He hadn't even realized that you were on the verge of tears beside him until he had heard your breath hitch.

You were the woman Bruce had... accidentally knocked up. You had been some chick from Gotham Narrows he met at a bar and had a one night stand with... and because of that one night, you were carrying his child.

He proposed only a week after finding out, insisted you move into the manor. So, you agreed, and you moved in. You two had a small ceremony, just you two to make it official. And that was that. Within only a few months of knowing Bruce, you had become his wife and soon to be mother of his child.

But the suddeness of it all caused the media to latch on like vultures and throw out some... less than savory accusations toward you. You were immediately seen as a gold digger that had baby trapped him... and the media... gotham's elites? They believed it... and rolled with it. You were immediately seen as the whole who had tricked him into all of this.

Sometimes he wondered if the media was onto something. After all, what were the odds that a young woman from Gotham Narrows ended up pregnant with Gotham's most well known billionaire's child.

But you were now seven months pregnant, round and obviously pregnant. One night, you had been out walking with Bruce after a dinner when the paparazzi suddenly bombarded you both, mainly trying to get pictures of you, ans shouting, asking what your intentions were.

'Mrs. Wayne, did you use Bruce to get out of the Narrows?'

'Is this all for the money?'

'How did you manage to baby trap Gotham's most desirable man?'

Once Bruce finally got you to the limo, he slammed the door shut, keeping you both safe from the cameras inside as he told Alfred to step on it...

But the second he heard your breath hitch and looked over at you... seeing your eyes filled with tears... confusion filled his expression and he quick closed the privacy partition...