The way Selina had been keeping to herself for the past three days made Bruce worry. Things had been going well the last few months. Perfect, actually. But somehow he knew - he knew - that the moment he felt that rarely experienced, unrivaled sense of being happy, complete, like he'd longed for since his parents' death and which he finally attained with Selina, Bruce sensed the other shoe would drop. He had known it would happen and now it had.

There was no doubt she had been avoiding him. Staying up late to take a walk, train, read, even watch tv, only to fall asleep on the couch and not in their room. A room it took them a little over two months to share. They were both so used to being cautious, to setting up walls around themselves to keep others as a distance, it was a surprise how easy it was to manage more.

That first night they slept in the same bed, that's all they did together, sleep. Fully clothed the whole night, Selina only leaned her head on his shoulder when she thought he was asleep. Bruce wrapped his arm around her slim waist and pulled her close to him never letting on he was awake.

Perhaps not that easy. Even then, they remained guarded.

But slowly, things did begin to change. The teasing continued, of course.

"Watch and learn, Wayne."

"Impress me, Ms. Kyle."

But, wanting to be open and actually doing it, were two very different things.

"It...was long ago. It doesn't matter."

"It does to me."

She kissed him to shut him up. He let her.

Losing the progress they had made both bothered and hurt Bruce and on the fourth day of her suddenly strange behavior, he confronted her. The way she had been excluding him from her life, he didn't like it.

When he insinuated that she was free to leave whenever she wished, it was a lot more painful to hear than she imagined it being.

"You think this is because I want to leave?"

"Don't you?" he asked and he suddenly looked decades older. Even without the cane, he reminded her of the recluse she first met. The one that limped towards her, his face worn, haggard, and the look in his eyes screaming lonely, defeated. That's how he looked now.

Inhaling deeply, her gaze never wavered. She didn't want to leave him. Actually, she hated how much she wanted to stay.

Selina didn't know how to play this, so she didn't. For once, she laid all her cards on the table.

"I'm pregnant," she said simply, with a slight shrug of her shoulder. Still, she kept her back straight and her face a perfectly composed mask of nonchalance. Okay, maybe not all the cards.

Normally, she couldn't read his expression unless he wanted her to, they were similar in that way. But this was different. He had not been expecting the news she delivered without warning.

A series of emotions crossed his face. Surprise. Disbelief. Dread. Hope?

"Are you sure?" he asked. The tension so clear in every inch of his body, the tightness of his jaw made her wonder if he was going to run at her or out the door.

"You think I wouldn't be sure about something like this?" she shot back, irritated.

The concern in his eyes softened his entire expression and she found herself uncomfortable looking at him for the first time she could remember. Without another word, she turned on her heel and left him standing there alone.