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The moment Flash and Wonder Woman broke the news to you that Bruce had passed, you didn't believe them at first. Not until you saw Superman bring over Bruce's body.

Everyone had to take a step back to let you scream in horror as you held your husband's cold body to you. Your kids cried with you as you held onto Bruce. Alfred fell onto his knees next to you, touching Bruce's cheek with his hand to see if he was really gone.

"Can't we bring him back? We can bring him back," you say, looking over at Damien.

"Ummi. We can't use the Lazarus Pit on father. We don't know what it can do to him," Damien tells you.

"He's right mom. Bruce could kill us or worse," Jason tells you.

"Please. I can't live without him. Despite everything, I need him," you begged.

"Mom, we can't do that to Bruce," Dick tells you. You let out another cry before placing one last kiss on your husband's cold lips.

Alfred and the kids helped create a story on how the Bruce Wayne died from an accident gone wrong while vacationing. And they helped you with the funeral arrangements while taking care of Martha.

"He needs to be buried with his parents. No exceptions," you say.

"Of course."

"Just family and close friends. I want traffic control fifty feet away from the house too" you tell them.

"Understood."

The day of Bruce's funeral, you held Martha's hand as you stared at Bruce's casket. Everyone walked over to give their condolences but you continued to wonder when you were going to wake up from this nightmare.

"Dami. When is daddy coming back?" Martha asked her older brother.

"Not for a long time. So we need to be good for ummi from now on okay?"

"Okay."

-

You waved your hand in front of your closet. A shimmering door appeared, allowing you to walk inside to where you kept all the hearts of the villains in Gotham. With each heart, you ordered for them to find Bruce's killer and to report back to your base outside of Gotham.

You sat on your throne as the goons of the villains came back to you with updates. Harley and Ivy stayed by your side with Harley trying to make you feel better.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Ivy asked.

"My husband is dead. I no longer have a moral compass anymore," you tell her.

"He wouldn't have wanted this," Ivy reminds you.

"I know. But he's not here to watch his daughter grow up. He's not here to protect Gotham anymore. So I will do what I must."

"Look what I delivered!" Joker announced as he brought in a man with rope tied around his upper body.

"And what did you deliver, Joker?" You asked.

"This man, is the reason why we no longer have Batman," Joker said with a laugh. "Can you believe it? This man here, managed to kill our beloved Batman!"

You walked over to the man as he glared over at you.

"If you think I'm afraid of-"

Before the man could answer. You quickly reached into his chest, ripping his heart out of his body using your magic. The glowing red heart thumped against your hand as the man stared at you with wide eyes.

"You all can have your little fun with him. Shoot him. Cut him. Torture him. I do not care. You have one day," you tell them as you began to walk away.

"You heard her boys!" Joker yelled in excitement.

-

You walked back to the warehouse where the man who was responsible for your husband's death looked up at you.

"Kill me. Please."

"You killed my husband. And now you will suffer for the rest of your life. Your heart is mine so you can't die. You can still feel the pain but no matter what, you won't be able to die," you tell him. You used your magic to clean him up before taking a photo of him.

You took out a computer before uploading a picture of him on a bounty site. You set the bounty as five hundred million dollars for anyone who can kill him. Before you could press publish, you turned the computer over to him.

"I'll be gracious and give you a one hour head start. You have one hour to either leave Gotham, get as many weapons as you can to defend yourself, or hide. Either way, this goes out to every country. You can try to come for me but I advise against that. If you come after me or my family, I will crush your heart and you will die," you tell him, taking a seat. You undid the ropes on his body making him rub the areas the rope tightly bounded him.

"It's too late to apologize isn't it?" The man asked.

"It is. I can't bring my husband back to life. So you will suffer like how I suffered," you tell him.

You set up a timer before showing him your computer.

"Better start running," you sung.

You watched as the man began to run out of the warehouse, not caring where he went. No matter where he went, he was faced with an endless doom.

"Mom," you heard. You looked over to see your kids standing behind you in their hero costumes.

"Hi kids."

"You're the Queen of Hearts?" Damien asked, slightly heartbroken.

"I did a good job hiding it from you kids huh?" You asked.

"Impressively. But mom, why?" Jason asked.

"Do you know how many times I've asked your father to be careful when he was Batman? Do you know how many times I've cried and worried for him? When the opportunity came, I should've told your father. I should've told him that I had the powers to control people by their hearts among some other things. But did I? No. I didn't. Why? Because I saw it as an opportunity. To protect you kids. To protect the family," you tell them.

"Have you killed anyone?" Tim asked.

"Do you have proof that I killed anyone? The place I keep Gotham villains' hearts, you can never get to it without me. If you want to arrest me, fine. Arrest me. Just know, I can always kill them no matter where I am," you warned.

"I'm not gonna arrest you mom. You know what I did and Bruce knew," Jason said, walking over to you. He leaned against the table next to you.

"Why did you let him go though? Why did you let the man who killed Bruce go?" Dick asked.

