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"You're staring, Bruce." She peeked a sleepy eye open.

Grinning, he stroked her hair with his hand. "Can't I stare at my beautiful wife?"

She scrunched her nose, and a slight grin formed on her face. She took a peek and groaned once she saw the time on their nightstand. "No. It's creepy. And we overslept."

"Well, if you're telling me to get off the bed, you could've just said so…" He tried to get up only to be pulled back down with Diana hovering above him. Her eyes gleamed with lust."I didn't say you could get up."

His voice turned husky as he stared at her, wanting to pounce and make love to her. "Is that an order, princess?"

She placed her hands between his head. While kissing him, Diana dodged him at the last second and whispered in his ear. "What do you think?"

Diana shrieked in delight as Bruce pounced on her, kissing her lips with wild abandon as he entered her warm heat, starting another round of lovemaking.

XXX

Both lay in bed with Diana pressing against his side, arm hugging his torso, and head tucked under his chin. Bruce wrapped both of his arms around her and nuzzled into her hair. Both have their feet tangled with the sheets.

"Something on your mind, princess?" He asked after a few moments of silence. He knew she had something on her mind whenever she started tracing his scars. And it confirmed his suspicions when she sighed and hid her face on his neck.

"It's… it's nothing."

"With how you're talking and acting, it doesn't sound like it."

She grunted in response. But after a few moments of hesitation, she finally relented and sighed. Mumbling her problem. "Do… do you think we're ready to become parents?"

Diana felt Bruce freeze under her, and she looked up to see him staring at her with wide eyes. "Are you…?" He whispered.

She shook her head sadly. Bruce reciprocated the feeling, although he admits he was somewhat relieved that Diana wasn't with child. He'd be ecstatic about her being pregnant, but that doesn't mean he wasn't scared of the possibility.

"... Why do you ask?" He carefully questioned her.

She bit her lip while trying to avoid eye contact with him. "It's just… I've heard people say that maybe it's time to have一"

"Kids?" He finished the sentence for her, and she nodded, looking away from him.

"Diana," He gently held her chin, making her look at him. His eyes filled with warmth and understanding, making her melt in his arms.

"If you don't want kids, that's your choice, not theirs. I'll still support you if you're ready to have one or not."

"... But, don't you want a baby?"

"I have the boys as well as Cass and Barbara. We're already dealing with some of them," Both chuckled as they remembered how rowdy they are. Well, most of them. Most were already in their 20's, and Damian was about to become 16, yet they still behaved like children. "Although I am a little nervous about having a child, I will still love them with all of my heart."

Dianna kissed him slowly. The two embraced for a while until Diana yawned. Bruce chuckled at her cute yawn. God, how did he get so lucky?

"Go to sleep, princess." He tried to get out of bed without disturbing her, but she caught his wrist before he could fully get out.

"Please stay?" She questioned him with sleepy but hopeful eyes. Both knew he had patrol tonight, but that didn't mean the couple didn't enjoy those nights.

He sighed and slowly got back to bed with her. Once he fully settled in, she nestled into his side, securely wrapping him against her. Bruce reciprocated the embrace. As the moon shines above the dark sky, the two lovers slowly fall asleep with their breathing in sync and their hearts as their lullaby to their ears.

XXX

"Why did you do it?"

"Did what exactly?"

"You're going to pay," Tim growled out. Ever since Gotham (save for the outskirts parts) got destroyed by the blast three days ago, most of the league got sent out to find survivors that may get trapped in some rubble or were somewhat alive. Sadly, very few had survived一barely. All of the victims' bodies were either torn apart, burned, or badly injured in ways you cannot describe.

"Hmmm, yes it was quite memorable and enjoyable, yes?" He questioned them, his smirk sinister as he looked towards the growling Tim. Dick watched the latter's actions, already prepared to stop him if he decided to lunge at the clown.

"You think this is funny?"

"Of course it is! Why wouldn't I think this wasn't funny?" Tim walked around the table, shrugging off Dick's shoulder and grabbing his collar, bringing him nose to nose. "Then stop wasting our time and talk."

