#concussion rehabilitation

[concussionspot]

Concussion - Symptoms, Classification and Recovery

A concussion is a mild traumatic brain injury (mTBI) caused by a blow to the head or sudden movement that disrupts brain function. Symptoms include headaches, dizziness, confusion, nausea, and sensitivity to light or noise, with recovery requiring rest, gradual activity resumption, and rehabilitation if needed.

[labsportstherapy]

Sports Rehabilitation and Wellness Services St. Paul

Elevate your performance with expert rehabilitation and wellness services designed for athletes. From post-surgical care and sports injury recovery to running analysis and injury prevention, we provide customized treatment plans. Our services also include dry needling, soft tissue mobilization, and concussion rehabilitation. Get back to peak form with our comprehensive, athlete-focused care.

[goldenmaplephysiotherapy]

Experience Top-Notch Physiotherapy in Langley for Pain Relief and Recovery

Golden Maple Physiotherapy in Langley is a trusted clinic offering top-notch services to patients seeking personalized care for various musculoskeletal and neurological conditions. This Valentine’s Day, Golden Maple Physiotherapy wishes you a heart full of health and happiness! The clinic is dedicated to helping you feel better, healthier, and more mobile, whether you're dealing with chronic pain or recovering from an injury. With a holistic approach to your recovery, Golden Maple Physiotherapy ensures you regain your strength and mobility, with a focus on long-term wellness. Their team is committed to delivering high-quality physiotherapy services that leave you feeling more confident and in control of your body’s abilities.

If you're searching for an experienced physiotherapist in Maple Ridge, Golden Maple Physiotherapy should be your first choice. The clinic is known for its expertise in treating a variety of conditions, including sports injuries, post-surgical rehabilitation, and chronic pain management. The experienced physiotherapists are skilled in using advanced techniques to help restore function and reduce discomfort. This Valentine’s Day, treat yourself to the gift of health and healing by taking that first step toward recovery with a team that truly cares about your well-being.

Golden Maple Physiotherapy is also recognized as a leading Maple Ridge physiotherapy and pain clinic, offering specialized services to address pain relief and injury recovery. Whether you're struggling with back pain, neck pain, or joint issues, the clinic’s comprehensive treatments are designed to target the root cause of the pain, rather than just masking the symptoms. This Valentine’s Day, give yourself the gift of improved mobility and pain relief, allowing you to enjoy every moment with those you love.

For those dealing with balance issues, dizziness, or vertigo, Golden Maple Physiotherapy features a vestibular rehab physiotherapist in Maple Ridge. This specialized service is ideal for patients suffering from vestibular disorders that affect the inner ear, leading to problems with balance and spatial orientation. The vestibular rehab physiotherapists at Golden Maple are trained to provide effective treatments that reduce dizziness, restore balance, and improve overall coordination, helping patients regain their independence. This Valentine’s Day, let Golden Maple help you find your balance, both physically and emotionally, so you can fully enjoy life’s special moments

[divinecarephysio]

Discover the Best Physiotherapy Clinics in Langley Today

At DivineCare Physiotherapy, we understand that every patient’s journey to recovery is unique. That’s why we’re proud to be recognized as one of the best physiotherapy clinics in Langley. Our team of skilled and compassionate professionals is dedicated to providing you with personalized care and effective treatments to help you regain your strength and mobility. Whether you're dealing with an injury, recovering from surgery, or managing chronic pain, we are here to guide you every step of the way.

Finding the best physiotherapist in Langley can make a significant difference in your recovery process. At DivineCare, our licensed physiotherapists combine years of expertise with advanced treatment techniques to address your specific needs. We believe in treating the whole person, not just the symptoms, which is why our approach is always customized to help you achieve the best possible outcomes, whether you're an athlete or someone recovering from an injury.

When it comes to physiotherapy treatments in Langley, DivineCare offers a wide range of services designed to help you feel your best. From sports injury rehabilitation to chronic pain management, our clinic provides effective, hands-on treatments like manual therapy, massage therapy, and orthopedic care. Our treatments are backed by the latest research and are aimed at restoring your function and improving your quality of life.

