Love and Heroes

Thirty Four

Chloe was silently seething as she lay beside an ill Bruce. He was lying on his side facing away from her. He was red in the face and was sweating. He had been brought back to the mansion three days ago by Alfred. He had been unconscious for two and a half of those days. He claimed he had been gassed while out in a club with some old friends. This made Chloe seethe even more so then she had when she found out he moonlighted dressed as a bat and fought the criminals of Gotham City.

She knew Bruce did not have many friends. There was Clark, Lex, Rachel and recently Lucius Fox, who worked at Wayne Enterprises. A part from that her love was a bit of a loner, hardly surprising when you were a billion heir who moonlighted as an over sized bat.

She knew he was lying to her. Sure he had been gassed with some kind of toxin that caused you to hallucinate. But she did not for one second believe that he had been gassed while out in a night club. Even if this was Gotham City, she was pretty damn certain people did not carry poisonous hallucination gasses and sprayed any old Joe in the face with it just for the hell of it.

No, the criminals of Gotham weren't taking too kindly to a man dressing up as an over sized bat that beats the living day lights out of them. Yeah, she had seen how vicious and violent Bruce could be when dressed as the batman. She after all did followed him that one time and discovered what he had been up to those four months she had been back in Metropolis and he had been right there in Gotham in the thick of things.

The longer she stared at his white t shirt covered back, the more enraged she became. Suddenly without warning she hit him over the back of the head hard. Hard enough that he actually let out an angry hiss of pain and turned to face her like someone had lit a fire underneath him.

She leaped off the bed when she saw his face he looked about ready to kill her. But then he had to open his mouth and say, "What the hell was that for?" That did it that was too much for Chloe. She lost it completely and leaped on top of him starting to thump him where ever she could reach him.

She shrieked, "You lying shit head. You were gassed, but it wasn't in a fucking nightclub. People don't take and carry hallucination gasses around with them and spray any tosser in the face with it just for fucking shits and giggles, even if this is Gotham." She howled in rage as she jumped off of him and started pacing the room.

She added, her voice dripping in fury, "You want me to tell you how you managed to end up gassed. I'm an investigative reporter Bruce, it's my profession and I know my profession blind or in my sleep. A criminal did it. I guess they didn't take too kindly to an over sized bat sticking his nose in their business and beating the shit out of them in the process."

Bruce looked up at her incredulously, looking even redder in the face then he had to begin with. She quipped, "This is what you get when the mother of your children is a Pulitzer award winning investigative journalist." She added, "I followed you not long after you first decided you just had to moonlight in black dressed as an over sized freaking bat."

She snorted as she told him, "I know your features anywhere. Your cowl does not cover your high cheek bones, nor does it completely cover your nose, and your mouth is fully exposed. Like I said I know your features, better than I do my own. Those features also belong to our son. It would be impossible for me not to know. No matter how you disguise your voice I'll always be able to tell it is you."

She concluded around a snort, "If you wanted a woman who did not have a suspicious bone in her body, who did not have enough curiosity to kill two shelters worth of cats then you should be dating my cousin Lucy. Although, you might have a fight on your hands as last I heard Jimmy is planning on making a move very soon."

She turned on her heel and could practically feel Bruce's glower burning into her back. She turned around at the door to the bedroom and said, "Oh yeah, and my comment about taking up polo or some kind of sport still stands, I highly recommend it. People will start to get suspicious if Bruce Wayne, billion heir and prince of Gotham City starts to appear covered in bruises and all banged up on a regular basis, due to his secret nightly activities."

Just as she went to open the door he leaped off of the bed and grabbed her before tackling her onto the bed. She growled in rage and went to punch him in the face; he grabbed both of her hands and held them up over her head. He then trapped her legs when she went to knee him in a very painful place indeed.

He drawled lazily, but Chloe caught onto the slight annoyance littering his tone of voice. "So you know about my night time activities. Good, I suppose, it was getting difficult keeping it away from you. If it had been anyone else it would have been as easy as breathing. You have a nose and a sense that just craves trouble."

He added, "So are you going to be complete evil bitch and screeching banshee on my birthday every year then?" Chloe glowered at him and turned her head to one side and quickly before he could stop her bit him on the side of his wrist. He hissed. She smirked deviously and replied, "Just because it is your birthday arsehole, does not mean that the, "It's my birthday and you should kiss my arse" card is gonna work with me Wayne, far from it in fact."

Bruce couldn't help but chuckle and kiss her affectionately on the nose, causing her to glower at him. He commented, "You really are an cranky little bitch aren't you?" Chloe replied primly, "I wouldn't be an cranky little bitch if a certain billion heir wanker did not suitably provoke me." He smirked at her and before she could stop him, captured her lips with his own. He hungrily slanted his mouth over hers and kissed her harder and faster. The force of his kisses was almost brutal in their intensity.

