"I want to name our baby Helena as Helena was a great empress and a mother. She gave birth to the great ruler Constantine and was the finder and keeper of the relics of the true cross."
I stood up and walked back and forth under the pergola. "Many of the most important artifacts of today remain thanks to Helena one being the Bethlehem and the nativity. Christopher Marlowe wrote of Helena as well as her name appearing in the great work of Shakespeare A Midsummer Night's Dream."
I now place my arms over his shoulders and nuzzle his chin "Perhaps she was a dream made in midsummer by a Knight not of fairy tales? Perhaps she was also a dream of mine?"
He chuckles.
"She was said in myth to be daughter of Zeus and Leda. Many wrote about Helen's beauty saying she was the most beautiful woman of Greece and the cause of the Trojan War."
"Yes. With your genes she shall be beautiful! It's the ideal name Selina." He says.
"Yes." I say running my claws softly down his chest.
Suddenly the wind picks up and sweeps the curtains around me. I raised my arm to remove the shroud.
"Keep it."he says eyeing me.
I am wrapped in a long white veil.I giggle and move the drape around my arms. He rushes toward me and kisses me passionatly. His hands glide across my body as I bend toward him. I wrap one leg against his firm buttocks.
"My beautiful bride!" he gasps in between kisses.
Suddenly we hear a loud cough "AAhhhem!"
We turned to see an old man with bushy hair and mustache glancing away from us.
"Sorry to barge in like this." He says.
Bruce turns around.
"What? Who are you? How did you get past my security?" as he stands backing me up against the rail of the pergola.
"I traveled through space and time to deliver you both a message from the future and the past."
Bruce's raises his hands and his neck tightens. He eyes the man for weapons while casually grabbing me a robe. He slides on his boxers and gestures toward our table chairs.
"Go on."he says calmly.
"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do then the ones you did do. So throw off the bow lines. Sail away from safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover." The man with rather old fashion attire of tweed suit and bow tie says laughing looking down at the Catalina.
"I said go on not quote Mark Twain." Bruce said agitated.
"I am Twain." the man said. "But you can call me Sam. He extends his large hand toward Bruce.
Bruce's eyes get big as I gasp.
Bruce now appears a bit unsettled. He shakes the man's hands then turns to me. "Honey. Do you mind grabbing us some coffee from downstairs in the kitchen?"
I nod and head toward the stairs. I sneak under the eave and watch.
"What do you wish to tell me Sam?"
The man unbottons his tweed jacket and sets a envelope on the table.
"I died in the year 1910." Previous to that I found my true love to be that of writing, to poetry, and to joking." He laughs. " In those years I met my very dear friend Nikola."
Batman places his hand on the envelope but does not lift it up.
"Nikola is an extraordinary man. He is a pioneer, a revolutionist, a inventor. He shared with me on many occasions the details of his finest works. I would stand in awe as Nikki would showcase in his usual Cape and Hat performance his latest magical invention. He was like a Houdini to my mind, unlocking things that had been shackled for too long, enlightening me to the infinite possibilites."
Bruce now frowns and taps his fingers on the envelope. Sam eyes it and coughs.
"Ehhhem well to make a long story short Nikola came back for me in 1910. You see I did die but he never did. He, like Houdini was a master of illusion. He staged his own death so he could avenge what would have been his real death. Ironic isn't it?"
Bruce now throws his elbow on the table and props his chin with his hand concentrating.
"Nikki knew that the war department was giving him the run around. He had worked on his death ray and time machine programs for too long not to doubt it. They just wanted them completed so there would be no need for him anymore. He found the perfect test location for his experiments near Trenton on over three thousand acres. The military now had granted him full access on the base. It was there he worked on his magic!"
"Plattsburgh." Bruce whispers.
I scoot closer as pebbles roll under my feet onto the stairs. I see Bruce looking my way. I duck.
"Honey is that you with the coffee?"
(crap I have to get coffee and miss this?)
"Coming dear!"
I turn to the kitchen but pause to hear Sam saying "Go and see where the silo's are. Deep down 174 feet deep and 54 feet wide is Nikki's machine." Suddenly a hand covers my eyes. I bite, scratch and kick! I can't see! I started to hiss!
I hear "If you hold a cat by the tail you learn things you cannot learn any other way.!" and laughter.
"Baby! Baby! Are you okay?" Bruce asks rubbing his hand that appears to be clawed.
I sit up in the bed. It is covered with food remnants, stains from jellies and fruit, liquids of questionable origin. I rub my eyes.
"You feel asleep. I didn't want to wake you. Are you okay?"
"Uhh yeah I just had the strangest dream!"