Chapter 6
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We continued sharing stories, either teenage life or life out of high school. "You can stop calling me Batman, I'm sure it's safe now." Bruce said. I nodded, "Are you hungry, I have leftover lasagna in the fridge from yesterday." I said. He nodded and I went to fix him a plate. I handed him the plate once it was done heating from the microwave. "Thank you." He said and went right ahead and began eating. "How did you meet Jonathan Crane anyways?" Bruce asked. "My junior year of high school, our prom was coming up and it seemed like everyone was taken, except for my crush at the time, his name's David. I got the courage to ask him out and he looks at me funny, and told me that there was no way he'd be caught with someone like me."
"That's when Jonathan yelled at him to leave me alone, David did just that and went away. Jonathan came up to me and apologized for what David did and since he and I were basically the only ones without a date, we decided to go together. He was still obsessed with his observation on fear, but it didn't control him back then." I said. Bruce nodded, "After the dance, you fell in love with Jonathan." He assumed. "I thought I did, I guess you could call it, 'dating out of sympathy'. But he loved me, more than anything at the time." I said. "And he still wants you, even though you made it clear that you didn't want him anymore." He observed. I nodded, "When I left him, he didn't want to believe it; he got down on both knees and started begging me not to go away. But I could still see that he was obsessed with his work, and what he intended to do."
Bruce got up and put the dish away, "Some people can't let go of everything." He said. I laughed, "You can't let go of me." I said. "That's different, you mean everything to me." He told me. "That's exactly what Jonathan said to me." I said. "Do you still have feelings for him?" Bruce asked out of nowhere. I shook my head, "You know that feeling you get when you see an old high school boyfriend and those leftover feelings come back? That's what happened." I said. He nodded, "That's how it was with Rachel, but she wanted to be with Harvey Dent and she ended up dieing because of it." He said. "Bruce, you can't blame yourself for that." I said. "It was entirely my fault, the Joker tricked me, I should've known, and I ended up saving Harvey instead of Rachel. I hope she's happy that I found someone else like you." He said. I nodded, "I'm sure she is."
"But I can't get my head out of what Harley Quinn said about me, being in that monstrous size, squeezing you. I did meant it as a hug, but to others I guess they s aw it as me trying to kill you, maybe I was and I didn't realize it." He said. I kissed him, "You weren't going to kill me, you looked at me and I could tell that your mind wasn't affected by the Titan." I said. The real Elena came bursting in, "Meghan, boss said to me to look after you, he said you were going to have a baby, is this true?" She asked. I nodded and showed her my baby belly.
"Did Mr. Wayne knock you up?" She asked, eyeing Bruce. I shook my head, "No." I said. "Was it that Batman that tried to kill you?" She asked. I shook my head, "It was Jonathan, Elena. He raped me." I told her. Her eyes went wide, "And you're just sitting here doing nothing?" She asked Bruce. "I already dealt with it, and he's not having anything to do with the child." He said. "Who's gong to look after Meghan's child?" Elena asked. "I am, I'm helping my fiancée with her baby." He said. 'Bruce, why did you do that for? Weren't we supposed to keep this one secret?' I asked myself. "Meghan, you and Bruce are engaged?" She asked. I nodded, "But you can't tell anyone, promise?" I said. She nodded, "Oh, I knew you two would be good, much better than that Batman."
She said good-bye and left. "Funny if she ever finds out." I said. Bruce laughed and nodded, "I wonder what she'd do." He said. "Probably nag at me on why I should leave you." I assumed. We both sat down, silent. "I think you'd be safer at Wayne Manor, if people like Harley Quinn and Jonathan Crane can sneak in, anyone can." He said. "But yet they haven't harmed me." I added. "Probably because I was there, or they want to see how the baby thing's coming, because once you have it, they'll try to take the baby away from us." He said. I nodded, "That's probably true. Alright, I'll move in with you." I agreed. Bruce smiled and got up, "Okay, I'll come by tomorrow to get your things, and alert Alfred that I'm going to have you live with me."
I nodded and he left. I went to my bedroom and looked at the mirror, I was getting bigger. I turned my attention to my closet and grabbed my suitcase. I opened and found one of Jonathan's very first love letters to me. 'I thought he had that. He must've snuck it into my suitcase.' I thought and put the letter on the nightstand. I packed simple clothes that would last me until I got the rest of my belongings. The phone rang, "Hello?" I answered. "Meghan, I forgot to tell you something." Bruce said. "What would that be?" I laughed. "I love you." He said, I could tell he was smiling. "I love you, too." I told him and he hung up. I went back to packing, but left a pair of pajamas for tonight.