Chloe did not pull away; she returned his kisses just as hard and brutally. Whenever Chloe and Bruce had a disagreement that was more than minor they always ended making love afterwards for hours on end. They would start out rough, but would always end up loving and tender. They wasted no time in removing each other's clothing. Soon they were naked and wrapped around each other to the point it was almost impossible to tell where one began and the other ended.

Bruce gently sucked on her left breast. He swirled his tongue around her nipple before biting it gently. Chloe let out a scream of pleasure. She tugged on his hair hard enough to make his scalp tingle, but not enough to pull out his hair. She growled as he swapped breasts and gave her right breast the same attention as he teasingly pinched, twisted and rolled the nipple on her left breast between his thumb and finger. This continued on, until Chloe starting cursing him.

Chloe raked her finger nails down his back as he entered her hard and fast, causing her to arch to back off of the bed, wrapping her legs around his waist. They both moaned as they rocked against each other his pelvis rubbing against hers. Soon he was thrusting into her and her meeting him thrust for thrust. Chloe let out a lusty growl as he pinned her to the bed with all of his weight and kissed her fiercely, as she squeezed her inner muscles around his length that was buried deeply within her depths.

They remained in the bedroom for over four hours. Clark, who had been visiting with Lois, Jason, Lex, Lana, and Alex, ready for Bruce's birthday celebration that up and coming night recommended no one disturb Chloe and Bruce. Lois had asked him why and Clark had blushed, meaning him answering her verbally was not necessary.

Later on, during the late afternoon, almost early evening Rachel had knocked to drop off Bruce's birthday present. Alfred had asked her, "You sure you don't want to come in?" Rachel replied, "I have to get back. I wanted to leave this." Alfred said, "Thank you." Just as she was leaving Bruce and Chloe came into view. Bruce was still in his nightwear and wearing a dressing gown, while Chloe was dressed in a pair of low hip hugging black jeans and a white coloured tank top. Her feet were bare.

Chloe smiled at her as Rachel asked Bruce, "Burning both ends of the candle, Bruce?" Bruce had replied, "What can I say today is my birthday. If I'm going to spend a day in my nightwear, why not on my birthday I figured." Rachel smiled apologetically and replied, "I know. I'm sorry I can't come tonight. I was just dropping off your present." Bruce frowned and asked clearly disappointed, "You've got better plans?"

Chloe placed a hand on his arm in a comforting gesture, knowing not having Rachel there to share tonight's party with him would bother him more then he would ever let on. She knew that Rachel was Bruce's Clark Kent. They had also been childhood friends. And Rachel had lost her virginity to Bruce. They had even been each other's first kiss.

Rachel replied, "My boss has been missing for two days, which means I should probably start by looking at the bottom of the river." Bruce exchanged a glance with Chloe. He then said, "Rachel." Just then Rachel's cell phone started to ring. She held up a hand to Bruce and said, "Excuse me."

She then pressed a button on her cell and held it up to her ear and said, "Rachel Dawes." Suddenly her tone of voice turned sharp and she said, "Who authorized that? Get Crane down there now. Don't take no for an answer. Call Dr. Lehmann, tell him we need our own assessment to the judge by morning." She then hung up.

Bruce asked, "What's wrong?" Rachel replied, "Its Falcone Dr. Crane moved him to Arkham Asylum on suicide watch." Bruce asked, "You're going to Arkham now?" Chloe added, "It's in the Narrows, Rachel." Rachel looked up at Bruce and replied chidingly, which did not sit well with Chloe. "You enjoy your party, Bruce; some of us have work, to do." Bruce ignored her tone and squeezed Chloe's hand telling her to leave it. He said "You be careful." She nodded and said, "Happy birthday."

She then turned on her heel and rushed to her car. Bruce opened the package in his hand. He ripped off the paper and ribbon followed by the lid of the small box. He then opened the small card inside. It read as 'Finders Keepers' he then removed the tissue to reveal the same arrow shaped rock he and Rachel had found as children.

He looked to Chloe, who was watching Rachel speeding away in her car. Before Chloe could blink Bruce quickly turned on his heel and marched back the way they had come. Chloe, followed him, knowing exactly what he was about to do. Chloe had gone to find Clark, Lois, Lex, Lana and the children, while Bruce walked on a head.

Alfred complained, "But, Master Wayne, the guests will be arriving." Bruce replied, "Keep them happy until I arrive. Plus I'm certain Chloe will be able to manage." He added turning to face the other man, "Tell them that joke you know." He then slapped Alfred on the arm before quickly walking on ahead.

He tapped a combination of keys on a nearby piano causing a secret passage way to appear and slide to one side. He quickly disappeared inside of the passage way. He then headed inside of the old fashioned elevator minors used. He pressed a button quickly lowering him down a long shaft. Once the elevator reached the bottom he ran down a tunnel, before stopping in front of a large wooden case. He quickly opened the doors to reveal the bat shaped cowl and the body armour that was the bat suit.