All Roads Lead to Here

Disclaimer: All characters belong to DC comics. I do not own Batman/Bruce Wayne, Barbara Gordon or any of the other characters. I am making no money on this story. Hope you all enjoy!

Timeline: This follows after Through My Daughter's Eyes: my first fanfic. Takes place in an alternate Batman Begins universe where Barbara is there and married to Bruce.

By Tammy Kushnir

Chapter 1

Bruce Wayne stood before the grand mirror threading a maroon tie to complement his Armani suit. He rubbed his hand through his thick brown hair allowing some wisps to fall evenly on either side. Since disarming the Batman three years ago, Bruce's whole demeanor had changed, including his hair. No longer was it slicked back but rather he allowed to fall freely upon his face. He had become an even sexier icon to the elite group of Gothamite women who still tried to persuade him to come to their bed. He hadn't responded to one since he had met her: Barbara. He closed his eyes for a moment allowing his senses to recall her sweet aroma and beautiful smile. When he opened his eyes he realized that he himself had a huge grin on his face as well as a strong urge to make love to his wife. Where was she anyway? He turned around to begin the search when she came up behind him allowing a few strands of light auburn hair to fall onto his shoulder. She kissed him gently on the neck.

"You must be getting slow in your old age, "she teased.

34 year old Bruce grinned back.

"You are only a few years younger than me," he replied. Her eyes returned his gaze in the mirror.

"I am 6 years your junior."

Bruce spun around sharply with a shocked look on his face.

"I dare say woman, are you saying I robbed the cradle?"

The expression on his face was priceless. Barbara couldn't' resist it.

She found herself falling into his strong arms and breathing in his kisses until he pulled away for a moment. She whimpered a bit in protest.

"How much time do we have before the gala?" he whispered seductively in her ear.

Barbara responded with a whisper of her own

"Enough."

They fell to the bed and began to make love.

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