My stomach began to growl, so I warmed up leftovers and began to eat. After that, I took a shower and went to bed. I had a dream where Bruce used the Titan formula on himself to protect me from Jonathan. But something was off about him, Bruce was much more furious, and he grabbed Jonathan and killed him. I woke up sweating, 'That's not possible, Bruce would never break his one rule no matter what.' I thought. But he almost did when he fought against my brother; he seemed to forget that rule, what's to say he won't do it again? I shook my head. I knew that wouldn't happen, Bruce doesn't have any Titan, so he wouldn't be able to use it.
My mind wandered off on the possibilities of my nightmare. 'Call Bruce, you need to talk to him.' My brain automatically suggested. I picked up the phone and dialed his number. "Hello?" Bruce picked up. "Sorry, did I wake you?" I asked. "No, I had trouble sleeping, same to you?" He replied. "Yeah, um, Bruce, do you still have any Titan?" I asked. "No I don't, why?" He asked. "Well, I had a dream that you still did, and you used it to protect me against Jonathan, but you broke your one rule and killed him." I said. He laughed, "As much as it pains me, I wouldn't kill him, even if he did deserve it; I'm not going to break my one rule, don't worry. I don't even have any Titan. I made sure all of it was gone when I tracked them all for Bane."
I laughed, "Let me guess, he wanted to keep it all for himself. Was he also in a toy factory?" I asked. "Yes and yes. I locked him in a room and destroyed the entire Titan. Even if there was one I missed, I have another cure that I batched up." He said. "Good, wouldn't want a rampaging Titan-sized citizens from everywhere." I said. "Yeah, that's something I don't want to put up with." He said. "Is that the reason you called? To see if I still had some Titan." He asked. "Yeah, I had a dream about it and I couldn't go back to sleep." I said. "You don't trust me." He laughed. "No, I do. It's just that I couldn't help but wonder if you did." I said. "I don't, do you need me over there? Because I can come, that way I can help you come move in with me quicker."
"Yes, that would be nice." I said. I wanted him here so he could hold me in his arms, where I feel most safe. He arrived ten minutes after we hung up. "That was fast." I mumbled as he came in. "No traffic at this time." He laughed and we went to bed. He held me in his arms; I smiled and closed my eyes. "It'll be like this every night once we're moved in." His voice calm and smooth. "Bruce, what do you want to name the baby?" I asked. "Thomas Ken Wayne." He answered. "Name him after our dads? That's typical." I laughed. "Well, what would you name the child, then?" He asked. "Gwyneth Anne." I replied. "That's a pretty name, actually." He agreed. I smiled and closed my eyes, "Meghan, there's someone at the window."
I opened to see Jonathan peeking in. Bruce groaned, "How many times do I have to tell him to stay away." He muttered and went to the window. "Go away! We're trying to sleep." He said. Jonathan shook his head, "I have a message for Meghan, from Bane." He said. "Give it to me, and I'll give it to her." He said. Jonathan slid the letter through the pane and Bruce grabbed it. "Okay, now leave." He ordered. He nodded and left, Bruce handed me the letter, and I began to read it;
Dear Meghan,
I heard that you're expecting Jonathan's child. Congratulations, I'd never thought I'd be able to have a younger sibling. If you and Batman would allow it, I'd like to see the baby.
Sincerely,
Bane
"Bane wants to see the baby." Bruce said. I nodded, "I should be getting a letter from my brother about it soon-"I stopped, I forgot that he's dead. "I almost forgotten, he's dead." My voice cracked. "Meghan, you're not over his death, are you? Meghan, I can take you to someone who can help you cope." He offered. "Then I need you, you're helping me cope." I said. "How am I helping you cope? I'm the one that let him die." He said. I nodded, "I know, but you just being here, holding me and talking makes me feel better." I said. He kissed my head, "If I were you, I'd be pretty mad at me." He said. "Only because you beat yourself up about things you need to let go on."
Bruce nodded, "I know, I'm not good with that type of stuff." He said. I kissed him, he kissed back and held me there for a long time. He rubbed my belly. "I'll make sure nothing bad happens to this child." He promised, looking into my eyes. I smiled, "Thank you." I whispered and fell asleep. I could feel Bruce's breath calm and steady, which meant he fell asleep, too. 'He already loves the child, even though it's not his.' I thought. I didn't really dream of anything that night. When I woke, I felt a whole lot better. I looked at myself in the mirror, 'I'm still getting bigger.' I thought. I looked at Bruce through the mirror, still sleeping. I silently walked to the kitchen to make breakfast