Chapter 3: Fortress of Solitude
Since discovering he and Shayera were going to have twins, John has had a feeling of trepidation. The initial announcement brought him incredible joy, but it was quickly replaced by incredible anxiety. No one, not Virgil and not even Warhawk, had made mention of a twin brother or sister when he and Bruce traveled to the future. He thinks to himself how curious it is that he and Bruce haven't talked about that mission since Shayera became pregnant. They are the only ones who remember the events, but when they do talk, or when they did talk about it, they privately referred to it as the Chronos affair.
The steam from the shower begins to simultaneously fog the mirror over the sink and warm the bathroom. He wipes the condensation off of the mirror with his left hand, finishes brushing his teeth and steps into the warm, welcoming water of the shower.
"Why do these fortresses of solitudes always have to be in cold places?" he asks, allowing the warm water to run over his head and down his body.
"Because the cold air helps me think, ya big wuss", a voice near the bathroom door calls out. The still sleepy figure of Shayera Stewart steps into the doorway.
Damn that hearing of hers. "I see the eagle has landed" he says grinning from behind the oversized glass shower door.
"Ha, ha", she replies dryly with a yawn.
She is standing in the open doorway in a modified nightgown. The length of the nightgown accentuates what he affectionately calls her "Buddha belly". She begins to stretch her arms and in unison, her wings begin to unfold and extend as well. It is a sight he never gets tired of seeing. The rays of sunshine pass through the bathroom doorway, surrounding and illuminating her fully extended figure. In that instant he swears he can hear the sounds of the choir invisible.