Disclaimer: C'mon, I know you aren't that delusional.

Author's Note: I would like to thank you all for your lovely reviews.  I thought I'd give you an insight into Catherine's perspective, she's been a bit of a mystery so far, so maybe this will help; then again since I have no idea what I am about to write, it may not.

Chapter 11: All by Myself?

"For the last time Dick will you just fuck off to bed!"  Catherine was not in the mood for playing silly buggers with a 14 year old.  Dear Lord, I know I was bad but I can't deserve this.  She thought.

"I'm telling Bruce you swore."  Dick said, sticking his tongue out.

"Well then, I'm telling him who broke the Ming vase in his study."  Dick's eyes widened and he huffed off to bed.  "And bloody well stay there this time!"  She yelled after him.

She flopped down on the sofa and poured herself a large glass of bourbon from the decanter next to her.  She stuck on the T.V and started channel hopping, not that she cared what was on; her mind was already playing 'Do I want to be a Luthor?'

Think about the fringe benefits; brother, family, a reputation.

A father who is Satan's earthly counterpart.

But family is what I've always wanted, and he must want me if he paid to hush up that childhood shit I did.

Yes, but he caved pretty quickly when wifey found out.  Then there's him being Satan.

I could get a halfway decent human being running my company, instead of a guy who thinks I'll learn by filing invoices.  Then I could do my Masters in peace.

Or Lionel could take over and you'd be left in a worse position than you are now.  And did I mention the man is SATAN!

Her foray into psychosis was ceased by Bruce's return.

"So, he in bed?"

"Yeah."  That's it don't give a fuck about me.

"How are you holding up?"

"Fine, neat bourbon is how I show all's right with the world."  She focused on a bad infomercial.

"Don't be like this, just because you might be a Luthor."

"Bruce, this isn't about genetics.  It's about whether I want a family."

"But, I thought…"

"Look, I have no idea if I want to be a Luthor, a Cartwright, or a Manchester."

"You could be a Wayne."  Catherine took a deep breath.  Bad move Bruce.  He thought to himself.

"No, I am not having this argument."

"Which argument?"  Stop talking dumbass.  Bruce began to flinch as her tirade began.

"The one where I say; 'Bruce I am not ready to make that commitment, I don't want to have to mother Dick, move to Gotham or leave my career just so that you can get a son and heir.  I am only twenty for Christ's sake, you complete and total pratt.'"

"Oh, that one."  He said with a small grin.

"Yeah that one."  She said visibly calmer, and also smiling.

"So, can we have sex now?"

"In a minute."  Bruce looked puzzled as Catherine walked over to a door, and kicked it as hard as she could. 

He cottoned on when he heard a muffled yell from the other side.

"Go to bed Dick!"  They said in unison.

"Now?"  He asked.

"Now."  She agreed grabbing the bourbon and heading towards their room.

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Okay, I know that was short, but I'd like a quick run down of your thoughts on some things.

1) Should Catherine be Lex's sister (I'm still not sure what I want.)?

2) What should Lionel's reaction be?

3) Should we see more of Bruce?

4) Should Catherine's stepfather make an appearance?

Please, please, please give me your opinions.  I have some plot bunnies I could use, but I'm stuck as to which ones.  Give me feedback and even if I don't do what you want, you will have helped me decide.

Flip.