"Hey Batman, how's it going, so I was wondering how people would react when they found out their beloved hero is really billionaire, playboy, industrialist, philanthropist Bruce Wayne? And having witnessed the murder of your parents as a child, you swore revenge on criminals, an oath tempered with the greater ideal of justice. You see I know all about you"

"Zatanna that's quite enough…"

"Really is it? To the public, Bruce Wayne is seen as an irresponsible, superficial playboy who lives off his family's personal fortune and the profits of Wayne Enterprises, a major private technology firm that he inherits. However, you're also known for your contributions to charity, mostly through the Wayne Foundation, the charity devoted to helping the victims of crime and preventing people from becoming criminals. You create the playboy public persona though them off suspicion of your secret identity; you act dim-witted and self-absorbed to further the act. You pretend to be a heavy drinker by claiming your glasses of ginger ale are strong beverages; when really you're actually a strict, heroic knight, you maintain your physical fitness and mental agility without trouble."

"Well Bruce I think I know you pretty well know do you want to know about me? Well, let's see, I'm the daughter of magician Giovanni Zatara who is now held prisoner by Nabu and trapped within the Helmet of fate and Sindella, my mother, was a member of the mystical Homo magi race. My younger cousin, Zachary Zatara, is also a magician. I have a half-brother which many don't know about his name is John, John Constantine. "

"You forget one thing" Batman spoke trying reassure her that she could stop what she was doing now and come home with him, he would let her live with him for as long as she'd like, she was like a daughter to him. He had a plan though, even if meant lying and keeping Nightwing out of the dark he would do it, to protect both of them.

"And what would that be?" She was actually taken back, she had no clue what he was talking about, it was never part of the plan.

"That you're in love with Nightwing" It was sudden outburst on Batman's part, she did love him but was it enough, this child she carried was half of him.

"Don't you mean Richard Grayson?" A smile crept from the corner of her lips. She raised her left hand and placed it her stomach already she had noticed a solid bump slowly appear, she wanted Dick and she wanted him to be here, to place a hand on her stomach. To show him the bump, to watch it grow and to be their when kicked.

"Well, I better get going, I have a lot to do first I have to tell the Joker all about you and Richard and then prepare for the child I'm carrying" God, how she loved saying that line, she just let the grandfather know that he was going to be a grandfather.

"Prepare for what?" Did she hear right or was she in shock, was brave and the bold really lost for words?

"You heard me and guess what the father's name is; it's Richard, Richard Grayson" She said, almost emotionless.

"Zatanna undo the ropes and release me, NOW!" He boomed as I walked away before turning back and saying "You'll be released as soon as I leave, so goodbye"

"You won't get away with this" Isn't that what every superhero says? She was really getting fed up with heroes always beating the villains. Can't it ever be the other way around she though silently to herself.

"It seems as if I already have and it's pretty astrous!" She turned around one last time before

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Batman A-03, the whole team shook in their boots at the sight of Batman, it wasn't that he was hurt; it looked as if he was pissed and had a long day so far and no one wanted to see his scary sick.

"Dick!" He yelled obviously furious with him before following him a secure, sound-proof room where they could speak in private.

"Batman, what's up?" He said calmly.

"Only that Zatanna's pregnant with your child but you already know that, don't you?" Ohh! Shit! Dick thought to himself, this was bad, now couldn't calm at all because he was secretly freaking out.

"Yes but…"

"She also knows our identities and is going to tell the joker as we speak". Batman said with all seriousness, the news kept getting worse and worse for Dick.

"She what?"

"She's need to be taken down" That immediately woke him from his trance, how could he? He thought. He couldn't see him living in a world without her. She was the peanut butter and he was the jam.

"NO!"

"She's a massive threat" That all he could think about, her as a threat.

"I love her"

"Love is going to be your greatest weakness" Go to hell he thought to himself. Aww wait hell didn't want you neither did heaven that why you're stuck here.

"She's carrying your grandchild, have a heart aw wait! Yours turned to Ice along time ago"

He said before walking away.

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Dicks POV:

I love her, so much, from the moment I saw her, I feel in love with her sincerity and her flaming self-respect it warmed my heart for the first time in my life, my knees they began to shake soon I was struggling to stand to up. I had butterflies in the depths of my stomach, it tickled and made me chuckle.

Then I saw her courage, it was like nothing else I had ever seen before, she made me believe that the worst mistake is being too afraid to make one at all. For the first time in my life I believed in love, if the whole world told me to indulge in wild suspicions that she wasn't all she could be, love, it's a weakness a big one but it can also be your strength, what you fight for and she, Zatanna Zatara was my first and last love.

Now I know that loosing you first love is like waking up from a drug overdose and realizing you're still alive. I know I need to have faith, believe that love can last because she still alive, still walking on this earth and as long as she was here, I would always fight for her, be her shoulder to cry on, her pillow to cuddle, I would be anything, do anything just to her smile one last time.

Her smile is the light in the window of my face that tells people you're home. I love her smile; it makes me feel like I can be something, anything…just for you, Zee. But I love it even more when I'm the reason behind her smile. Her smile is the light at the end of the tunnel, it brights up even the darkest of my days.

Why be as Chalant as you like? I can still hear the soft echoes of your voice, playing like my favourite song, your song, no our song. People are like music, some voices speak the truth and others are just noise. Your voice is one that speaks the truth. It's the one I listen to and try to never meet a word.

"Missed me?" An angelic voice from the heavens spoke.

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