At DivineCare Physiotherapy, we take pride in being the best physiotherapy clinic in Langley. Our commitment to your health and recovery is unwavering, and we’re dedicated to providing you with the best care available. Start your journey to recovery today by reaching out to our clinic. Let us show you why DivineCare is the trusted choice for those seeking the best physiotherapy treatments in Langley

[athomerehab]

Brain injuries come in various forms and can have significant impacts on an individual’s life. Understanding the different types of brain injuries and the recovery process associated with each is crucial for both patients and their loved ones.

[i-am-hungry-24-7]

Husband!Simon isn't a pious person, but he sits beside your bed in the hospital, praying to God for not taking his love, his only light in this abyss away.

He prays every night and day and lets out an audible gasp when you finally wake up from the coma.

Husband!Simon forces his tears back when he finds out you only remember who he is, but forget the relationship you two have, and all the moments you two experienced due to the crash.

Husband!Simon brings you the photos you two took before, picking through every of them, answering every question you ask, even though you sometimes ask the same questions because you can't remember things well due to concussion. He’s willing to answer them thousands of times.

Husband!Simon who brings you knitting needles, teaches you how to crochet, just like the way you taught him before.

Husband!Simon who struggles to bake the cookie you used to make for him, burnt a few plates of them before he finally succeeded, can't help but smile and his eyes widened when you manage to recall a few steps of the process.

Husband!Simon who never missed your rehabilitation session, watching you working hard so you can regain the ability to walk quicker.

Husband!Simon writes down every single detail you start to remember again. The place you two first dated at, the bakery you loved to go with him, how he met you and fell in love with you.

Husband!Simon who needs to go on a mission, restraining the bitterness and anxiety to leave you again, afraid that something bad might happen again, but you reassure him so he reluctantly drags himself out of your ward.

Husband!Simon is confused when he comes back from the deployment, rushes to the hospital, and finds you telling him to stand by the door of your ward.

he watches you slowly walk towards him, step by step, wobbly but eventually, you stop in front of him, and hug him tightly in your arms.

"Welcome back, Si."

Husband!Simon who finally let himself cry against your chest in months, after hearing you greeting him and calling just like before.

extend this trope with 🐬 anon’s request

[mobilizephysicalwa]

Mobilize Physical Therapy

Mobilize Physical Therapy is a local, physical therapist owned, boutique physical therapy clinic specializing in using a whole-person approach for diagnosis and treatment of your condition. We offer 1 on 1 care, 45 minute long appointments, and strictly schedule you only with licensed Physical Therapists.

Address: 23511 56th Ave W, Ste 102, Mountlake Terrace, WA 98043, USA Phone: 425-582-8845 Website: https://mobilizept.com

[concussionspot]

Dr. Steiner is a leading Expert in Concussion Recovery

Dr. Steiner, a physical therapist and author of The Concussion Recovery Plan, leads the Sport Concussion Program at Twin Cities Orthopedics. With a passion for advancing concussion care, he is dedicated to redefining recovery strategies for those impacted by these complex injuries.

[labsportstherapy]

Sports Rehabilitation and Wellness Services St Paul

If persistent pain is affecting your daily/recreational life, LAB Sports Therapy is here for you. Our skilled Physical Therapists specialize in injury and pain management. Through a thorough assessment, we’ll identify the specifics of your pain and develop a customized plan to support your recovery. Count on our expertise for personalized care aimed at facilitating a prompt and effective rehabilitation process.

[goldenmaplephysiotherapy]

Recover Faster with Expert Sports Injury Physiotherapists in Maple Ridge

At Golden Maple Physiotherapy, we believe in delivering exceptional care to help you recover and get back to doing what you love. Whether you're a seasoned athlete or just someone who enjoys staying active, sports injuries can have a significant impact on your life. That's why our sports injury physiotherapists in Maple Ridge are here to support you through every stage of recovery. With specialized expertise and personalized treatment plans, we help you heal faster and return to your activities safely, using the latest techniques in sports physiotherapy.

