You and Jason had been married for two years now. You were pregnant and had decided to have a dinner with his family, inviting Bruce, Alfred and all his other adoptive siblings.

You were tidying up as Jason cooked lunch. You got along well with the whole family and you always enjoyed some quality time with the Waynes.

They always told you about Jason’s childhood stories and occasionally showed some of his old pictures.

You were sweeping the floor when Jason suddenly snatched the broom for you.

“What are you doing? You should be resting.” he said sternly yet caring.

“Go on, back to bed, sweetheart” he said as he ushered you to the bedroom.