Stumbling into the bedroom late at night, Batman tugged off his cape and boots.
Leaving them on the floor, too tired to care, he pulled off his gloves before turning on the bedside lamp.
Pausing, Batman took the time to take in the sight on the bed.
Batwoman was maskless, muscles relaxed and breathing blissfully deep, with his pillow tucked under her chin and against her chest.
Even Tiny was asleep, curled up by her head.
She seemed so peaceful…
Crawling into bed and turning off the light, Batman pulled her to his chest.
"Hm…Bruce?" She slurred, nuzzling her husband's shoulder.
"I got worried…"
"It's alright, Jules…I'm here…"
Batman's shoulders slumped as Batwoman's breathing evened out on his shoulder…
"I'm here…"