Concussions can be tricky to manage, and recovery requires the right approach. At Golden Maple Physiotherapy, we understand the importance of specialized care when it comes to concussion management. Our concussion management physiotherapists in Maple Ridge provide tailored treatment plans designed to address all aspects of recovery, from physical symptoms like headaches to cognitive challenges. By working with you closely, we ensure a safe recovery process and a return to full health.

When it comes to overall rehabilitation, Golden Maple Physiotherapy is proud to be a trusted provider of physiotherapy in Maple Ridge. Our team is dedicated to offering comprehensive services, from injury recovery to pain management. With a focus on your unique needs, we help restore your physical health and quality of life. Whether you’re dealing with long-term discomfort or a recent injury, our experienced physiotherapists are here to guide you through a recovery journey that’s both effective and long-lasting.

If you're an athlete, you know that proper care and treatment are key to maintaining peak performance and avoiding future injuries. At Golden Maple Physiotherapy, we offer specialized sports physiotherapy treatment in Maple Ridge to athletes of all levels. Whether it's recovering from an injury, enhancing flexibility, or improving strength, our sports physiotherapy treatments help you reach your goals and prevent re-injury. We use advanced techniques and personalized plans to ensure you stay healthy and perform at your best.

[divinecarephysio]

Expert Physiotherapists in Langley for Your Recovery Journey

At Divine Care Physiotherapy in Langley, we understand that neurological conditions can significantly impact your daily life. Whether you’re recovering from a stroke, managing Parkinson’s disease, or dealing with other neurological challenges, our team of expert neuro physiotherapists in Langley is here to help. We offer specialized care tailored to each individual’s needs, focusing on improving movement, strength, and overall function. Our goal is to support you every step of the way as you work toward regaining independence and improving your quality of life.

Neurological physiotherapy in Langley is at the heart of our approach. We employ cutting-edge techniques designed to address the unique challenges posed by neurological conditions. From balance exercises to strength training, our treatments are designed to improve mobility and coordination. Each therapy session is personalized to meet the specific needs of the patient, ensuring the most effective treatment for your condition. With our guidance, you’ll regain the confidence to perform daily activities and move with greater ease.

Our neurological rehabilitation in Langley services are designed to help patients recover in a comprehensive and holistic way. Whether you’ve experienced a brain injury, spinal cord injury, or another neurological issue, our team works with you to create a customized rehabilitation plan. We focus not only on physical recovery but also on cognitive and emotional well-being. Our rehabilitation programs incorporate a variety of exercises and strategies to help you rebuild strength, stamina, and mental clarity, ensuring that you experience recovery on all levels.

Choosing Divine Care Physiotherapy means choosing a team that is committed to your long-term success. Our neuro physiotherapists in Langley bring years of experience and specialized training to every treatment session. We take the time to understand your unique situation and create a plan that suits your needs. With compassionate care and unwavering support, we are here to help you through every stage of your neurological recovery. Contact us today and let us help you begin your journey toward healing and independence.

[delusional-day-dreamer]

paige x olympian gymnast hcs!

‣ paige bueckers x olympic gymnast reader!

‣‣ synopsis: gymnastics has always been your entire life, and your dedication truly paid off when you made team usa for the 2016 rio olympics, but what happens after your injury while in the running for the 2020 tokyo olympics? #uneditedfornow

‣‣‣ a/n: just a few headcannons i have in mind for this story, if i were to make this a full blown series it MIGHT be a wattpad story with an oc or just a full tumblr series because of how long it would be... 👀

your life leading up to and including the 2016 rio olympics:

you've been doing gymnastics since you were three years old

at the age of thirteen your parents switched you to online school so you could train full time, but during this process it set you back a year, making your graduation year 2020 (same as Paige)

at the age of just fifteen you qualified for the rio olympics (meaning you were born in 2001)

your roommate that year was simone biles, and you competed at the olympics, taking home two golds (all around team and beam) and one silver (beam).

following the olympics, you became very popular for your skill at such a young age, leading you to signing many brand deals, sponsorships, photoshoots, etc.

it just so happens that your popularity reaches a certain basketball player, miss paige bueckers. in her slam interview in 2019, when asked about an athlete she admires outside of basketball, she says you. you have no idea who she is, but dm her regardless thanking her for her kind words. this is the only interaction you two have until uconn.