"As long as I have his heart, he won't die," you tell them. "Don't worry, I plan on getting my revenge for your father."

"So what now? You're just going to kill every villain in Gotham now?" Tim asked.

"I could. But first, I want to grieve," you tell them.

"We'll grieve with you ummi. I... I just can't believe you would hide something this big from us," Damien tells you.

"I didn't want to hide it at first. But you kids kept missing so much in life, I wanted it to stop. Harley, Ivy, and Selina helped me gather the hearts when I told them about my powers."

"You teamed up with Selina?" Cassandra asked.

"She agreed for the sake of our family."

"But you're going to stop... right?" Stephanie asked.

"I will do what I will for our family. Just know that," you tell your kids.

Your timer went off, making you look down at the computer. You pressed the publish button before looking at your kids.

"I'm going home. My job is done here," you tell them before summoning a door that looked similar to your master bedroom door.

"You're able to teleport?" Duke asked in shock.

"In a way. I can summon doors from places I have been that would allow me to go back there. With the sole exception of my heart chamber," you tell them before walking in. "Finish patrol and come home."

You made the door disappear before heading to the bathroom to shower. Once you were refreshed and into new clothes, you headed to Martha's room where she lied asleep in her bed.

"I see you started the hunt," Alfred said, looking down at his phone.

"Mhm. Though, I'm giving him two weeks before I end it," you tell him as you put the blanket over Martha. You kissed her head before walking out of the room, closing her door behind you.

"Get some rest, Ms. Y/n. You have a long day ahead of yourself tomorrow," Alfred reminds you.

"I know. You should rest too Alfred.”

“I will. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight.”

You walked over to your room and sat on a chair by the fireplace. You stared at the fire, wanting to be alone with the light and the crackling noise. The bedroom door opened, turning your attention over to see Dick walk in.

“Mom. Can we talk?”

“Sure.”

Dick walked over and sat on the chair next to you.

"I know things have been rough for you and for us. But you're not alone mom. You know that right?" Dick asked.

"Of course I do. But as much as your father praised on seeing what's right, it got him killed. And I would be damned if you kids get hurt or worse, killed while on patrol. So I will do what I will if it means protecting you kids. Even if it means I have to kill anyone who dares to hurt you," you tell him.

"Can you really live with that?" Dick asked.

"Yes. I can full heartedly say that I can live with that."

"I just want to make sure that you're okay with that," Dick tells you.

"I know you're looking out for me too but you don't need to worry about me. I'll be okay."

"Okay. I should get some sleep and so should you. Goodnight mom. Love you."

You sat by the beach where you wanted to grab some fresh air. You felt cooped up in the castle and there was nothing to do at the moment. Sometimes you missed your small village where you lived where you did so much to keep yourself busy.

“You’re looking good for your age,” you heard. You looked over to see Ace standing nearby.

“I don’t know whether to be offended or flattered,” you tell him with your arms crossed. He walked up to you before tilting his hat up so you can see his face better.

“You know you love me,” Ace smiled happily.

“Uh huh.”

“It’s good to see you ma,” Ace said as he hugged you tightly.

“Hi Ace,” you say as you hugged him back. “What are you doing over here?”

“Luffy gave me news that you were living here now. And that you were married. Thought I’d see you again,” Ace says.

Ace was surprised when Luffy had told him the news that Dracule Mihawk, one of the seven warlords of the seas and the world's greatest swordsman, had intentions of marrying you. So he wasn't surprised when you had sent a letter to Ace saying that you had gotten married and was living in Kuraigana Island now. So, Ace decided to finally meet with you and check in to make sure you were truly happy.

"Not surprised. He's the only one out of the three of you who keeps me updated with what's going on," you scolded at him.

"Why write when I can visit you in person? Plus, I brought you souvenirs," Ace tells you, holding a bag up.

Like Luffy, Ace saw you as a mother figure. While you did your best to keep track of the two along with Sabo, there was no doubt that the three wanted to become pirates. But they did love and respect you as you encouraged them to follow their dreams.

“Are you hungry? I can make you something for now,” you offered.

“You know I’ve always loved your cooking,” Ace tells you.

“I know. You, Luffy, and Sabo would always beg me to cook so much.”

“In all fairness, Luffy did have a bottomless stomach,” Ace tells you. You laugh at the knowledge.

“I know. Come on. Let me introduce you to my husband.”

“Okay.”

You walked back to the castle while Ace told you of his adventures. Your arm was linked with his as you two headed into the castle.

"Honey? Are you here?" You called out. You saw Dracule walk over to you and Ace with a questionable look.

“And who is this?” Dracule asked you as he looked over at you and Ace.

“One of my other foster children. This is Ace. I’ve taken care of him along with Luffy and another boy name Sabo when they were younger," you tell your husband. "He's a pirate as well so I expect you two on good behavior."

"Of course," Ace said.

"For you, always," Dracule said, kissing your head.

