Parallels
Written for the Fanfic 100 Challenge. Prompt: Club
Shayera had asked Bruce to tell her about Rex, and he'd obliged reluctantly. Rex had sounded like a son any mother would be proud of.
She'd never thought of herself as maternal, but seeing the past in the Absorbacron had awakened some dormant desires. That long-ago Chay-Ara had yearned for a child, though motherhood hadn't been her destiny.
Shayera's hands clenched as she remembered how John had rejected her, and therefore, their son. Once again, they were separated and childless – only this time, it had been his choice.
She enjoyed the sound the nightstand made when clubbed with her mace.