you continued online school for the rest of highschool, and throughout the next three years you received thirty recruitment offers out of the sixty-two schools that had a women's college gymnastics team.

your dream school had always been the University of Connecticut, but their gymnastics team didn't impress you throughout the recruitment process.

your graduation year is 2020, which happens to be the same year you got injured, right before choosing a college to commit to.

injury-related; 2020-2021:

in february of 2020, you got into a car crash while driving home from a late night practice.

you tore your left acl, dislocated your right shoulder, fractured your left collarbone, had a concussion, and suffered a left femoral fracture (ouchies i know)

thankfully you were mostly okay, but the accident completely put you out of the running for the 2020 (now moved to 2021 due to the pandemic) olympics, and doctors told you it would take at least two years to fully rehabilitate before you could even beginning training for competitions again.

your left leg had quite a few complications with the acl tear and the femoral fracture, and you had four surgeries in total on the leg.

during this time, you decided that since you couldn't compete in gymnastics, you might as well commit to the college of your student-life dreams, the university of connecticut.

UConn Era!!:

you commit to uconn for your undergrad in the sports management program, since you couldn't compete, you still wanted to remain in the athletic world.

your freshman year classes (2020-2021) was fully online due to your injuries and the pandemic, but it just so happens that you're placed as an intern with the women's basketball team for your sports management program.

you meet the team before the school year starts, and it just so happens that paige bueckers has remained a huge fan of yours.

the only reason the team recognized you immediately before you were even introduced is because of how much she has fangirled over you

you get your own apartment at uconn due to the program and your status (okay olympic privilege), which meant the team loved to hang out at your giant, well-furnished place.

you become extremely close with the team, and your first two years of rehabilitation seem to go well. it also happens that in your sophomore year, your best friend paige also fractures her meniscus, so the two of you are the resident cripples of the team!

paige has always had a huge fangirl crush on you, but over the years of you being friends, it seems those feelings develop into a little bit more...

one night while you were having a sleepover with her during her acl recovery she confesses, and the two of you start dating on the very down low

during your junior year is also when you are fully cleared to start re-training and you start getting back into gymnastics with a new coach (idk who yet!)

while balancing school and your duties with the wbb team, you start to train only four days a week, slowly getting back old skills on all four events.

you start competing in the 2023-24 season (i believe that’s how it’s measured?) and qualify for the 2024 olympics at the 2024 Xfinity U.S Gymnastics Championship

it’s safe to say your girlfriend and the entire wbb team were your biggest supporters apart from your family

Actual Olympics:

i can see you being roommates with Hezley Rivera, since she reminds you so much of yourself and you’re able to form a connection because of that.

Paige is unfortunately not able to make it to the first half of the Olympics, but she is your biggest supporter from home, constantly posting and hyping you up.

While competing, you definitely wear jewelry that she gifted you for good luck, and your hair has two braids going up into your bun, just to keep a piece of your girl close to you. Maybe even a purple ribbon braided into your hair at some point?

You also definitely took half of her closet of hoodies with you so that you could wear them and have her scent with you at night

the entire uconn wbb team, both current and players from your earlier college years, show support for you on social media, but paige’s is a little.. different than theirs

while all the girls post you on their stories or tweeting about you as, so proud of our husky 💙🐺, that’s my our uconn girly!!, etc. Paige’s are a little more special, hinting at your relationship, ex: so proud of my girl 🫶🫶

there were rumors about you and paige circulating since your freshman year, but you never bothered addressing them, and this only fueled them further.

You definitely text Paige as much as possible during meal times, facetiming at night, sending selfies all the time, etc.

The other girls definitely make fun of you if they overhear you on the phone with her, mocking you since you call each other baby as a term of endearment. They also make a tiktok cut together of a bunch of clips, basically every single time you were texting or atp with paige. the tiktok has over 50 clips!

“can you pass me that y/n?” suni asked you

“yea sure, here” you passed her the makeup brush

“thanks, baby,” she teased, making you blush

After the olympic athlete who ran straight to his girlfriend after breaking the Olympic record, I can definitely see Paige flying out to surprise you for a week or so in Paris.

