Raven tried quelling the nausea she felt as she stared at the two pink lines. This couldn't be happening. This had to be a bad dream. She had to be dreaming. There's no way she could be carrying Bruce Wayne's – Batman's – child. Dumping the rest of the pregnancy tests onto the floor, Raven immediately began peeing on each and every one of them.

Two hours and 30 pregnancy sticks later with only 2 negatives in the whole bunch, Raven sent a quick text to her friend and teammate, Daniella, who just so happened to be Batman's daughter. Daniella immediately replied, telling her to remain calm. Raven scoffed. Calm? Daniella wanted her to remain calm? Feeling her breakfast rise in her throat once again, Raven quickly bent over the toilet, expelling her stomach's contents. Life was about to suck.

(3 weeks ago)

"Wait, wait, wait," Daniella said, pacing in her older friend's room. "Okay. Tell me again."

"I…fine," Raven huffed. "Richard and Jason contacted me about Poison Ivy. She'd gotten to Batman, and the antidote he usually used to combat her toxin wasn't working. So, I met them at the Batcave."

"Can you help expel the toxin?" Nightwing asked. "It's really powerful. The antidote isn't working."

"Sure," Raven said.

"Nightwing," Batman gasped through clenched teeth, "I'm fine."

"You can barely stand," Nightwing said. "Now be a man and let Raven heal you. Red and I will take Ivy to Arkham."

"There – there's something different," Batman doubled over, gripping his stomach, "about this one." His body was on fire, burning with both pain and desire. Unfortunately, his ex-sidekick didn't seem to understand this.

"That's why Raven is here," Nightwing said with a duh expression. He turned to Raven, "I apologize for him. Just…knock him out if you have to."

Raven smiled. "Go on. I'll be fine. Oh and, she's at your apartment. You're welcome." Nightwing blushed before running back to the batmobile. Once they were the only two left in the Batcave, Raven turned to Batman – feigning confidence but nervous as hell. "Okay, Batman," she began.

"Bruce," he groaned in pain as he tore off his cowl.

"Okay. I just have to touch you," she walked towards him, "I promise I won't read your mind." Bruce immediately backed away from her, holding a hand up. "Bruce, you can trust me," Raven rolled her eyes. Shouldn't they be passed this already?

"It's not that," Bruce breathed through clenched teeth, "there's something different about this toxin Ivy gave me. I don't want-"

"It could be killing you," Raven said approaching Bruce who immediately rushed to the other side of the table, putting distance between them.

"That is a chance I am willing to take," he groaned. He was desperate to get away from the beautiful Titan.

"Well, it's not a chance I'm willing to take," Raven replied firmly.

"Raven," he said in his Batman voice.

"Oh Azar," she rolled her eyes, pinning Bruce against a wall with her powers. "I will release you once I've started healing you."

"Raven-" he tried to protest but failed. Raven's hand made contact with his face and the world around her grew fuzzy. Raven was hit with a rush of emotions she'd never ever sensed from Bruce/Batman. Her eyes glowed white as she placed both hands on his head. Her healing powers began to work as they began purging the toxins from Bruce's body. "Raven," Bruce moaned her name. Raven continued healing him, squealing in complete surprise when Bruce threw her hands off his face and began kissing her mouth. Hard. Raven stood still, frozen in shock. "Raven," he growled as he pulled her flush against him. Bruce then violently pushed Raven away from him. "Don't touch me, Raven," he warned as he broke out in a sweat. "I don't know what's going on, but…"

"I am getting the toxin out of you, and that is final," Raven brought him to her with his powers, "and we will talk about what the hell that was later." Her hands found his face once more as the toxic liquid racing through his system began racing through hers. Her face immediately scrunched as a shock of pain and something else hit her system. Bruce was right. Something was very wrong with this toxin. Her body wasn't expelling it from her system; it was absorbing it. She could feel it in her brain, her pores, her organs. As for Bruce, the more she absorbed, the more…his system flooded? The more she absorbed, the more it…multiplied? What was going on? Maybe she should stop.

