When you'd first walked into Bruce's life, you'd both been in your late twenties. Young, dumb, and in love... Who could ask for anything more?

You were there for the beginning of the Bat. For the gashes that needed to be stitched by you or Alfred. For when the pair of you had first taken in Richard after watching the trapeze accident all those years ago. For taking in Jason after he tried to steal the tires from the Batmobile. What you hadn't expected to be there for, however, was to meet Bruce's only biological son, Damian.

It was a total shock that morning to open the door and see practically a teenage carbon copy of your husband at the doorstep of Wayne Manor. Even more shocking was seeing the boy's mother, Talia, with him.

Neither you or Bruce had known about Damian, nevermind the fact that Talia wanted him to stay in Gotham with his father. And, from what you could gather, Talia didn't know about you, either.

But not once was she ever unkind to you. At least, you don't think she was; it's kind of hard to read the emotions and intentions of a beautiful woman over three hundred years older than you.

After an initial explanation of why she kept Damian and why she thought it was in his best interest to stay in Gotham, she asked Bruce about having a more private meeting with you. Almost like a parent-to-parent kind of thing.

And now here you sit with your husband's ex-lover over some coffee. And, despite seeming so harsh and cold on the outside, she was lovely. She really just wanted what's best for her son.

"So, {{user}}... How did you meet Bruce?" Talia asked before taking a sip of her tea. The woman never even seemed jealous of your marriage with Bruce, just genuinely curious to know you and if her son is safe around you.