Her flying out to come visit is when you guys actually hard launch, posting pictures of you at dinner with the captions, “my girl is finally here” or “yk i had to come cheer my girl on in person”

a/n: this is #uneditedfornow but that’s all i have for now yall! idk when i’m gonna make this a series but i have so many ideas for it i just might have to, but i also have two other unfinished series rn so… 😓😓

[hyperfixiation-station]

Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Information Pt.2

Apprehension

TW: Torture, graphicish violence, angst Summary: Backstory time >:)

A Study in Torture, Rescue, Rehabilitation

3 months, 27 days ago

You grunt softly, hoisting yourself over the wall and dropping near silently to the ground. You cradle a fractured wrist to your chest, cursing Ghost and his inability to fly a helicopter. 

“Hang on kid!”

“I’m trying!” 

“Shit! Ghost you’ve got to level the chopper!”

“I’m! Trying!” 

“Don’t let me fall, MacTavish!”

“Y/N!”

“Oh my God.” 

“Ghost you have to turn around!” 

“I can’t!” 

“Y/N!”

You shake your head, breaking out of the reverie. Focus, you tell yourself. You creep silently through the enemy encampment, sticking to the shadows. Your eyes dart back and forth, constantly scanning your surroundings for danger. 

You crouch, moving behind a tent as voices sounded from in front of you. You watch as soldiers walk past you, sighing in relief when they don't seem to notice you. That relief is short-lived however, as cool metal is pressed into your back.

“Well, well, well, what have we here?” Heavily-accented English sounds from behind you. The man holding the gun pulls it away, then slams the butt of it into your temple. You don’t even have time to respond before the world goes dark. 

You come to in a dark room. Grunting, you try to sit up, but stop when spikes of pain flare through your wrists. Your head spins and you look down, blinking sluggishly. Your eyes widen as you finally notice that you are handcuffed to a table, hands up above your head.  

“Good morning, pretty bird.” Slightly Russian-accented English sounds from behind you, “about time you woke up.” A man comes into view, and though it takes you a few seconds, you recognize him. 

“Colonel Kravchenko.” You mutter, tongue thick and heavy in your mouth. 

“So you know me.” You say nothing, just follow him with your eyes. He sighs softly, moving next to the table you are strapped to.

“So, Y/N L/N. You know, you really should not be in enemy territory with an I.D. on you. As it is, I now know pretty much everything about you, including the fact that you are a member of an...elite team I have been hunting.” He double checks your restraints as he speaks, circling the table and stopping by your side. 

“Being as such, you have information I want.” He grins, “You can give this to me the boring, easy way, or you can let me have fun.” 

Fear coils in your belly, but you do not let it show. You are a trained, battle-hardened soldier, and you will not give up your team for anything.

“Well, pretty bird? Are you going to talk to me?” You remain silent, watching him. He grins sharply at the silence, almost eager. 

“Good. I hate the boring ones anyways.” He moves out of your line of sight, returning with a covered cart next to him, “There are a few rules we’ll have to go over before we start, of course. But we can introduce them slowly, I don’t want to…overwhelm you. The first, and most important, is that you will address me as Sir whenever you speak.” You snort, rolling your eyes at that.

“You think that's a funny, pretty bird?”

“A little, yeah.” You snark, trying to hide your fear.

“Sir.” He says, annoyed.

“What are you gonna do if I don’t.” 

“You are a soldier, no?” You nod instinctively, confused at the turn in conversation. 

“It would be a shame for you to never be able to hold a gun again, wouldn’t it be, pretty bird?” he croons. He slides his hand into yours, interlocking your fingers. If you weren’t concussed, maybe you would be able to guess what he was about to do, but your brain is foggy, thought process muddled. So it comes as a surprise when he jerks his hand up, forcing your fingers back. There is a crunching noise as your bones shatter, fire lacing up your arm. He squeezes the broken fingers and you scream. 

