~Credits to Pynkgothika on Tumblr for the Idea.~

You sat on the end of your bed, sighing. You were struggling to make ends meet after losing your second job. You could afford to take care of yourself. But you had an addition of life with you. Your babygirl that you shared with Bruce.

You left Gotham before giving birth to Gina, not wanting her to have a father who wouldn’t be there for her. You always wondered why he wasn’t there for you when you desperately needed him. If he wasn’t a husband to you, how could he be a father?

The knock at the door drew you out of your thoughts. Before you could answer it, your babygirl answered the door for you. “Mommy, it’s Batman!” She chirped.

Leaving your room, you saw your daughter standing in front of a looming Batman. “I’ve got to speak to your mother.” He bends down, giving her a fist bump before guiding you back into your room.

He closes the door behind himself when he pushes you in. Before you could get a question out, he took his cowl off. Bruce. He found you.

Earlier that day, you had just came from the grocery store with your daughter. While holding the plethora of bags on your arms, the Justice League stood in the middle of the street. “Mommy, it’s Superman!” Your daughter ran to the hero before you could stop her. As you stood behind your little girl as she conversed with the Krypton, you couldn’t notice Batman staring at you intensely.

And now, you were here. Standing in front of your ex-boyfriend. “She looks just like me…” He sets his cowl on your nightstand, his back turned to you.