At Wayne Manor, Selina walks into Bruce's room, finding him fast asleep, miraculously. Bruce had been in so much pain recently, sleep was almost impossible.
"I know you're there, Selina." He says quietly, not opening his eyes.
"How'd you know?" She says quietly.
"You smell like Narrows and cat food. It's actually quite nice after a while." Bruce says. Selina scoffs and rolls her eyes, smiling.
"Listen, I found Ivy again. She grew...again. Looks old enough to be my mom. She's really different, Bruce. I don't know what to think. She seems crazy." Selina says.
"Perhaps..." Bruce starts, sitting up slowly and leaning his back against the headboard "you should try to help her work on her issues. If she's truly gone off the deep end, maybe Captain Gordon can find a place for her to get the help she needs." Bruce says.
"I'm not sending her to Arkham. That hellhole is the last place she needs right now. She's aged 20 years overnight, her mind doesn't know what to do with all the weird hormones probably coursing through her right now, that's probably what's making her crazy. Hell knows, it's made me pretty crazy too. But she's still a 12 year in there. She's probably still scared by all of it. She needs a friend, not Arkham." Selina insists.
"It's your decision, Selina. I won't pressure you." Bruce says quietly, wincing as another abdominal cramp seizes him.
"Master Bruce, Dr Amesworth is here with your results from the blood test earlier today. He'll, Miss Kyle. See you still hold a grudge against the front door." Alfred says.
Dr Amesworth walks in with a document in her perfectly manicured hands. She sits on the edge of Bruce's bed, looking at him seriously.
"Mr Wayne, as your Butler here already told you, I am here with your test results." Dr.Amesworth says politely.
"What are the results, Doctor?" Bruce says quietly, nervous. If Jerome gave me something, I'll send him back to Arkham myself.
"Mr Wayne, You're pregnant." Dr Amesworth says professionally, handing Bruce the document.
"Okay, lady. That was a good one. Now tell him what's really wrong with him? Besides the mommy and daddy issues part, of course." Selina says, smirking.
"I'm serious, ma'am. You're friend here is very unique. I've only seen one other case like his before." Dr Amesworth says professionally. "Here's some prenatals and a list of do's and don't's. Call if you need anything. Oh, and call me tomorrow and we can schedule an ultrasound if you'd like." Dr Amesworth says politely, leaving a bottle of prenatals and another document on the bed.
"Whoa. You're only 15, Bruce. This is crazy." Selina says quietly, looking at the document in Bruce's hands with shock.
"Can I get you anything? Tea? Water?" Alfred asks, still slightly in shock.
"Tea. Chamomile. Thank you, Alfred." Bruce says quietly, putting a hand on his abdomen under the blankets.
Oh, if only Jeremiah knew what his little plan created....
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