“Pretty bird, you and I are going to have so much fun together.” The man laughs, letting go of your hand, “Now, we’ll start off simple. What were you doing in my airspace?” You say nothing, teeth clenched, eyes watering. He turns his back to you, flipping the cloth of the cart. You watch through blurry eyes as he pulls something from it before flipping the cloth back over. In his hands is a towel.

“I’ll ask you one more time. What were you doing in my airspace?” You say nothing, just stare at him. He smiles, delighted by your decision to play hard to get. 

“Your choice, pretty bird.” He drapes the towel over your face, obscuring your vision. You panic, breaths coming in rapid bursts at the inability to see anything. You calm down slightly as the towel is flipped down so you can see again, still covering your mouth and nose. You blame the concussion again for not being able to put two-and-two together, but you are confused until he returns, bucket in hand. 

You squirm pointlessly, trying to get away. The man simply chuckles, pouring the water over your face. You hold your breath for as long as you can, but eventually you exhale, gasping as your lungs demand air. Immediately, the wet cloth is sucked to your skin, suffocating you. You panic, no longer able to control your breathing as you inhale sharply and gag at the water running down your throat in a vicious cycle. 

Though it feels like hours, you are only under the water for about a minute before the cloth is pulled away. Your body heaves as you choke, gasping greedily for air. 

“What were you doing in our airspace?” You say nothing, just sob softly. 

