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Chap 3

We all were tempted but Diana was the first to ask.

"Oh, such a sweet baby! Can I hold him?"

Thomas and Martha wayne looked at each other and smiled. Bruce, I mean the little Bruce was holding his bib with his fingers and between his gums. It was as though he was teasing us. The big Bruce cracked a smile once a while, looking at himself in the baby chair. I don't know if he ever wondered how he was, like a child.

"Well of course, yes!" Alfred handed him to her.

"Ah, how precious!" I could see tears rolling in her eyes. I wondered how she felt at that moment. She might've actually wanted to hold this baby's son, as a mother! When that thought crossed my mind,I felt a little awkward, so I preferred to let it go!

"Hi ya baby, what's your name?" Flash said impulsively. "Is it Bruce?"

The big Bruce threw one angry look at him, but Flash didn't pay attention. He was enjoying watching the kid, we all were, so much that we forgot he is actually with us.

The baby Bruce nodded and chuckled. He pointed his finger towards Flash and tried to mumble something "Fff...ff...u...sshhh, Fush!" saying that, he chuckled again.

Now that was really strange. We understood he actually was trying to say Flash! I looked at Mr. Wayne, but he didn't seem to be surprised at all!

"I am sorry ! Bruce has a friend, named Frank. He is 5 years old and has a red hair, like you. He must've mistaken you for him. He calls him Fush, I don't know why!" he smiled.

That really came to us as a relief.

Little Bruce repeatedly called Fush and was jumping excitedly in Diana's lap. It was hard to control him.

"He really is a fast learner!" I said "Boys usually don't start speaking till they're over one year old!"

This statement brought about fatherly pride in Thomas Wayne's eyes "He sure is a special kid, Mr. Kent! He has an unusually hard head, and he's already trying to stand up. I think he'll be something really big in the future!"

Bruce's phone rang, I mean the Big Bruce's phone. Clearly it was Bruce who switched on his ringtone. It was becoming harder and harder for him every second. "Pardon me," he said and walked out of the house!

"Wow! Is that a phone, without wires?" Thomas Wayne exclaimed.

We realised the big blunder, the mobile phones were not present at that time. Wonder how Bruce missed this!

"I never understood how that worked, sir! It is a secure line, his communication with his fellow secret agents!" Diana said. She sounded very natural.

"Oh! I thought the technology is still in the experimentation stage."

"Well I don't know how they get their hands onto these gadgets." She sighed, looking outside where Bruce was standing, pretending to talk. Diana was a real help!

"If you don't mind me asking, when are you two going to tie a knot?" Martha Wayne enquired.

"I don't know", Diana sighed, "you've heard him. He says he doesn't have time for relationships. He has got issues and his work is too important."

"Does he love you at all?"

"Yes, he loves me, more than his life! But...may be not more than his work!"

"But I see you love him more thank anything else in the world"

"This world and any other world! But I respect his ideals, I don't want to get between him and his work. I don't want to be his weakness. I want to stand by his side and give him strength. I hope that he will understand, someday!" Diana was framing her lines perfectly. In fact, they were coming straight from her heart, after all, she was complaining to none other than his parents. The little Bruce was keenly observing the conversation with his thumb in his mouth and eyes fixed on Diana. Perhaps he found the connection, it is hard to say.

"Will you wait for him forever?"

"Yes!" tears began to roll in Diana's eyes. Martha Wayne was a little worried, she had struct the wrong chord. Thomas Wayne began to get up to console her. Alfred searched for a box of tissues.

Little Bruce took out his thumb from his mouth and wiped her eyes with his little moist fingers. He shook his head as though he was suggesting her not to cry, and suddenly burst out into a chuckle and began to jump in her lap again. The whole scene, which was till then grim, became light and everyone laughed, we through our tears! It was like little Bruce would do anything to stop Diana from crying. He even tried to stand up on his tiny legs and give her a peck. Diana laughed at his efforts and brought him close to her face and he could finally give her a peck. She gave him a peck too and hugged him. Our hearts filled!

The room filled with the sound of his chuckle.

Just then, big Bruce walked in.

to be continued...please tell what you feel about this!