Chapter Six- Mirror Mirror

"Have you seen the quack who calls himself a doctor?" Terry growled, finding Rachel in the waiting room. He'd just gotten off of work, as he was still in a police officer's uniform.

"No, Terry. I haven't. All I know is I've been sitting here all day waiting for news," Rachel replied, standing.

"Where's Robin?"

"Your mom has her. I didn't think I could handle a two year old and the doctors, though I haven't been told anything."

"I'm going to find that idiot who claims he's a doctor and get an update," terry said.

"Don't go yet. I've been alone all day," Rachel pleaded, giving him the puppy dog pout.

"You're lucky you're so beautiful," Terry mumbled.

"Thank you," Rachel said sweetly.

"Miss Grayson?" Dr. Winters called.

"How is he?" Rachel asked urgently.

"He's stable."

"I knew he was stable yesterday!"

"He's definitely going to survive, Miss Grayson. Mr. Wayne has started breathing on his own again; he's sleeping. You can go see him now."

"Terry's coming too," Rachel stated, gesturing to him.

"I'm afraid if he's not immediate family to Mr. Wayne he'll have to wait."

"Terry is like a son to Bruce. He's coming," Rachel stated firmly.

"I'm going."

"Fine," Dr. Winters said. "Mr. Wayne is in room 202."

Bruce was indeed sleeping, multiple machines by his bed humming and occasionally beeping.

"Bruce is the last person I ever thought I'd see here," Terry said quietly.

"Exactly," Rachel agreed.

"It's surreal to see him here."

"I know. He's gone through so much, especially after Diana died."

"Diana?" Terry asked.

"Wonder Woman," Rachel sad simply. "They were engaged."

"Bruce was engaged?"

"He didn't tell you? No, I guess he wouldn't," Rachel said slowly.

"Was she the one with the black hair? In the pictures Bruce has in his office, I mean."

"Yeah. She was beautiful, wasn't she?" Rachel inquired.

"Bruce admitted he loved her? Interesting."

"She died about a month before they were supposed to get married. Bruce wouldn't speak for months; I thought he'd died with her," Rachel said softly.

"Then she died in the League War," Terry said slowly.

"The mutant leader kidnapped her and Bruce and made Bruce watch her being tortured. He couldn't do anything."

"No wonder he's so cold," Terry said.

"Don't tell him I told you. I get the feeling if he wanted you to know he would have told you."

"I won't," Terry promised. "Don't join the League and die in a war," he added, pulling her into a loving hug.

"I have no reason to join the League," Rachel said stiffly.

"You refuse to be Firewing again?"

"No," Rachel spat, untangling herself from him. "I have a daughter to raise."

"We," Terry corrected. "She's our daughter."

"I'm going back to Metropolis."

"But what-"

"Robin and I are going back to Metropolis after Bruce has recovered."

"I'm her father. I should be around if she needs me."

"We can discuss this later. He's awake," Rachel said, gesturing to Bruce.

"Trouble in paradise?" Bruce asked.

"How much medication are you on? That was almost funny."

"It could hardly be described as paradise," Rachel grumbled.

"Where's your kid?"

"With Mrs. McGinnis," Rachel said.

"Now, can we see about getting me home?" Bruce queried, regaining his serious tone.

"Well-"

Rachel was cut off by Bruce going back to sleep.

"Am I that boring?"

"No," Terry replied. "He just had a heart attack."

"I wonder what he was thinking, trying to go home so fast," Rachel said thoughtfully.

"Well you know Bruce. He thinks the longer he's away, the more chance someone has to find the Batcave."

"Good point."

"Now, can we talk about you going back to Metropolis? I waited three years to hold you again and you just want to run away?" Terry asked quietly.

"I didn't run away," Rachel replied angrily. "I was pregnant, remember?"

"But you wouldn't have left if I hadn't messed up."

"Yes, I would have. The only difference is you would've known about the baby."

"I don't believe you," he said flatly. "I know you Rachel. And I-"

"You love me, I know."

"Please give me another chance," Terry pleaded. "If not for me then for Robin."

"You don't even know why I left do you?" Rachel questioned.

"You were mad," Terry said simply.

"That's not it. I would have left even if you hadn't kissed Dana, for the baby. I left for two other reasons, one being that I was angry," Rachel spat.

"Then what's the other?"

Rachel turned away. "I was- you broke my heart."

"Rachel," he said softly. "I'm sorry. I would never hurt you purposely; you know that. Dana was… I don't know… seductive. I thought I loved her when we were dating, but I didn't. You're the only woman I'll ever love."

"I was always afraid you'd go back to her. I mean, why would you, who could have any girl he wants, be happy with me?" Tears fell like rain from Rachel's eyes.

"I don't understand," Terry said slowly.

"Look at me, Terry! I'm half alien."

"Oh, Rachel. Being half Tamaranian doesn't make you any less beautiful."

"It makes me different."

"It makes you special," Terry said, pulling her into another hug.

"Look at yourself- handsome, intelligent and caring. Why do you love me? I'm-"

"Half Tamaranian, I know. You're beautiful, Rachel. And I will always love you, no matter how much you hate me."

"It doesn't bother you that I'm not human?" Rachel's eyes were hopeful.

"No. It doesn't matter. I just want to be together again."

"Terry?" Rachel asked quietly.

"Yes baby?"

"I love you too."

Instead of responding, he moved his head towards hers, their lips meeting in a sweet gentle kiss.

"You know, this probably isn't the best thing for an old man to see when he wakes up from a heart attack."

Hugs to all my loyal fans! I'm so sorry! It's a pretty long chapter and I have finals to study for…Sorry! If you are a fan of Life or Something Like It I hope to update that soon as well…maybe by next Monday.

Robbie