~POV: Thomas Wayne

It's been 2 days since we've arrived at the safe house.

Megan was looking better already.

And her ability was returning, which was a great sign.

…

That morning I woke up next her in our bed.

The room was cold, just how we both like it.

I turned my head to the alarm clock next to me.

5:00 am.

I felt as if I couldn't shut my eyes any longer.

Shot up and out of bed, then perfectly tucked my side of bed neatly.

Megan was still sleeping.

I pull on a sweatshirt and pants and head downstairs.

The sun coming up from the sky.

"I wonder what mom and dad are doing right now." I thought

"Stop it!" I reprimanded myself.

I quietly open the back door, trying not to wake Megan up.

The air is frigid and moist with condensation. It breezes my skin as I unveil the treadmill I had found the other day.

I haul it into backyard.

For Megan, to get back into shape.

At this time, it's 5:50.

"Might as well start breakfast."

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~POV: Megan West~

As I took the first deep breathe of the morning, I could smell food.

Food.

The sun was peering in through the blinds of the room.

I roll over to the other side of bed, hoping to snuggle against his chest.

Cold sheets.

"Where is He?" I whine loudly.

I force myself out of the bed we were once asleep in before, and pull on my favorite black sweater.

Trudging down the stairs, I hear Tommy moving through the kitchen.

On the dinning room table, two glasses of chocolate milk and chocolate chip pancakes.

"Good morning sunshine."

"May I ask Mr. Wayne, when did you learn to cook, when Alfred's always cooking for you."

"Well Ms. West, please call me by Thomas, Mr. Wayne will always be my father, and one time, while my parents were on vacation in London with Alfred, I took a week worth of cooking classes. Behind their backs of course."

"Oh my, my good boy so scandalous." I said in a mocking tone.

Tommy dramatically rolls his eyes.

"Don't roll your eyes so hard, they might get stuck."

"Funny. You should talk to the Joker sometime."

"Oh been there done that."

"Let's just eat please."

I sat down across the marble dinning table from Tommy.

As I began to eat, I could feel burning eyes on me.

"You watch me sleep, you watch me brush my teeth, and now you watch me eat? That's comforting."

"No Meg, I just stop to notice how, beautiful you are."

My cheeks burned.

I was beginning to love this.