DISCLAIMERS/NOTES

1. This is a fan fiction based on characters owned by DC Comics. I DO NOT OWN THEM. This is just for fun.

2. This is a femslash story. If you don't like that sort of thing, you won't like this.

3. Just a reminder: the Supergirl in this story is not Kara Zor-El, but the post-Crisis Matrix with an altered backstory. For more information, see Disclaimers/Notes for the first chapter.

WAITING

"I can't believe how big you are already." Mary Batson-Trix tentatively hovered her hand infront of the tummy. "May I?"

Cassie Sandsmark raised an eyebrow. "Go ahead. Though be careful with the 'big' description."

Mary chuckled. "You can get your own back when I start showing." She then delicately placed her hand onto the betruding belly. "Wow," she breathed. "This is amazing. I can feel him moving."

"Tell me about it," said Cassie. "He kept me up for hours lastnight. I felt like he was doing somersaults."

Mary stared in wonder. "Wow... "

"Now, now, my dear," Martha Kent sighed. "Let the girl breathe."

Mary's eyes suddenly widened and she pulled her hand back as if near fire. "Holy moley! Cassie... I, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to intrude."

Wonder Girl rolled her eyes. "It's fine, Mary. I was the same with Diana. And she was carrying twins - so I could fit both hands on."

Mary giggled. "She's expecting again, right?"

"She must've used the lasso to get Batman to agree," Cassie laughed, nodding. "At least this time she's only having one. It's bound to be another girl. Do you know what you're having?"

Mary shook her head as she automatically put her hand to her own still-flat stomach. "Mae and I discussed it, but we'd rather not know. It's oldfashioned, perhaps, but we want it to be a surprise. We don't mind eitherway." She then turned to the elderly woman with them. "Martha, are there any cookies lef... "

"I told you, young lady," said Martha, nodding a finger. "You know that Mae gave me orders to stop you from filling yourself up before proper Thanksgiving dinner. I'm sure you can wait for the others to arrive." Mary dramatically pouted and groaned.

Cassie tried to stifle her mirth. "I can't believe you're having cravings already. Mine didn't start until I was showing."

Martha shook her head, though there was a twinkle in her eye. "Not only is she eating me out of house and home, but these cravings I can't ignore with earplugs."

Both young women looked at her questioningly. "You wear earplugs, Martha?" asked Cassie.

"My dear child, I live with a young married couple," sighed Martha. "I wear earplugs everynight."

Mary's cheeks threatened to burst. "Martha!" Her eyes darted between the two, as her hand went to her mouth in embarrassment. Cassie could not hold it in anymore, and erupted into laughter. Mary squinted at Martha, but the elderly woman simply stroked her arm. Sighing, Mary joined in in the levity. No one could stay mad at Superman's mother. "A... anyway... " she eventually stammered. "When... when are the others getting back? I'm hungry."

"Conner's doing some charity work," explained Cassie. "As you know, it's good for people to see us do more than just punch bad guys. He won't be long."

"Is he on his own?" Martha asked.

Cassie noticibly frowned. "No. With... Miss Martian." She looked away. "Again."

"Cassie," blinked Mary. "Are you OK?"

After a moment, Wonder Girl shrugged and tutted. "Yeah... yeah, I'm fine. Anyway, like I said - he's with some of the other Titans." She took a deep breath, then looked at Mary. "And Supergirl?"

"The Kryptonite Man hit the scene again today, of all days," grumbled the 21-year-old. "As she isn't Kryptonian, Mae insisted on helping Clark." She sighed sadly. "I wish I could help too."

"That reminds me," said Cassie. "Why didn't you become pregnant while in Marvel mode? Surely that would've helped ensure a healthy baby."

"Again, we talked about it," Mary said. "We decided it was for the best for me to remain normal. Changing back and forth might've done damage to the baby. And staying in Marvel mode wasn't really an option. It would've been a drain on Billy to support me using the power of Sh... " - she caught herself - "... the goddesses continually for all that time." She then smirked. "And besides, I would've got bored being stuck in my costume for nine months." However, her smile soon fell. "I hope she's alright... " Mary then gasped and turned her head. "Oh, Martha, I'm sorry. I hope they're both... " She was stopped with a soft and understanding pat by the elderly woman.

There was quiet for a moment, before Cassie spoke up. "Terra won't shut up about babies, either." At Mary and Martha's questioning look, she explained. "She can't stop staring at my belly. From what I've heard, she's trying to convince Powergirl that they should have one."

"Didn't Powergirl have a baby already?" Mary asked.

Wonder Girl shrugged again. "If she did, she never talks about it. You'd have to ask Diana or someone like that." An uneasy silence fell again; it was Cassie who once more broke it. "If things keep going the way they are, we're gonna have to start a new team. Justice League Babies or the Toddler Titans."

At that, Mary laughed. "That would be hilarious. A third of the team would just be Zatanna and Catwoman's kids."

"I'm still amazed at that pairing," wondered Cassie. "I grew up reading about heroes and villains, and... well, I still always think of Catwoman as the latter."

"Love knows no bounds, my dear," said Martha. "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go check on the turkey." She went and headed towards the kitchen.

Mary called back to her retreating form. "Martha, could you... "

"No cookies," came the over-the-shoulder reply.

The 21-year-old audibly huffed. Cassie put a hand on her shoulder and grinned. "If it makes you feel any better, she's just as strict with me."