her arm with a needle inserted into it. Her eyes follow the tube to another needle in Clark's arm, who was sitting on a chair right beside her.

He was wearing a blue flannel with rolled up sleeves to his forearms.

The needle had a faint glow of green which Y/n didn't seem to notice because the second she saw her best friend, life filled her body and she thew herself out of the bed and onto Clark.

"Careful Y/n!" Clark yells.
With an aggressive crash both Y/n and Clark were on the ground. She laughed and hugged him tightly.

"I can't believe your here! I missed your dorky smile so much!" she smiled before her body stiffens suddenly.

Her body pushes itself up to sit on Clarks stomach then she balls her hands into fists bringing them up defensively.

"Wait! T-tell me something only Glasses would know!"

With his hands up in defense he smiles softly. He wasn't scared because how could his human friend hurt him, Superman! But he also wanted to be as calm and gentle as possible not to scare her.

"You have no awareness of how hot your coffee is! You prefer sneakers over high heels, but you wear them so people would treat you like a professional woman."
He delicately places his large hands over her fists.

"You figured it was like that when your first employer treated you like a coffee girl instead of junior editor. "

He brings her fist to his cheek and gently flattens her hand to cup his face.

"You spend way too much time in that journal of yours, but whenever you're writing in it, I see dozens of universes sparkle in your eyes."

Using super hearing, he listens to her heart rate slow and then speed up again, only for tears to start welding up in her eyes with her smile forming again.

"Ok! Just checking!" she says nonchalantly and leans down hugging Clark again.

"What are you even doing here?" Y/n asks before someone other than Clark answers.

"I called him here." a large shadow covers Y/n and Clark in a bat shape.

Clark lifts himself and Y/n off the ground helping her steady to a stand.

He pushes her back to a sit on the bed then watches batman pull the needle from Y/n's arm.

Making quick efforts to cover the small droplet of blood before it dropped from the bend of Y/n's arm then taking the needle from Clark's arm.

"You're very stupid, reporter. You knew you'd bleed out."

"What else was I supposed to do?! You weren't in range, and I was sure you'd be back before it got too bad!"

Clark folds his arms over his chest and clears his throat to stop the banter.

"Look, there's nothing we could do now. For right now, I suggest, I take Y/n back home."

Batman quickly swings around.
"No! I need to-"

"Test me? As far as I know you already have an entire bucket of blood to test! I want to go home
Besides, I just need to avoid bleeding and hallucinating, right? " Y/n interjects.

She growls and takes a step off the bed before walking to the edge of the platform. A few glances from side to side. Without looking motions Clark to come closer by opening and closing her outstretched hand to him.

"Where's the exit! Oh Shit! Perry is gonna kill me for taking sick days."

She looks down at her wrapped hands.

"Give me one or two of these fancy bandages and a number to call!"

Batman only side eye's Clark who slowly nods. Probably saying something like, I'll watch her.

Batman sighs.

He tosses a small bag of bandages towards Y/n who catches it effortlessly.

~~~
Sitting on the ferry on the way back, Y/n was looking down at her hand opening and closing it slowly.

Clark was sitting right behind her watching her every move when Y/n's voice catches him off guard.

"I'm fine Glasses, No need to watch me so closely."

She giggles and finally looks him in the eyes.

"Did you get my message?"

Clark feels a little more at ease seeing her smile and that she was trying to change the subject.

"I did! But there's something I should, um, probably mention? Me and Louis, well we're work partners, and maybe at some point I liked her? But then I-I, um!"

He looks down and takes a deep breath and takes a shot.

"After all this is over, Can I take you to dinner? And no, it's not Ramen on the couch dinner. Proper, fancy, caviar, dinner!"

Y/n looks at him dumbfounded for a second putting two and two together before she snorts loudly and starts a string giggling.

A stunned Clark panics at her reaction before seeing her nod in agreement.

Clark joins in on a mutual awkward laughter.

~~~

Back in the bat cave tho, Batman was slowly paging through Y/n's Jornal filled with scribbles and notes. His cowl hanging on his shoulders and off his face.

"Hmph, she's smart."

He says looking at specific notes from the night she was tracking down Batman to Jim Gordon. Paging a few more pages he gets to a date from the days before.

Writings Y/n made of her own condition. He reads allowed with a cup of coffee in his hand.

"Symptoms such as Laughing are deprived from Joker venom.
Hallucinations from Scarecrow Toxin.
Acid from Poison Ivy, somehow amplified?"

Bruce smirks and turns a page and continues reading from Y/n's perspective.

"But there's something I can't quite place yet, a beep followed by ringing in my ears, not sure if batman knows what this is, but I'll try and put it last for now."

Suspicion crawls up Bruce's spine before he turns around to the bat computer. With quick typing he brings up all scans on Y/n's blood.

"I missed something, The computer is having trouble finding a fourth toxin."

He squints looking in depth at the blood sample scans.

"Computer, notify Superman that there could be a fourth toxin."

A final beep from the computer Bruce takes the jornal knocking on it while he's in thought.
"She might have something more worth looking into in this notebook."

~~~

"No! No!"

Y/n panics in her apartment throwing out the bag she had with her on her bed.

Clark runs into the room nearly slipping on the turn.

"Y/n?" he calls worriedly

"It's gone Clark! My jornal, all my notes, my cases, my stories are in there! My dads picture and his letter!"

She holds her bandaged hand over her mouth and starts sobbing before shrinking in on herself dropping to lean back on the bed.

Clark watches her and slowly takes a seat next to her. His arms open into a welcoming pillow chest to cry on which Y/n gladly accepts.

Clark pulls her body into his and gently combs his fingertips through her hair and rubbing the small of her back.

"Well find it Y/n, I promise. I'll just ask Batman to look around the cave for it."

Y/n nods with her head buried into his neck.

"You can contact the batman?"

Clark stutters a bit correcting himself.

"I-I'm sure he's probably listening in on all communications from us! He'll know."

Y/n giggles a little and pushes herself back to a sit in front of Clark with his hands still holding hers.

"Y/n, you said it had a photo from your dad? And a letter?"

She nods rubbing her eyes and taking a small breath.

"My Dad wrote me letters while he was guarding at Arkam Asylum. One day he just stopped. My mom assumed he died during a prison brawl? The letter in the jornal is the last one he sent to me."

She shakes her head and looks back at Clark's worried eyes.

"I'm sorry you got pulled into this-"

"No, absolutely no apologizing! You're the victim here, and we've known each other for years, there's no way I'd let you do this alone."

Y/n smiles and leans up to place a small kiss on Clark's cheek then whispers.

"Thanks Glasses."
The whisper sends blood rushing to Clark's cheeks leaving him with a flustered dorky smile.

He looks back up at Y/n and rubs a small tear off her cheek with the back of his finger.

"You got it, Y/n"

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