I haven't decide if I want to make this a one shot or a full fic yet. Let me know in the comments if you would like to read more and if you like it! Thanks!
Selina balanced on her toes as she peered through the curtains to make sure the coast was clear. She saw him immediately. He seemed to have fallen asleep in the middle of something, as his head was lying on a pile of papers on his desk and a pen still rested in his hand. She crept in quietly, quieter than anyone else she knew could be. She crawled onto the couch across from him so that she could better see him. His hair was in his face and she felt the ridiculous urge to move it. It had been four months since she had last seen him. Four months since she had run away. Selina wished she could explain it to him. Explain how scared she had been, how she had felt lost and like there was nowhere to turn. She longed so badly to reach out and touch him, to hear his voice. She knew how he felt about her. He had made that very clear.
They were only fourteen when he first told her that he loved her. Of course he didn't though. They had been children and children didn't know how to love, not romantically at least. She had thought it would fade, that he would get bored of her and move on. She had tried her best to push him away. But every time she felt like they were growing apart, they would find each other again. She would find herself on his window sill, or he would be wandering through the Narrows asking about her. It was like something was always dragging them back together. To her surprise he had never stopped telling her that he loved her. To her even greater surprise, she knew that she loved him too. She hated herself for it. She knew better than to have such a large weakness, something her enemies could use against her. Though, now she had an even greater weakness.
Selina glanced down at the pile of papers Bruce was lying on and was about to move away when something caught her eye. Her name was at the top of the paper. She slid it out from under him, taking care to be as careful as she could. She peered down at the paper and realized it was a letter.
Dear Selina,
I miss you. I guess I always miss you when you are away, but this time it's different. You've been gone for four months. You've never been gone for so long before and I'm worried. I haven't been eating much, I hardly sleep, and I don't know what to do with myself. Alfred worries for me, I know that. He says you will come back and I hope he's right, but I feel like I'm going crazy not being able to do anything. I've asked all around about you, nobody has seen you. Not even Ivy. I remember the first time I met her and you told me she was scary. You were right. I've put detective Gordon on your case. He says you're a wanderer and you don't like staying in one place for too long. Like I don't already know that. I just have a feeling that something is wrong. I won't stop looking. I'll keep it up until I know you are safe. Even if you don't want to be with me, that will hurt, but it's ok. Just come back. I won't push you and you can have all the freedom you want. It's ok that you don't' love me. I just want you in my life, no matter what that means. I wish I knew where to send these letters too. I love you, always.
Bruce.
Selina didn't realize that she had tears in her eyes until one of them fell onto the letter. Selina had never told Bruce that she loved him, even though she did. She felt like saying it out loud would be an admission of weakness. Saying it would mean putting her heart in someone else's hand. She couldn't do that. She had hoped that her actions spoke loud enough to let him know how she felt, but obviously she had been wrong. She thought back to six months ago when she had almost said it.
She had convinced Bruce to take the car out for a spin, getting it to go faster and faster down the streets of Gotham. Bruce normally wasn't one to break the laws and do crazy things, but it had been her eighteenth birthday and he said he wanted to make her happy. And she had been. Seeing the look of joy on his face as he sped around corners and his laugh when they did a doughnut through a parking lot had made her heart pound faster. They had finally stopped on the docks looking out over the river. Thinking about what happened next made her blush. She remembered climbing on top of him and how wide his eyes had been as he looked up at her. She had felt his heart pounding under her hands, pounding just as hard as hers. Neither of them had ever done anything like that before. It had been awkward and clumsy and amazing. She swore he told her that he loved her a thousand times that night. Then afterwards, lying together in the car, she had nearly said it. She wanted too. She wanted him to know that he was the only one she ever wanted to do this with. That he was the only person she trusted one hundred percent. But she hadn't said it. They laid there for hours, until the sun came up and he drove them back to the manner.
After that something seemed to have changed. Bruce had always said he loved her, but now she could actually see it. He started inviting her to dinners and to parties. He bought her presents and nice things. He even gave her her own room in Wayne Manor, which had scared the hell out of her. She didn't want to fall into this domestic life. Then, after what she found out, she had to leave. Bruce was about to go off to college and then he would have an entire company to run. He didn't need her brining her problems into his life. He deserved a great life and she wasn't going to mess that up for him.
Selina stood up to leave, but she hadn't noticed the glass bottle sitting at the bottom of the couch. It toppled over with a crash. Bruce sat up abruptly, his bleary eyes searching the room and landing on her. As soon as he saw her any hint if tiredness left him and leapt up.
"Selina? Oh my god, thank you goodness you are ok! Where have you been?"
Selina wanted to run, to get away before he could see too much, but she knew it was too late. She watched as he lowered his eyes to her large, round, pregnant belly.