“Have it your way, pretty bird.” The cloth is placed back over your face and the water is poured again. And again. And again. 

~~~~~Meanwhile~~~~~

“Bloody hell.” Ghosts snarls as he brings the chopper to a rough landing. He jumps out, followed by Soap and Gaz. Price stands in the hanger, waiting for them.

“I heard.” He says solemnly as Gaz opens his mouth, “They are sending men out to look for them, and it took every favor Laswell has ever owed me to get us sent out.” He turns on his heel, not bothering to check if his men were following. He leads them to a briefing room, slamming the door shut behind him. 

A map of the enemy territory is projected on the white board, upon which Price draws a small red circle. 

“This is our best guess as to where they landed. We have received no communication from them since they fell.” He pauses, sighing softly, “Officially, they have been marked K.I.A and this is a body recovery. Unofficially, this is a rescue op. We don’t lose hope until their body is on the table in front of us, okay?” 

“We are rolling out tomorrow.” He continues, “So get to the infirmary, get checked out, and get some sleep.”

Sounds of agreement echo from the room, and Gaz and Price exit, leaving Soap and Ghost alone in the room.

“Not your fault Johnny.” 

“Not yours either Lt.”

Neither of them believe the other. The guilt lays heavy in the room, tension so thick you could cut it with a knife. The minutes drag out for hours as they sit in stony silence.

"If anyone can survive out there, it's Y/N. We'll find 'em." Soaps voice trembles slightly as he breaks the silence. Ghost nods in agreement.

"Lets hit the rack." It's not a suggestion. They walk out of the room side-by-side, both thinking the same thing.

My fault.

 Soap still holds the glove that had slid off your hand as you fell from the chopper. 

Okay question. When you finally get rescued do we want major PTSD or only some PTSD?

Also do y'all want more torture scenes or do you want the rescue?

[dontforgetukraine]

Meet Yuna the lioness. Russian bombings caused debris to fall onto her enclosure in January 2024. As a result, she suffered a concussion and now lives with coordination problems. She was found exhausted in a yard and in poor condition.

On August 17th, she was transferred to a British nature reserve in Kent to recover and rehabilitate.

Source: The Big Cat Sanctuary

[cripplecharacters]

You can answer this whenever you get the chance, its not that urgent.

I have a character in a fanfiction that has ice abilities. In canon, the physical effects of this aren't ever elaborated on much, but in my fic I take a gruesome approach to the dangers of elemental based abilities, including body horror (think of ice fractals pulling skin apart, or plant vines growing through blood vessels.) The story isn't a horror story, but the gruesomeness is just a segue to character development. Anyway, the character eventually succumbs to severe (and non-realistic) frostbite, which leaves his extremities stiff enough to crack when he moves. While in this state, he's attacked by a monster, who strikes him on the right side and shatters his right arm and shoulder. Literally shatters, since it's frozen. He also sustains head trauma by his right ear because of this attack.

So my question is: Would head trauma on the right side potentially lead to deafness in the left ear? Since our brains are flip-flopped like that, and the left side controls the right etc.

And if you feel like answering: Due to the trauma of the attack, he becomes extremely averse to cold sensations and anyone/thing being on his right side. But if deafness can occur in the left ear, how do you think his navigation of the world may look? Would he need to always have a person in front of him? Would he just need to turn his head, or would it make more sense rehabilitation-wise to overcome the right side stress?

Thanks for doing what you guys do, it's near impossible to find resources that answer the really specific stuff we all come up with.

Hi!

Deafness related to brain trauma is incredibly rare--he's more likely to get conduction hearing loss, alongside a concussion or TBI.

For your second question, it sounds like your worry is that he wouldn't like having people on either side of his head, which applies less if only one side is injured. If I'm misinterpreting, please feel free to send a follow-up question!

Mod Rock

[moonlit-imagines]

Robin and the Stray (Part 2)

Dick Grayson x Kyle!reader

warnings: blood n death ment and urge to puke teehee

a/n:

prompt:

part 1

Joining the Titans wasn’t exactly something you had in mind. The Titans were all kind-hearted heroic-types with these clear cut motives and tragic or powerful backstories that drove them to do good. You were here for two reasons: Dick moved to the other side of the country and you were being “rehabilitated” from your kleptomanic ways while Selina was serving a short sentence.

It felt awkward being in their presence, every glance felt like a glare. They must be thinking how dare y/n stand and fight beside us, theyre nothing but a common criminal, a petty thief, we can’t trust them. Dick had always assured you that they didn’t think less of you, but when anything was misplaced they always seemed to look to you for an answer.

You and Dick had been together for a few years now, and not all of those years were you a cat burglar. Maybe here and there, mostly for kicks or just to prove you still had it in you. Sometimes just to mess with Dick and Bruce. But Dick never stopped trusting you, he found it amusing more than anything and you grew to love each other deeply. Nothing could change that.

You were already sort of a vigilante before you were inducted into the Titans, usually sticking to the lower levels of Gotham and helping women steal their purses back or a kid who was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Stuff like that. Unless, you know, Batman and Robin needed a hand.

As far as the Titans went, you were genuinely happy in San Francisco. It was a nice change of scenery after growing up in dark and gloomy Gotham. Dick felt free without Bruce standing by, doing what he could to make you feel comfortable here. Taking you on dates to new restaurants and going to beaches on your days off became a regular thing, something to make you forget you felt like you didn’t belong.