"Robin…" He warned his brother. Tim in return glared at his brother and begrudgingly let the clown go. Joker looked between the two brothers, raising a brow in mock question. "Sheesh, looks like you two need to cool down. But you want the answer? I'll give it to you then,"

"When you play a game with someone for years, not knowing who wins or loses is tiresome, especially when you keep it going for over a decade. You know who wins and loses, but you always get a different answer each time you play it. Either I win, and the bat loses. You reverse it, and you get the bat winning and me losing. But… where does it end? Does it even have an end? So, for all that is good and holy, I decided to end the game myself, and low and behold. We have a winner… I have finally won."

Having enough, Tim punched him hard in the jaw, causing Joker to fall off laughing along with the chair, spitting blood as he did so.

"You sick fucker." He grabbed him and pushed him up to a wall, hard. His right fist raised. But before he could punch him again, his arm was stopped by a hand.

Tim turned to cuss at Dick, but the one who caught his arm was Superman. Dick was standing near the door with Green Lantern guarding him.

"That's enough," Superman stated. He felt Tim's fist tightening and trying to get out of his hold.

"Not enough, more like it."

Superman looked at Green Lantern and nodded. The latter called in the guards, taking Joker off of Tim's grip.

"Remember what I said, Robin. One way or another someone has to win the game. But the question is who?"

Once they got him out of the room, Tim jerked his arm off Superman's hold on him, crossing his arms against his chest and glaring at the two men.

"I know what he did was unforgivable, but you shouldn't get into their level. Batman wouldn't一"

"Br一Batman's gone! Ok?! Don't you think I know that?! Don't you think they know that?! So don't you dare use his name to remind me of what he wouldn't agree with because he taught me that!"

He burst out, breathing heavily. Dick tried to get near him, but Tim stomped outside and closed the door aggressively, making the metal echo throughout the room.

Dick exhaled deeply and looked at the door in pain and despair. He opened the door and followed his brother, but not before he turned to look at the two heroes. "I hope you guys know how to fix this mess." With that, he left, leaving the two standing in the room.

Clark contacted J'onn, and both got teleported to the watchtower. They entered the conference room, locking the metal doors so no one would interrupt their conversation.

The two enjoyed the silence for a few moments until Clark had to break it. "Well, that could've gone worse." He sighed as he rubbed his face, leaning his weight on the table.

John snorted, standing in his usual military stance. "The worst situation that could've happened is Tim killing the clown, or the two brothers start going at each other."

"I hoped Tim could've handled the situation better, at least."

"Seriously, Clark? Tim and the others just lost their Bruce一their only father figure other than Alfred and the old man lost the closest thing he had to a son. Diana一" John choked on the words. He swallowed hard and forcefully pushed the rest of his sentence out of his mouth. "Diana just lost her husband."

"You think I don't know that?" He snapped before he held himself. "Sorry. It's一it's just all complicated right now."

John nodded. "I know what you mean. It's almost impossible to think that he's一that Bruce is gone." When they saw the body, they all processed the information in different ways. Clark was cradling his head as he sat in one of the chairs. J'onn stood still as he looked at Diana cradling Bruce's dead body. John quickly left the room, along with Shayera, wanting to vent their frustrations.

When Barry heard the news, he lay still and his face was void of emotion as he rested in the infirmary. Some of the Bat clan wanted blood. Cass and Jason made a plan to kill Joker and Damian also wanted to join them, Dick tried to stop the three. Meanwhile, Barbara sobbed alongside Diana and comforted her to the best of her ability. Alfred looked at his surrogate's body for several moments and quickly left the room. Their best bet was Alfred trying to hide his tears or destroy a room. They chose both.

"John."

"Shayera, what's wrong?" He heard her voice as she contacted him. Clark looked on to the former soldier who walked towards the monitor and turned it on. A reporter stood in city hall, along with people who were protesting.

"As the nation bore witness to the horrific encounter that happened yesterday on Wednesday afternoon, people started to invade the streets, protesting for a change."

It changed to show a man who's in his thirties. "The people want justice! They want to see the criminals punished for what they've done!"

It changed again to show a woman who was in her twenties. "I don't want to live in a place where we have to live in fear, waiting for these psychos to kill us. Can't we just end them as they did with us?"

