Chapter 3: A Familiar Wake Up.

Selina woke up to the old familiar smell of delicious coffee. A familiar soft mattress beneath her. She then reached over and still felt an empty spot in the bed. She opened her eyes and looked around. She was in Bruce's room, in his bed, but there was no Bruce.

She tried to sit up, but she grunted in pain.

"Easy there." Bruce said, as he walked in. "You have three broken ribs, and three more that are fractured. You're gonna have to take it easy for a while."

"My head hurts too." She groaned as she laid back down.

"Yea, i'm guessing you have a mild concussion. Your hand is broken. And you might have a couple other problems."

"Shit, will i live or what?" She chuckled.

"You will, i'll make sure of that." He answered.

Selina looked at him. She felt like she had to say something. "Look Bruce, about what happened between us..."

"It's okay." He didn't want to hear it.

"No, it's not. I never told you why..."

"And you don't have too." He cut her off.

"Bruce..."

"I'll go get you some water." He walked out.

Soon Alfred came in. "A cup of coffee Miss Kyle?"

She smiled. "Yes, please."

"It's good to see you again Miss Kyle." He handed her the warm cup. "I just wish it was under better circumstances."

"It's always good to see you too." She took a sip of the coffee and smiled. It was just as good as she remembered. "This isn't weird is it? You know, you both taking care of me... even after what i did to him."

Alfred gave her a reasuring smile. "I'm glad to have you here again. And you shouldn't worry about Bruce. He enjoys playing doctor. It makes him feel like his father."

Selina set the cup down. "How is he?" She asked. "Honestly."

Alfred sighed. "You know i shouldn't answer that question. He wouldn't want me to."

"I know, Alfred. But i need to know."

Alfred nodded. "Well, you know Bruce. He's nearly impossible to read. He's to emotionally constipated. He bottles up all of his negative feelings until he goes off and nearly beats someone to death's door."

"That's what he did to Bane last night." She said, remembering the beating Bruce gave her attacker.

Alfred shook his head. "No Miss Kyle. That wasn't him losing control." He said. "That was him defending someone who he cares for."

"Has he ever fully lost control?" She asked.

A moment of silence passed before Alfred answered. "Only once Miss Kyle, did i see him lose control." He stood up and headed for the door. "And i never want to see him lose it again."

Bruce came back in a minute later. "Here, i got you some water and some pain pills." He said handing her both. She popped both the pills and washed them down with some water.

"How are you feeling?" He asked.

"Oh, I've had better days." She said with a light chuckle. He nodded and starred deeply into his eyes. He missed her. And she missed him. She missed everything about the life they were building together. It was tearing her about to see him again after selfishly breaking his heart. She needed to confess.

"I left because i was scared." She spat out.

"What?" He asked. He sat down next to her by the bed and cupped her hand with his.

Tears welled in her eyes. "I was scared Bruce. Scared of being too happy. Of losing all of it if something bad happened to one of us. Scared of hurting you. But most of all Bruce..." Tears rolled down her cheek. "I was scared of keeping you from being Batman."

Bruce caressed her cheek and wiped her tears away. "Why? Why would you think of a thing like that."

She tried to compose herself. "You were ready to give it all up. I could see it in your eyes. You were ready to give it all up... for me. And i knew i wasn't worth it. So i left to save Batman."

Bruce opened his mouth ready to tell her she was wrong. That he wouldn't give up Batman. But then he realized that, he would be lying. He realized she was right. He let out a heavy sigh and nodded.

"I guess you're right." He confessed softly. "I guess you're right."

"I love you Bruce." She cried. "I love you so much."

He leaned in closer to her. "I love you too."

"But i wouldn't able to live with myself. I can't be the girl that killed Batman. I'm just a thief. I'm not worth it." She cried

Bruce cupped her face in his hands. "You are to me."

They stared deep into each others eyes. Then they pressed their lips together in a passion filled kiss.