You had your own room, which was a nice change considering you and Selina typically shared or one of you slept on the couch or somewhere else depending on the night. Although, you spent most of your time in Dick’s room, it was hard to sleep alone most nights, he was like home to you. He’d mindlessly play with your hair and rubbed you back to ease your worried mind. He kept you sane.

But missions were different in so many ways. You had each other’s backs, sure, but you knew well enough that the two of you were more than capable of handling yourselves. Years of fighting against each other and beside each other made the team observer you two in awe, your fluid teamwork was incredible. To you, it was just another day.

“You okay?” Dick asked with your cheeks in his hands, looking down at you with a wet washcloth pressed between your cheek and his hand. “Don’t tell me you’re concussed, I’ll have to stay up all night with you.” You both chuckled weakly.

“I’m fine, just wiped from the past few nights.” You sighed as he wiped grime and blood from your face. You winced when he brushed against just below your eyelid where a bruise was budding. “I really got my ass beat tonight, huh?”

“We all did.” Dick wiped stray hairs from your forehead. “You seemed distracted, though. Thinking of me?”

“Gotham. Just homesick.” You told him and he kissed your forehead and continued you clean your wounds. He was pretty banged up, too, but he could tell you needed some TLC. “I love it here, but you know. I miss all that stuff. I miss Selina. I miss my cats. I miss Commissioner Gordon giving me shit for stealing and then helping him. I miss Bruce giving us lectures about staying focused. I miss Alfred trying to give us ‘The Talk.’” You rambled on while Dick nodded along, and your dull laughter caused another wince as you realized you maybhave a bruised or broken rib. “I miss you sometimes.”

“I’m right here.” He told you.

“Will you always be?” You asked.

“If all goes well.” He pulled out some bandages.

“What is that supposed to mean?” You continued to question.

“It means I don’t know the future and I won’t promise something I might not be able to control.” Dick explained in his smart-ass way. “It’s just the job, y/n. You know I love you.”

“I know you love the job.” You said tilting your head down and eyes up before he picked your chin back up.

“I don’t.” He replied.

“Keep telling yourself that.” Your sigh left his stomach slightly drop and you slid down off the table you were perched on. “I have to get a quick shower in, I’ll be back.” You trotted off the the bathroom to do so and left Dick alone with his thoughts, which you might have sparked something in him at this time. Unbeknownst to the two of you and the rest of the team, your lives were about to b me turned upside down in the worst of ways when Deathstroke entered your lives.

Your head was spinning at the time you heard the news of Garth’s passing. You fell into Dick’s arms and he held you so tightly. You felt as if you might puke and the rest of the team was right with you. Any barrier keeping you and them was broken down, there was no more tension or fear that kept you from getting close, the grief brought you all together.

It was Donna who apologized to you first, letting you know your worries were not that far off and there was a lot of distrust in you, but they moved on from it. It was the load off you needed after this tragedy. And Dick felt guilty he put you in that position, started blaming himself for so many things. You’d thought he’d get distant in all this anguish, but he wouldn’t let you go. He held on tight and began to worry for you more than usual, which worried you greatly. And it sucked because after all that happened with the Titans, you two had no choice but to go home.

“It’s what you wanted, right?” He asked you on the plane ride home, sitting across from each other on Bruce’s private jet.

“Not like this,” you stared out the window, picking at the seams of your jeans, “I just started feeling like I belonged. Now I’m leaving a place that felt like paradise. I really did love it there.”

“We can go other places. I’ll take you wherever you want to go.” Dick leaned forward and grabbed your hand. “I hate this, too. I love you, though. Wherever you go, I’ll go. It’s fine.” You closed your eyes and nodded.

“For now we’re going home.”

And you were home and it was dull and lifeless and you felt all the joy you had slip away as you fell back into old habits. Started to realize you stole because you were bored, you roamed the same streets and rooftops over and over because it was just what you did, you laod around all day and played with the cats but nothing was ever different. Not even when there was some huge debacle with a villain that belonged in Arkham Asylum. Not Two-Face or Riddler or Joker or Mr. Freeze or whoever’s weekly turn it was to enact a failure-destined plan to take over Gotham or kill Batman. It was all the same.

You sat on the same ledges and ate the same Pizza with Dick. You had meals at Wayne Manor with Bruce and Dick, a spot reserved for the late Alfred was an unfortunate change and maybe the only one. Bruce was paying your rent, offering you a bigger place or maybe one for you and Dick to share, but for some reason you couldn’t bring yourself to it. It already felt like you were taking advantage of him.

Don’t get me wrong, you loved Dick with all your heart, but he was off, too. It was obvious he fell back into his old ways. And something about it made it obvious he’d grown too fond of his life as a Titan. The independence and emancipation from Batman, where he called the shots and could do nice things with and for you. Maybe the guilt set in after another year or two or three. Because one day you were fine and the next, it was over. You looked back and realized that that promise you wanted him to make was never going to be fulfilled because he never felt secure himself. But that was his problem now, you would have helped if he’d let you.

It was awkward seeing each other in passing. After all, neither of you gave up your vigilantism. But avoidance was key. It was only a matter of time before he decided Gotham was too small for him now. You heard he’d moved to Detroit, good for him. You hoped he’d moved on and was doing well, you sure weren’t getting there anytime soon.

Then one day a few weeks later, you heard your phone ringing. Blocked Caller. You stared at the screen for a few moments grabbing the phone and holding it for a few more before you pressed the answer button. You put the phone to your ear but said nothing.

“Y/N? Y/N, it’s me. I need your help. I just—I need you.”

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