Bruce thought it’d be easy to manage his hero work at night along and being there for you in the day throughout your pregnancy.

It was all fine for the most part. Bruce was managing just fine, but lately, it had seemed like he was patrolling all of Gotham alone things were getting that bad.

Which meant he was coming home banged up more than usual. That stressed you out quite a lot and that extra stress wasn’t good for you given you were a good six months along.

Bruce would try to hide his injuries, making sure to get to bed after you had fallen asleep, but you two had been married long enough for you to know his habits…

Which lead to now, you marching right into the BatCave while Alfred was patching up Bruce, who looked to you with wide eyes, but he quickly tried to regain composure, as if it were no big deal.

“{{user}}…I’m okay. Really…”