I Am Super And Wonder

the day when 'she' was born

"CLARK!" Diana Prince's voice boomed across the Wayne Manor to call her husband, Clark Kent as she felt the contraction had begun.

She groaned in pain as she felt another contraction at her lower body and she tried as hard as she could to control her breathing. Her hand clutched the sheets as if her life was depending on it while her other hand rested on top of her huge belly, hoping to assure her unborn child.

A whoosh of air was heard at the door as Clark Kent rushed towards the guestroom that Bruce Wayne had provided for them. Panic was the only thing written on the Man of Steel's face as he watched his dear wife on the king-sized bed, groaning in pain.

"Diana. What's wrong?" He tried to stay calm but his tone betrayed him. He went to his wife's side in a blink and hold her hand.

Diana closed her eyes shut as another wave of pain shot through her lower body. She gripped Clark's hand tightly that if he was a normal human being, she could crush his bone to pieces.

"Clark... the baby... the baby is coming." She replied through the pants.

Clark felt his blood run cold as soon as the words flowed out from Diana's mouth. "W-what?!"

"Clark!"

Footsteps were heard coming towards their room and seconds later, Bruce Wayne appeared at the door with confusion and panic painted on his chiseled face. "Clark? Diana? What's wrong?"

"I-I... Di-Diana..." Clark stuttered, looking at Bruce and back to Diana. He was panicking and it was obvious. His whole body was shaking and he could hear his heart pumped loudly against his chest. His world was about to turn upside-down; better, as he was going to be a father.

If the pain was bearable for her, Diana could have roll her eyes at her stuttering husband. "The baby!" She couldn't hold it anymore.

Bruce's dark grey eyes went wide. "Already?"

"W-what... what are we going to do? WHAT AM I SUPPOSE TO DO?!" Clark exclaimed, his face was dead pale. "I don't know how. I-I never done it before."

Before Bruce could say anything, Alfred came to his side, looking suprised at the two heroes, who has saved the world countless of time, panicking over childbirth. The butler's face showed amazement.

"Well, I must say that I'm quite suprise that even The Great Superman and Batman are afraid--"

"Alfred!" Bruce cut him off before he could finish his sentence. "What are we suppose to do?"

"Master Wayne, could you please bring me a couple of towels and a bowl of warm water." Bruce was about to protest but Alfred gave him the 'No buts' look and the last Wayne immediately went out of the room without a word.

The butler walked towards the bed and stood next to Clark who was beginning to sweat. "As for you, Mr. Kent. I would advice you to stay outside of the room. It will be easier for Mrs. Prince to deliver."

Clark turned to Diana and saw her nodded at him. He let out a defeat sigh and leaned over her to give her a give on her sweaty forehead. "I'll be outside for you. I love you."

"I... love you... too." Diana panted and groaned as another contraction attacked her.

"Alfred, I got all the stuff." Bruce ran into the room with towels and a bowl filled with water in his hands.

The butler nodded. "Thank you, Master Wayne. Can you please put them at the nightstand?"

Bruce obeyed his butler and put everything on the wooden nightstand. He straightened his spine and asked, "Okay, then?"