My head was pounding and my back was killing me. I slowly opened my eyes and looked around. I was lying in an alley and the sunlight was blinding me. Squinting I pushed myself slowly up on one elbow and tried to look around. The first thing that I noticed was that my pants were around my knees. That coupled with the fact that my ass hurt was a pretty clear indication of what had happened. I smiled slightly at the irony. I finally had my dreams come true only to find out that the man of those dreams was the love 'em and leave 'em type.
I stood up and began to recollect myself. Putting my pants back in order, I noticed that there was a piece of black fabric on the ground next to me. I picked it up and stared at it curiously. I knew without knowing that it was part of Batman's cape. I inhaled the scent of it deeply before I put in my pocket. I grabbed my cane and my hat before making my way down the alley.
As I walked I shook my head, trying to get rid of the highly trained drum core band that was playing in there. Squinting my eyes open once more, I realized that I had no idea where the hell I was. I stopped dead in my tracks. There was no way that I was in Gotham. I knew every inch of this city, and this was not part of it. Turning circles I wondered where the fuck I was. Don't get me wrong, I love Gotham, but she's a dark and dirty place. It was as if I was in Metropolis, there was sunshine and beautiful shades of green. There was so much life and happiness, but there was something amiss. I could feel it in the air, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. I walked slowly forward, towards a park. That was when I realized that it was quiet, too quiet. The only sound I heard were the heels of my shoes hitting the pavement. There were no car horns or people yelling. Hell, there weren't even any birds chirping.
I kept walking, and my heels kept clicking on the pavement, but the park wasn't getting any closer. Not even in the slightest. The more I walked, the farther away it got. I'd always heard, and read, about things like this happening but I'd never experienced it before. It was complete insanity. I knew I had to be dreaming, there was no way this was real life. Shit like this didn't happen in real life. Finally I heard another noise. There were footsteps following me, they were much heavier than my own, and they were coming up quickly. The owner of them was running, in the seconds after this all registered, there were arms around my waist.
I tensed up and immediately got myself into a fighting stance. There was a soft kiss placed onto the crook of my neck followed by a deep, silky chuckle. "What's wrong Eddie?" I gasped and swooned, the footsteps, arms, and voice belonged to Bruce. Another chuckle, "Babe, you act like this never happens." My heart stuttered a bit and I blinked what felt like a thousand times. Bruce was here and loving me, as if this had happened a million times. I had no idea how to react to anything that was going on. I started to shake, as did the landscape. Blinking a few more hundred times I realized that the horizon wasn't just shaking, it was breaking apart.
I could feel myself beginning to wake up. I tried desperately to stay asleep, and cling to this beautiful moment. I needed to stay here, in this park, loving Bruce. So when my eyes snapped open and the last bits of my dream wafted away, I cursed. I dug the heels of my hands into my eyes and tried to hold back my tears of anger. I couldn't believe that my brain would create something so wonderful just to take it away as soon as I began to enjoy it. The intense pain in my bladder told me it was time to get up and start my day.