Welcome to the family.
The words rang in Selina's head, triggering a whirlwind of emotions she's locked off over the years. She had a family once. Her mother was a dancer who died of cancer. Her mother's death sent her father spiraling into depression, eventually taking his own life. She has no idea what happened to her sister.
Selina used the wealth and skills she gained while travelling the world to take what she thought belonged to her. She didn't realize how those things filled that hole in her heart, and she was starting to realize why she hadn't stolen anything for a month, and why she was clenching her fists so damn hard, and why she felt like her chest was going to explode-
"Kitten?" Bruce asked her softly.
She closed her eyes tightly. She kept telling herself not to show her pain, but then she remembered she wasn't being shot at or having a sword swung at her.
She was joining the man she loved and his wonderfully strange family for dinner.
"Selina?" Bruce walked up to her and grabbed her hand.
"Shut up." she growled.
"Selina...baby what's...?" Bruce asked her sweetly, putting his hands on her shoulders.
Selina took a deep breath and opened her eyes.
She unclenched her fists.
"Let's go eat, sweetie. We can talk about it later."
"Okay, whatever you want."
Bruce and Selina walked down the hall and into the dining room.
Selina sat down at one end of the table, while Bruce made his way past Tim and Cassandra to the other end.
Selina looked at the plate, it had chicken and slices of lobster with a glass of champagne on the side. She eyed the glass, snatched it, and drank the whole thing in one gulp.
"Wow, you an alcoholic or something?" Jason asked.
"No." she responded coldly.
Bruce looked at Selina. He could see the gears turning in her eyes.
"Bruce?" Selina called.
"Yeah?" he answered after finishing a bite of chicken.
"After this, there's something I need to show you."
"Gross, dude." Stephanie chimed.
"Not like that, Stephanie, and bite me while I'm at it."
"What, you're gonna show him your diary?"
Selina bit her lip.
"Yeah. Hey Alfred, you mind giving me a refill?"
"Of course not, Ms. Kyle." Alfred told her happily.
He got up and went into the kitchen next to the dining room and came back with the bottle.
Alfred poured her glass and set the bottle in the middle of the table.
Selina eventually calmed her nerves and started to enjoyed herself. A lot of questions were asked about where she learned to fight and other such questions that later became a blur.