An elderly couple took the stand next. "We used to enjoy walking around the streets without any worries about getting killed or attacked. But now it's suicide if you try to even walk around here."

One by one, people gave their input. Each response gets more aggressive and intense.

"...What's the point of having the Justice League when all they do is cause more damage than good?"

Both snapped their necks toward the screen as they saw a man taking the mic. "I mean, I appreciate what they're doing and all but every time they catch those people, they end up getting out and causing havoc all over again. What good does that even do? Yeah, it got them to stop because they're inside a cell, but they always get out, one way or another. We've been going through this repeated cycle for years, and I want it to change. I want all of it to change. And if our heroes can't even protect us after what happened, who will?"

"And those are the responses from people all over the nation. In other news一"

Clark quickly shut the monitor off, having heard enough. John went to comfort his friend, but the words kept ringing in their ears.

Clark was distressed. He didn't know what to do or how to handle this situation before. His friend was gone, and Diana一dear god, Diana. Is Diana even going to be ok? The last time he saw her, she was a mess. And he didn't even have time to grieve his friend as he was busy fixing the damages caused by Joker.

With Bruce now gone, they have no idea what will happen now. Will they even move on? What are they gonna do now? How are they going to live their lives without him around?

All he could think was how Diana could move on and heal. Can she, though?

Or would she take a darker path and get revenge? Clark wished that she would not take the second one. All he wants is for Diana to be ok.

XXX

Iron Heights Penitentiary 11:46 PM

It was all quiet in the cell where Joker got detained. With the asylum destroyed, this was the safest course of action. The lights were very dull as everything around him was bare. There was a bed and toiletry necessities. He was lying on the hard bed, gray metal walls were his only companion who would listen to his stories.

"Another success is done by me! HA! Their reactions were priceless! I would gladly do it all over again in a heartbeat."

"Well, I hope you wouldn't mind that it would be your last." All of the lights turned off, covering the entire room in darkness. He scrambled to his feet, using the pillow as his only weapon.

He felt a painful slit passing on his right arm, and he turned, readying the pillow. He could barely see anything in the darkness, but that didn't mean he was not going down without a fight.

He felt it again on his back and he backed away until his back hit the cold metal wall. Eyes scanning wildly, he managed to spot a shape in the dark, but the figure was gone in the shadows.

A hand gripped his collar, and he got thrown through the wall, leaving a massive dent and having him crumpled to the ground. The bulb turned on, and there standing was Diana herself. Sword in hand, rage and despair swimming in her eyes.

Her hair was a tangled mess. Eye Bags settled beneath her eyes, and her outfit was still the same as yesterday, covered in blood. Joker could barely look up as she slowly stalked toward him.

Her hand grasped his neck so hard he was barely breathing, snarling at his face. "You deserve much worse than this, and I am going to enjoy making you suffer."

She held onto his left arm, squeezing it with so much force that it shattered. He screamed from the pain but was gagged as her right hand was still holding his neck, cutting off his way to shriek.

"You always laugh at others' pain, but let's see if you can still laugh if this happened to you."

She punched his ribs, and he could fill his bones piercing through his skin by the impact alone. She continued to break every bone in his body, giving him cuts, pierces, and anything you could imagine.

It was plain torture

"Anything you have to say before you visit Tartarus?" She questioned him as she held him by the scruff of his hair.

"I…still win." He answered through his broken jaw.

She raised him to her eye level, her hand making a fist as she aimed it at his chest, eager to kill the bastard who made her kill her love. "Say hello to Hades for me."

XXX

The guard yawned as he passed the metal cells, still tired after a long night shift, along with two heavily dressed men flanking both of his sides. He got tasked to deliver Joker's lunch, and he wasn't thrilled to meet the clown prince, especially after what happened.

Reaching into Joker's cell, he banged on the metal door twice. "Hey, asshole! Your lunch is here!"

He opened the eye slot and what he saw made him almost faint from one look alone. He quickly ordered one of them to open the cell. Once they saw the body, all stood frozen at the scene.

The main guard slowly got out of his shock and started to radio head security. The man on his left felt like he was going to puke, his hand covering his mouth as he felt his stomach retching. The other shook his head, his eyes wide with fear. "Dear god…"