Raven felt a thumb graze her lower lip. When had he removed his gloves and why was he touching her? Raven's eyes flew open. Bruce was staring at her with the most licentious expression she had ever seen; his lust hit her like 2 tons of bricks, and she was not ready for it. Pushing through the haze of whatever she was feeling, Raven tried expelling the poison from his body once more. But the more toxin her body tried to purge, the more she seemed to want to kiss her friend's dad. "You are so beautiful," Bruce sighed as his eyes took on a strange appearance as his pupils seemed to cover his irises.

Raven breathed heavily, looking into his unnaturally dark eyes. She removed her hands from his head. What was happening to him? What was happening to her? Bruce once again pulled her into him before giving her a long languid kiss. Wow, she felt weak in the knees. She now knew why other women begged him for sex. His tongue searched every corner of her mouth before stroking her tongue as he buried one hand in her silk strands. Raven didn't understand what was happening. A part of her knew something wasn't right, but the other part – the lustful part - couldn't care less. Their emotions began to intertwine with each other, and Raven could no longer differentiate between Bruce's and hers.

Bruce lifted Raven by the waist before setting her on a table behind her and forcefully parting her legs. This time his lips began a fiery trail down her neck as he pulled her fiercely into his body while grasping at her uniform. He wanted it off. Raven moaned his name as his hands began wandering her virgin body. Her mind was foggy, and she'd lost all control. "Bedroom," Bruce whispered as he kissed his way back up her neck. Raven hummed in agreement. She was more than willing to do what he said.

Raven only knew of the one guestroom she had stayed in on one of her many visits, so that's where they ended up. As soon as they landed in the bedroom, Bruce began walking her backward to the bed while disrobing himself. The batsuit had a lot of gears. It took him a good minute to get down to his boxers, but he never once stopped assaulting Raven's mouth with his own. By then, Raven was standing in her undergarments.

They both fell on the bed with Bruce on top. Raven's body arched as Bruce began kissing down her-

"Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay," Daniella interrupted. "I don't need a play-by-play of my father's sexual prowess. So, you had sex once and then left." Raven made a face. "Twice?" Daniella guessed.

"Umm…"

"For heaven's sake, Raven, this is my father."

"Whatever Poison Ivy's toxin was – it was severely, scarily potent. If I hadn't been there, Bruce would have most likely died."

"Bruce?" Daniella said her father's name.

"The point is," Raven said,

"Having sex with my father saved his life," Daniella stated dryly.

"No," Raven answered with an eye roll, "I still can't remember more than half of the stuff we did, and it's been two days."

"Well, what happened when you woke?" Daniella asked, sitting on the bed across from her friend.

"I woke up at 6 a.m., sore, naked. Bruce was still out. And I teleported to the tower. I've locked myself in my room ever since."

"Do you think he remembers?" Daniella asked.

"I hope not," Raven groaned. "It feels like Poison Ivy roofied both me and your dad. I feel hungover. My head still hurts."

"Okay," Daniella stood to her feet and began to pace. "We aren't going to worry about this. We'll pretend this never happened. If he doesn't bring it up, then we don't bring it up." Raven nodded. "Other than that, are you okay?" Daniella asked in concern.

Raven nodded. "I wasn't –," she began, "he didn't do anything wrong. I was never in any danger. If I had been, my subconscious would have kicked in immediately," Raven said. What she didn't say was – from what she remembered – that night had been AMAZING. If she had to rate Bruce Wayne's performance, based on what she remembered, she'd give him a 100 out of 10. "Oh, Richard is calling me," Daniella said, pulling Raven back to the present. "Hello. Yeah, she's here. I will let her know." She hung up. "Dick said thank you. Father is now back to 100%." Both girls breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay," Daniella said calmly, "no one needs to know." Raven nodded in agreement. "Just us, and if my dad remembers, him too." Raven agreed.

(Present)

Dick looked over his girlfriend's shoulder. Positive? "What does that mean?" he asked, still reeling from his concussion.

"Shit," Daniella swore uncharacteristically. "D-D-Father!" she called out. "Father! DAD!"