Chapter 10
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Bruce fell into a restless sleep. The nightmares had been becoming more frequent over the past few months. His dreams raged from the usual scenes of his parents' deaths, to Gordon' senseless slaying. He was staring right at Bruce almost to say 'Why didn't you save me?' Then, for the first time, the dream followed a path, Bruce hoped would never come too pass. Bruce saw a suave, sophisticated, handsomely dressed Jared Prentz AKA Joker attending a meeting at Wayne Enterprises. He would waltz up to Bruce after the meeting and stare him down, whispering in his ear. "Well, well, well, if it isn't Bruce Wayne. I never would have guessed it, you being Batman and all. I mean considering your reputation. You are however one of the richest men in Gotham with a tragic past next to myself. It would only make sense that you would be the Batman. Now what is the Batman's greatest weakness?"
Bruce shot up in the bed, his sheets soaked in sweat. His mind was confused on what to do. Thank goodness, that he and Jared had not had a recent meeting in the office or on the streets. Bruce wasn't ready, not physically or emotionally. For once in a long, long time Bruce's arms ached. He closed his eyes and whispered her name, "Barbara."
God, it was beginning to seem like this baby was never going to come out. She was due just about any day now. Nearly 7 months without Bruce. She was still feeling the ache of his arms on occasions but those occasions had been becoming rarer since she had met him. He was a Godsend. He was her age, black hair, blue eyes…so cute. When he smiled it melted her heart. He had known she was pregnant after a few dates and never abandoned her. Barbara felt a bit of guilt for thinking that Bruce, beautiful Bruce had left her alone, but it certainly felt that way. She had given up everything for him. She had sacrificed and still he felt a need to pursue justice where none would ever be found for her father's death. Barbara sighed. God, the pain still hurt even after all of these months. But it hurt only a little bit. She gazed up at him as she smiled on her.
"What time does your shift end, Dick?"
Dick smiled back.
"According to Bludhaven, never," he said. "But according to Dick Grayson, I would say 10pm this evening."
Barbara found herself smiling once again.
"It is a date then."
Dick kissed her gently and patted her stomach before running off to the Police 5th
District