Bruce smiled at the bump under his hand

Chloe woke up and yawned, "Bruce?" She looked around the bedroom, and glanced at the alarm clock. 9:38. She stood up and dressed. In the kitchen she found a note from Bruce.

Morning Chloe went out to meet Clark. Be back soon.
Love-Bruce.

She smiled at his handwriting and made breakfast. She was watching TV when she heard keys jingle in the lock and the door opened. Bruce was home. He walked into the living room and placed a kiss on her lips. "Hey"

"Hi Bruce. What did you and Clark talk about?" she asked curiously. He warmed up the leftover breakfast she had left and sat down next to her on the couch. "Well it wasn't really a discussion." He said, eyes on the TV. A news reporter popped up on the screen and showed a story on Superman. He rolled his eyes and switched channels.

"You argued again?"

"Well sort of it wasn't a friendly if that's what you mean. It's the same old don't-hurt-her-or-I'll-kill-you sort of thing." He said eyes avoiding Chloe's.

She glared at him, "Bruce!" He cringed at the tone of her voice. "Chloe I'm sorry but I've tried to make it work and Farm boy over there doesn't get it!" he argued. Chloe threw her hands up, marched into the bedroom and slammed the door shut. Bruce held his head in his hands.

He was glad he had already read and finished the chapter on Hormones.

Chloe locked the door and sobbed on her bed. Why couldn't they just get along? She glanced at the mirror and saw the small bump had grown larger in the last week or so. She patted her tummy, "Poor baby" Sighing, she wiped away her tears and without unlocking the bedroom door she stepped into the shower. She heard a knocking but ignored it. Bruce was the last person she wanted to talk to right now.

"GO AWAY" she shouted from inside the shower, her voice bounced off the walls and Bruce cringed.

"Chloe please honey open the door" he said. Fumbling with the lock he jiggled the doorknob. She blasted the water and drowned his voice out. Cursing under his breath, he walked over to the kitchen grabbed a butter knife, shoved it into the lock with a twist and a push it opened. He smiled pleased with himself, and returned the knife back to the kitchen. Quietly he seated himself on the bed and waited for Chloe. After half an hour she stepped out of the shower, steam escaping through the open door. She spotted him and then looked at the door, "How did you?"

"Do you really think a lock that probably cost the landlord 8 dollars is going to keep Batman away?" he said voice dripping with sarcasm.

Chloe bunched up her towel and threw it at him, "Well pardon me for trying"

He took the wet towel off his face and glared at her in all her naked glory. "What?" she snapped. "This isn't my fault. Clark doesn't want me to be in your life," he said through gritted teeth. "That's not why I'm mad" she said putting on her underwear and bra, as if dressing in front of Bruce was the most natural thing in the world. "I'm angry because whenever Clark comes up in a conversation you roll your eyes or say something sarcastic. Really Bruce grow up, just because he's a total jerk to you doesn't mean that you should do the same to him" she wiggled into jeans, and noticed that she had gained some weight. Making a face at the mirror she put on her shirt and piled her hair on top of her head in a ponytail.

"Just please play nice" she kissed him and walked into the kitchen.

He sat there the whole time, speechless. One moment she had been angry and throwing stuff at him the next she was perfectly fine, she had even kissed him on the way out. He threw his hands up in the air and flopped on the bed.

Hormones.

"Is that it?" Bruce asked Chloe as he came up the stairs.

It was time to move on there was a baby on the way.

Clark loaded the last of the boxes into the pick up truck. Lois was leaning against the truck waiting impatiently for Chloe and Bruce. Jimmy kept looking at his watch, "They're going to be late," he said nervously. "Jimbo calm down, it's a private jet owned by Bruce where is it gonna go?" Lois said.

Back upstairs in the apartment Chloe was looking around, she had spent many years living here. She looked around the empty apartment its empty walls. Bruce came up behind her and placed a kiss on her tender neck. "Come on Chlo we have to get going" he said gently. She looked at the doorway that led to her bedroom, and remembered the kiss Clark had given her so long ago. She looked at the place where her couch had been and smiled as she remembered all the nights Clark had crashed in her apartment.

It had memories and she looked down sadly. Bruce stood by her side, gently enfolding her against him, "We have to go" he reminded her gently. She nodded and stepped away from him, taking one last look at her old life she walked down the stairs. Bruce closed the door and handed the key to the landlord. The man stared at him, shocked to find that Bruce Wayne the billionaire had been living in his complex.