Happy New Year you crazy kids!

Alex.


On her way to Wayne Enterprises, she stopped by a shop and covering her face partially with a scarf bought a burner phone. She the quickly made her way to her office and told Angela to disturb her if it was extremely important and otherwise she would be revising her project, Angela nodded and continued working. Alexandra grabbed the burner phone from her purse and sighed, it was still to early to make the call, Alexandra got to her computer private server and wondered if Bruce checked her search history, hoping that he didn't, she began researching, she got Senator Finch's phone and texted her from the burner phone.

'adnc s a hx, dnt go'

Alexandra hoped that Finch heeded her warning, as she couldn't do anything else because she surely didn't want to be in Lex's radar more than she needed to be, and she knew that over the next few days it would blow out, she needed to be as far as possible from it. Before getting home she destroyed the phone and flushed it down the toilet. Once home Alfred informed her that Bruce would be going out that night to retrieve the shipment from the White Portuguese, Alexandra nodded and went straight to the cave.

"Stay safe" she said as Bruce put on his gloves, he looked at her and nodded.

"Alfred told you?" he asked, she nodded, walked up to him and kissed him.

"Don't do anything stupid Bruce" she said, he smirked and kissed her.

"Never" he said and she rolled her eyes.

When he left, Alfred joined her in the cave and they watched and directed Bruce through his ordeal. To say that she almost had a heart attack when Superman appeared and threatened Bruce was cutting it short. Bruce arrived home angered; Alexandra was again reviewing the check boxes until she found was she was looking for.

"Bruce!" she said walking up to him, holding several envelopes in her hand, he looked at her annoyed.

"What?" he asked, she crossed her arms and glared at him.

"You're pissed, I get it, but don't take that tone with me, it's not my fault Bruce Wayne" she said icily, Bruce stared at her dwelling in her words and deflated visibly.

"What happened?" he asked a little bit softer, she handed him the envelopes.

"I've been recently following the news and the capitol hearing on Superman, turns out this guy, Wallace Keefe lost his ability to walk when the Metropolis incident happened, and there's a hearing for tomorrow at the capitol, he's been returning our checks and hanging out with Luthor lately, he was recently imprisoned for vandalism" she explained.

"Do I need to go to the capitol? Is the helicopter prepared?" he asked walking towards the stairs, Alexandra's eyes widened and she ran to his side.

"NO!" she said, Bruce stopped walking and tensed "No, I think the whole thing is a hoax, Luthor, he doesn't like Superman, you know this, I know this, but Superman doesn't, I've been investigating the Africa thing, and it looks like it was staged too, Bruce, there's something else going on and I'm scared, people could die, Luthor is a psychopath, you heard him at the gala" she explained, visibly distraught, Bruce sighted.

"You don't want me to go to the capitol tomorrow, what else can I do?" he asked softly pulling Alexandra into his arms, she felt powerless, people would die and she wouldn't be able to stop Luthor.

"I don't know" she murmured, there was no way that she would let Bruce go near the capitol, "Come with me to the office tomorrow, Greg and Grace would like to see you, we can watch the hearing, see how it turns out" she offered softly.

"We could go to Washington, be there" he said, she looked up at him.

"It's not safe, I have this feeling, people will die tomorrow and I want you and I to be as far as possible" she said, Bruce looked at her, and nodded, pressing his forehead against hers.

"Shouldn't I be there is there's something dangerous?" he asked eyes firmly locked on her, she shook her head softly.

"No, because you're Bruce Wayne, Billionaire Philanthropist, the Bat doesn't really goes out of Gotham city, so no, your place is next to me doing damage control when it happens, at least for now, then we need a way to lock Luthor in the looney bin and I can't do it without you" she said firmly, Bruce nodded and pressed a chaste kiss on her lips.

"Fine, anything that we can do in the meantime?" he asked; she nodded.

"Find whoever didn't notify us of this, its been over two years of the Metropolis Incident, and no one told you or me about the returning's, I want that person fired" she said, Bruce nodded and kissed her again.


Next morning Bruce drove them to the main offices of Wayne Enterprises, they set camp in their largest meeting room, Greg, Grace and Angela were there with their computers trying to find why no one was notified of the returning's, the TV was on, the hearing in its full glory. An intern walked in and gave Alexandra another returned check, she opened it and handed it to Bruce, who's anger spiked.

"Jesus" he muttered under his breath as he saw the message, Alexandra gave him a worried look; Bruce looked at Greg.

"Why didn't anyone inform me or Alexandra of this?" Bruce asked; Greg seemed to flinch.

"Well get to the bottom of this Mr. Wayne" he said going hurriedly out of the meeting room, Bruce ran a hand through his face and looked at Alexandra.

"If you hadn't been looking through what happened at Wayne Finances we wouldn't have known about this" he said, she nodded.

"I was taking over, I needed to make sure that everything was in place" she said, Bruce sighed, she grabbed his hand and smiled at him "We'll get through whatever this is" she said, and Bruce found himself looking at her a-little-to-young face which was full of hope, he pressed a kiss to her forehead and smiled at her.

"We will" he said.

They returned their attention to the TV, Superman had just arrived to the hearing, the woman, Soledad, was talking about Superman and what had happened at Nairobi, Alexandra watched as Superman walked into the hearing room and Senator Finch started talking, only to stop suddenly, Alexandra's grip on Bruce's hand tightened as the bomb went off, her other hand covering her mouth in fear. Bruce looked apprehensive, but put his feelings aside to look at Alexandra who was staring at the TV with a blank look on her face, he quickly dismissed Grace and Angela and tried to get Alexandra's attention.

