2 Months & 3 weeks later
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Chloe gasped as she sat upright in the bed, the sharp pain in her womb had jolted her out of sleep. Blindly she reached over to wake Bruce, all her shaking hands found was empty cold sheets. "Bruce?" she asked aloud her voice high pitched. Another wave of pain left her paralyzed on the bed. My baby. My baby, she thought over and over. Gritting her teeth she pushed herself out of the bed and stood gripping the wall for support, one hand on her belly. She cursed the stairs and the long walk to the Batcave. Damn it Bruce!
Something wet and sticky slipped down her leg. She flicked on the lights and saw that her water broke. "ALFRED!" she screamed as terror seized her. "ALFRED!" But no one came.
A long time passed before she was able to slowly make her way to the kitchen and use the pager system to call Alfred. Her nightgown was soaked with sweat, when Alfred finally showed up. "Oh boy, its time!" he said calmly. She glared at him as another contraction made its way, "WHERE THE HELL IS HE!" Alfred flinched as she grabbed onto his arm nearly doubling over in pain. "Get him here!" she shouted. The old man gulped and scrambled to call Batman's emergency cellphone line from the Manor. She forced herself to take deep breaths in a steady rhythm.
"Uh Master Bruce Chloe is in labor. She's demanding you get here quickly." He informed Batman.
"WHAT?" Bruce's voice hollered on the other end, "I'll be right there" With that he clicked and sped the Tumbler to the Manor.
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Meanwhile on the other side of town The Joker yawned as Harley shook him awake, "Mista J? I…I think its time" He sprang out of bed a huge grin on his scarred face, "Well then let's get this party started!" laughing madly he spun out of the room. Harley shoved her body into her costume and scrambled after him.
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Chloe was sitting down on one of the kitchen chairs gripping the sides with white knuckles. The contractions were getting worse and closer together. Her heart was fluttering as she thought of Bruce. He should be here by now. Alfred was pacing back and forth asking her if she wanted anything. Chloe just shook her head. "I want Bruce" Just then someone clambered into the kitchen. Her relief was overwhelming it was Bruce with his Bat suit still on except for the mask. "Chloe" he ran over to her and wiped away the tears from her face, "I'm so sorry. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have left you alone so close to your due date." She pushed him away, "Just go get dressed and get my bag." Now that he was at her side all she wanted to do was deliver their baby.
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At the hospital Doctor Arlee received the call that Bruce Wayne and Chloe were on the way, she prepared the private delivery room and called her best nurses.
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Joker hummed as he parked a stolen ambulance in Gotham General's parking lot. He pulled the cap over his face and took a little nap it was going to be a long night after all.
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Chloe gripped Bruce's hand as Alfred sped to Gotham General's private wing. She clenched her teeth. "I can't do this," she breathed out gasping. Bruce took her flushed face into his hands and looked her in the eyes, "You can. Chloe I know you can." They arrived at the hospital where a nurse was waiting with a wheelchair. Bruce picked Chloe up and put her in the chair. "This way please" together they followed the nurse.
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"No pain killers?" she asked her before they began. Chloe grit her teeth, "Nothing. I want this baby out now!" Doctor Arlee nodded and slipped on her mask and peeked beneath the blankets, she was fully dilated. "Okay Chloe it's time." The young woman nodded through the pain. Bruce looked at his fiancé helplessly. "Just hold her hand and help her through this that's the best either of us can do right now." She told him. Arlee put on her latex gloves and sat on a small stool in between Chloe legs, the girl was in too much pain to be embarrassed. He smoothed her hair away from her face and she smiled weakly at him.
"Chloe I need you to start pushing."
Her body obeyed, she gathered her strength and began pushing. Bruce didn't complain as her nails dug into his hand. Exhausted she lay back resting. "I hate you," she hissed at him before pushing again. Never again, never again she thought. The pain between her legs was a ripping burning sensation. Her lower back ached with effort as she pushed her child into the world. At that moment she was drunk on the pain the screams she had been holding back spilled into the room.
"Come on Chloe just one big push and it'll be over!" Arlee shouted over her screams. Bruce squeezed her hand encouragingly. She took a deep breath and pushed all her weight on her elbows, with one last scream ripping from her throat Chloe pushed with all her might. Somewhere in the distance a baby cried, she collapsed exhausted. Faintly she heard a woman scream Chloe knew immediately that something was wrong. Before she could ask. Her body shut down and her mind was dragged down into peaceful sleep.