Bruce smiled at the bump under his hand. He placed a kiss on her forehead. She sighed and rubbed her belly, "I'm checking out of the hospital today" His forehead wrinkled in worry, "Chloe are you sure? You could stay longer if you don't feel strong enough to fly back home"

At that, she smiled at him "Oh no Mr. Wayne who said anything about me flying home? You won't get rid of me that easily."

"But Jimmy is flying back tomorrow. If you stay here Clark and Lois are going to come looking for you!" he argued.

"Well then I can hide in the Batcave now can't I " she argued back. He sighed and sat on the bed. If they were going to do this, this time it would be the right way. Clark may not approve of him… but he could try to win his trust.

"No. We'll all go back to Metropolis." He told her firmly. She raised an eyebrow at him, never one to take direction well especially from a man. "Don't give me that look. You know it's the right way to do this. This time we're going to take our time with everything." He said.

Chloe couldn't suppress her smile, "Your right."

Jimmy struggled to load the bags into the private jet. Alfred shooed him away, and he boarded the plane with Chloe and Bruce behind him. They were on their way to Metropolis. Chloe was nervous, they had told Lois and Clark that they were heading back tonight but Jimmy hadn't mentioned anything about Bruce. She noticed that unlike Clark who had an instant dislike to Bruce. Jimmy got along with him. It took lots of the weight of her shoulders. She fumbled with the hospital band around her wrist until Bruce held her hands in his, "Chloe calm down"

She took a deep breath and squeezed his hand, "I'll try."

--

Lois hugged her cousin, "Oh Chloe we missed you" Behind her stood Bruce looking surprisingly calm even though Clark was glaring at him.

"Lois I want you to meet Bruce" Lois smiled at the handsome billionaire, "Hello" He smiled politely.

"Ok he dropped you off he can leave now" Clark said rudely. Lois and Jimmy turned to look at the usually well-mannered Clark.

Bruce seemed amused, "Actually I'm staying with Chloe and Alfred will be leaving to take care of the manor"

Chloe's face turned red from embarrassment. "Clark stop it," she hissed at him.

"Why is he staying at your apartment?" he asked. "To take care of her and the baby" Bruce answered plainly.

Clark turned pale, "You know? He knows? You told him?" Chloe glared at Clark suddenly furious that he was trying to control her. She wasn't his girlfriend they were friends. Hadn't they gone over this the last time she was dating Bruce?

She marched up to the six foot four inches farm boy, "Yes I told him. It's my choice. He had to know, and I wasn't even going to come back to Metropolis. But Bruce wants you to see that he can take care of me. That he wants to be with me. And you know what else? I love him. I'm pregnant, angry and very tired so if you won't mind if I save myself this bullshit of a fight."

With that she stomped off, leaving everyone with an open jaw.

Clark turned bright pink and turned to argue with her. But she got on the elevator and tapped her foot, "Bruce you coming?" she asked impatiently. He hurriedly stepped into the elevator with her. The doors closed and she let out a deep breath blowing pieces of hair out of her eyes. "God you'd think he'd learn to let it go" she said, tapping her foot. Bruce bit his lip to keep from laughing but as the elevator doors opened he burst out laughing. They walked to the limo waiting for them, "What are you laughing at?" she asked.

"The look on everyone's face when you went off on him. Priceless" he said grinning.

She laughed, "Don't mess with the pregnant lady" He gave her a light kiss on the cheek and she sighed. Chloe gave the driver directions to her apartment. They arrived and the driver helped them with the bags. Chloe unlocked her apartment door and let Bruce inside. She kicked off her heels and let her hair out of the ponytail, "Home sweet home"

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He followed Chloe on a small tour of the apartment. It was a decent size for her with 2 bedrooms, an office, kitchen, 2 bathrooms and a spacious living room. On the wall there were tons of pictures of Lois, Clark, Her father, and articles she had written. She flicked on the light in her bedroom. It was painted a soothing green and a big fluffy bed with lots of mismatched pillows. "That's the closet" she motioned to the white door next to her dresser.

"The bathroom is behind you," she said.

"You hungry?" she asked him. He nodded they hadn't eaten since they boarded the plane.

She wiggled into baggy shorts and a sweater in front of him. He ran his eyes over the curve of her bottom and she walked past him into the kitchen.

"How about sum leftovers?" she looked up from the fridge "I'm not a very good cook"

"Lucky for you I am an excellent cook" he said proudly.

She laughed at the thought of Bruce in the kitchen. After the light dinner of leftovers, they watched TV until Chloe wandered into the bathroom to brush her teeth before bed. Bruce unpacked his suitcase and put his clothes away, he had 2 full drawers to himself. He had pictured this so many times before and now that it was real he grinned. Chloe had left him space in the bathroom to put his toothbrush and other necessities away. She crawled into bed and was asleep by the time Bruce had changed into his pajamas. Quietly so not to wake her, he climbed in the bed, and Chloe curled against him. He fell asleep holding her.