"Alexandra!" he said shaking her lightly "Alexandra, Alex come on" he said but she seemed to be in a trance, he grabbed her face in his hands and pressed their foreheads together "Alexandra" he said firmer and her eyes refocused as she went back to herself "Alexandra" he said softly, his eyes finding hers.

"It's my fault" she whispered, and he frowned but pulled her into a hug, resting his chin on top of her head.

"No its not, you couldn't have known that he was going to put a bomb" Bruce said, Alexandra trembled in his hands.

"But I knew that something was wrong, I could have done something, people died Bruce, if I hadn't been caught up in some sort of twisted fantasy I could have found Wallace earlier, I could have done something" she said in between sobs.

"Hey, hey" Bruce said forcing her to look at him "You did your best, sometimes we can't save everyone, sometimes we're late and we learn from those mistakes, you were living your life, never feel guilty for living, Alexandra, never" he said, Alexandra took a deep breath and nodded at his words, he wiped her tears away "We now need to stop Luthor, I need to go an retrieve the kryptonite he got, then we will sit and plan, but now I'll take you home and you will take a nap, tomorrow you can come in and do damage control"

Alexandra could only nod and Bruce called both Grace and Angela and told them that they would be leaving for the day, he also ordered them to start looking into Wallace's case and everything similar. The drive home was silent, Alexandra was still looking pale and shivering slightly, Alfred awaited for them in the porch with a tray and two mugs, Bruce handed one of the mugs to Alexandra who with little protest started drinking.

After leaving her napping Bruce went to the cave, Alfred already had his suit waiting for him and a worried expression on his face.

"What happened?" asked Alfred, Bruce sighed.

"She blames herself for not finding the irregularity earlier, went into shock as the capitol exploded" Bruce explained as he got into the suit.

"Clearly it isn't her fault, perhaps she thinks that you will take her away from the job, she's clearly attached to it" Alfred offered, Bruce frowned.

"Why would I? Her work is satisfactory, everything is on time and she's very good with the department heads regardless of that first month" Bruce said, Alfred shrugged.

"Maybe she thinks that the error was hers, perhaps her previous job didn't really made space for mistakes or overseeing's"

"Perhaps" Bruce said as he got into the tumbler "Check on her in an hour, and if you can talk her out of the guilt I'd be great"


Alexandra stared at the lake from her spot on her and Bruce's bed. She could have done something, she should've told Bruce everything regarding Superman, Luthor, and Diana. Why hadn't she? Continuity, things needed to happen, a stronger enemy was on its way, the heroes needed to come together and Doomsday was the way. Sacrificing superman was the engine, the reason of it all, he would be back, he had to, but he needed to die first. Alexandra played with the ring on her finger, she had married Bruce Wayne, sometimes it was still hard to believe that she had gotten married, and to a visibly older man, not that she cared about Bruce's age, but still, she had gotten married to a man that had once lost it all, what if she died while doing something stupid? She would not stay on the sidelines while the world went to shit; she had always taken action.

"Miss Alexandra, I have served lunch and Master Wayne left explicit orders" Alfred said from the doorway, Alexandra looked at Alfred and smiled at him, a sad smile, but a smile nonetheless.

"I'm coming" she said and moved the comforter away, her dress shirt was rumpled, as was her skirt, she sighed and changed into a comfortable dress before going to the kitchen, Alfred was already eating and she sat next to him and silently dug in.

When Bruce returned she was watching Finding Nemo with a bottle of wine next to her. The next week was passed in the same fashion, she worked from her office at home refusing to go out, Bruce and Alfred were concerned, but Bruce had other things to worry about, namely fighting superman, so he began his rigorous training while Alfred watched and Alexandra kept living in a halfway state.

The night before the fight he approached her, she was sitting on the couch again another animated movie playing, another half empty bottle of wine next to her.

"I want my wife back" Bruce said as he sat next to her, she looked at him for a moment and returned her attention to the TV. "I'm taking on Superman tomorrow, thought you should know, and Alfred and I went by the old manor today"

"Stay safe" she murmured, and Bruce raised an eyebrow "I'm to young to be a widow"

"That's your only concern?" Bruce asked, she gave him a look.

"Not really" she said after a while "But nothing I can say will stop you so, there's that, on the other hand, I've missed my husband too" she said, Bruce turned off the TV.

"Then what are we doing? Because you know that I'm not good at this, I mean look at the age that I got married" he said, her attention was fully on him now.

"We're probably being the biggest pair of idiots in Gotham" she said, a smile on her face, Bruce frowned.

"Are you drunk?" he asked, she chuckled.

"It takes more than a bottle of wine to get me drunk Mister Wayne" she said, smile still on her face.

"I'm going to kiss you Mrs. Wayne" he announced, she raised an eyebrow, but didn't stop him, so Bruce pulled her close and kissed her.

She kissed back, and soon enough they were stumbling into their room, clothes discarded on the way, her legs around Bruce's waist as he did her best to leave his mark on her. That night he fucked her into the mattress, with the stamina of a twenty-year-old, not that she was complaining if her moans were anything to go by. Next morning they stayed in bed until midday when Alfred walked in with a tray of food ignoring the discarded clothes around the room or the intimate moment that had been taking place. Alfred was still hoping for another generations of Waynes after all.