DISCLAIMERS/NOTES

1. This is a fan fiction based on characters owned by DC Comics. I DO NOT OWN THEM. This is just for fun.

2. This is a femslash story. If you don't like that sort of thing, you won't like this.

3. As will be readily apparent, this takes place before Zatanna became pregnant - inbetween my stories The Name Game and Litter.

PART 1

"Zatanna?"

She breathed heavily. Was that her name she heard?

"Zee... are you alright?"

There it was again. But that voice did not belong to her lovely wife. Was it... Diana's?

"ZATANNA!"

With a violent jolt, Zatanna Kyle-Zatara's head shot up out of its resting place in her hands. She blinked several times as images blurred into view. Within seconds, she realised where she was.

The Watchtower briefing room. With a good portion of the Justice League staring at her.

"Zee... is something wrong?" Diana asked softly.

The magician darted her eyes to Wonder Woman as realisation dawned on her. But surely it was not so. Surely she had not... fallen asleep during a meeting?! The embarrassment she felt was nearly overwhelming. "Er... ahem... I... I'm sorry, Diana... everyone. Um... " Her face was bright red.

"Did you doze off?" the Green Arrow asked disbelievingly.

Diana gave the archer a stern glare. "Ollie... " she warned. The Amazon's attention quickly returned to Zatanna. "Zee... I realise there's nothing much going on at the moment, but I didn't think I was that boring." It was obvious she was teasing the magician.

Zatanna went to speak, when suddenly a long yawn drawled out. Her eyes widened with shock. "Oh my... " she whimpered. "I... I'm so sorry, Diana. It won't happen again."

Diana smirked. "I know you'll be taking some time off soon, Zee, but you're not pregnant yet," she said. "Do you think you can stay awake for a few minutes longer?" Rendered mute with shame, Zee nodded. Diana gave her a wink, letting her know she was not really in any trouble. "You were saying, J'onn?"

After Zatanna mouthed further apologies to the Martian, the meeting continued. However, the magician again zoned out. How could she have done that? She had never done that before. To her knowledge, no Leaguer had ever nodded off during a meeting! Even that time when Bruce worked nonstop for nearly a week with no sleep, he never so much as yawned - just as Zee had just done! - though the billionaire was conspicuous by his absense for sometime afterwards.

Zatanna was sure her cheeks would explode with embarrassment. She would never live this down. She was still in the bad books with certain teammates - this would probably give them further ammunition to voice their displeasure at her. But it was all worth it. So what if some of her fellow Leaguers still questioned her personal life? Zee did not care - all she cared about was Selina.

Selina. Her lovely, loving, perfect wife. Zatanna loved her with all her heart, and no amount of accusations would change that. They had been together for around three years, now... the best three years of the magician's life. Just thinking about her beloved made Zee feel calm, like she had not care in the world. All that mattered was her purrfect...

"ZATANNA! DAMMIT!"

Zee's eyes shot open to see the incredulous face of Fire, AKA Bea da Costa. The emerald-haired heroine was... surprisingly close. "Zee, get off!"

At that, Zatanna lifted her head, without even realising it had been resting somewhere. Then it dawned on her. She had been resting her chin... on Fire's shoulder.

Crap.

Again, Zee looked around. Again, she was met with disbelieving eyes. Everyone was looking at her like she had grown an extra head. Fire's irate voice again cut in. "You... you drooled on my shoulder!" She showed Zee, and sure enough, there was a decidedly damp area where her chin had been. Zee could do nothing but look down sheepishly... and wipe her mouth.

"Everyone... meeting adjourned," came Diana's exasperated voice. Zatanna continued looking at the tabletop as the briefing room quickly emptied. When she eventually dared to raise her head, the magician saw that only Wonder Woman, Fire and Plasticman remained. Diana was looking at her worryingly, Fire was grumbling and wiping her shoulder dry, while Plas was grinning wide - even for him. "Zee... is something wrong?"

"No, no," Zee replied quickly. "I'm so sorry, Diana, Bea... I... I don't know what came over me."

"Well, I'll tell you what came over me," Fire growled, holding her stained fingers up. "Look! Some of it even got on my costume." Zee moaned as she held her head. "I'm used to being drooled over, but not literally," continued the flame-powered heroine.

"Bea, please calm down," Diana said quietly. "Zee, I must say I'm worried. It's... well, it's not normal for you - or any Leaguer - to fall asleep twice in five minutes during a meeting. Is everything alright at home?"

Five minutes? Zatanna groaned. "I'm so sorry, Diana... I'm... I'm just tired." She looked at Plas. "It's not funny, Eel."

"You kiddin'?" Plasticman yelped. "This is the first time someone's gotten told off who wasn't me! This is the best day ever!"

"Plas, I said the meeting was over," Diana said, raising an eyebrow. "If you'd be so kind?"

Plas' face literally drooped. "But... " He stopped when he saw the Amazon's expression turned to one that left no room for argument. Her glares were nothing to laugh about in the past, but now there was an element of terror to them - no prizes for guessing where she picked that up from, considering whom she was married to. Dejectedly, the elastic hero left the room, grumbling all the way. "Nobody's any fun anymore... "

Diana rolled her eyes, before returning to Zatanna. "Zee, I don't want to pry, but frankly, you are still on the active roster. If something's wrong, I need to know."

"Screw that," Fire interrupted. "I need to know why the Mistress of Magic damn well fell asleep on my shoulder. Come on, K-Z."

Zatanna almost smiled. Fire's use of her married nickname meant the Brazilian was not truly angry, just a tad miffed. Bea was very protective of her clothing - It was one of her quirks as a model. And the "K-Z" moniker was affectionate, used by those who had actually accepted Zatanna's love for the infamous Catwoman. "It's nothing to worry about, Diana. I promise."

"You're not getting out of it that easily, missy," scolded Fire. "I need to clean my costume due to sleep drool, dammit."

Diana held her hand up. "Bea, please. Are you sure you're alright, Zee?" Diana's tone and expression were full of friendly concern.

Zee darted her eyes between the two, wondering how to get out of this.

"This is gonna cost a fortune to get clean," Bea grumbled. Though it actually appeared her continuous inspection of her costume was causing more damage than Zee's drool. "I'm not made of money, tophat."

For some reason, that got to Zatanna. Her emotions suddenly went from embarrassment to anger. Who was Fire to complain about money? She was a supermodel. If anyone had reason to worry, it was the Kyle-Zataras: with an army of cats and, hopefully, a baby to feed, not to mention Selina's retirement from theiving, meant the couple had to save every cent. How dare Bea moan about laundry... ?

Was it possible to have mood swings pre-pregnancy?

"Fine," Zee growled. "You want to know why I'm tired? Well, you see... "

TO BE CONTINUED