"I'll go cook some dinner then. Ace, feel free to wash up," you tell him.

"I will."

"Can he stay for a night?" You asked.

"Of course. Whatever makes you happy," Dracule agreed.

"Thank you!" You say, giving him a quick kiss.

“Luffy was right. You are happy with him,” Ace mentioned.

“Is that a bad thing?”

“No. We’ve always wanted you to be happy.,” Ace tells you.

“Thank you sweetie. Now go wash up. Dracule, can you show him to a room please?"

"Of course."

As you walked into the kitchen, Dracule and Ace stared each other down.

"So, you're the man my ma decided to marry. Luffy has told me about you," Ace tells him.

"If you're here to check on your mother and make sure I'm not harming her, I can assure you that I am treating her with the upmost respect," Dracule assured him.

"I know. I have never seen her that happy before. But know this. If she wants out, I will drop everything and get her. She's our ma and we care about her more than ourselves," Ace tells him.

"I understand. Let me show you to a room. I know she appreciates you being here to see her," Dracule says.

"Thanks."

During dinner, you sat across from Ace as he told you more of his adventures and how he ran into Luffy in Alabasta sometime after Luffy had visited you. Dracule sat quietly at the head of the table, enjoying the dinner you made.

"So, ma. Are you planning on having any kids of your own with your husband here?" Ace asked.

"Ace. That's not an appropriate question to ask," you warned.

"I'm just saying. It'll be cool to have a younger sibling," Ace tells you.

"If your mother would like a child, I wouldn't protest in giving her one. But if she does not want a child, I will not pressure her to change her mind," Dracule tells him.

"We're still newlyweds. We'll give it a moment before we discuss on having children," you tell Ace.

"Well if you do decide to have one, write to me ma and I will make sure that kid has a cool hat like me and Luffy," Ace smiled.

"I'd love that," you chuckled.

"Oh. Ma. I got you some stuff throughout my travels," Ace tells you, handing you a bag of items he had collected.

"You didn't have to do that," you tell him.

"I wanted to."

"Well thank you."

"Luffy added a couple things in there as well."

"You boys are too sweet."

Ace stayed with you for another day before leaving. You stood by the dock as you hugged Ace tightly.

"Be safe out there," you tell him.

"I will. Love you ma."

"Love you too. Come visit again soon."

"I will."

You walked back to the castle where your husband was waiting for you.

"Can we talk?" Dracule asked you.

"About?"

"Us having a child. I love you, Y/n. And if this is something you want or don't want, I support your decision," Dracule tells you.

"Thank you. But I think I would like for us to wait a year before we have a child. I just want to spend time with just you alone. And besides, there is no harm in practicing on making a baby," you tell him with a small smile.

"I agree. There's no harm in practicing. Should we start practicing on making a baby now?" Dracule asked.

"If you're not too busy," you teased.

It was nice whenever the crew visited a new town. Experiencing a new culture. Breathing in the new air. And meeting new people. But for you, it was being able to set foot in a new place that you had never been before.

You were the jack of all trades in the group. But you mostly the tailor and quartermaster of the crew. While you were a skilled fighter, you were really there to explore the world with your best friend, Luffy.

Ever since you two were kids, you both yearned to journey out to the sea. While Luffy's dream was to become king of the pirates, you wanted to see the world and see new places.

"I can get the necessities without help. Might be faster for me to get it myself anyway," you tell the crew as the ship docked at Loguetown.

"You'll be okay by yourself?" Sanji asked.

"Yeah. If anything, let's all meet here at the end of the day," you assured him.

"If you need help, just call my name and I will be there in an instant," Sanji smiled lovingly to you.

While you were used to Sanji's flirting, you couldn't help but view him as a friend and a friend only.

"I know you will," you smile.

You handed the money to everyone so they can go shopping and get their necessary supplies. Of course, giving a little extra to Nami so she can get you both clothes.

You headed to the market to get the supplies needed for the sailing ahead to the Grand Line. You grabbed some new needles, thread, and some fabric that was on sale before heading out of the store. You began to head to the pharmacy for first aid materials but stopped when you heard a familiar voice.

"I see that you're still beautiful as the last time I saw you."

You looked over to the side to see Buggy leaning against the wall next to you. Your eyes widen as you stared at the pirate captain as he stood up straight, coming closer to you.

"Buggy?" You asked, still in shock.

"Said I owe you a date remember?" Buggy asked, holding a flower up to you.

Instead of the smile that Buggy missed on your face, Buggy didn't expect the slap in the face from you. He looked back at you in shock.

"You clown ass! I help you get your body back and instead of helping us fight Arlong's fish crew, you ran off! What the hell!" You yelled at him.

"I'm sorry. I can explain," Buggy said.

"Okay. Explain," you said, crossing your arms at him.

"Okay. I can't really explain but hey! Why don't I take you on that date I promised you?" Buggy asked.

"I have to get back to my crew. Now if you don't mind," you said as you began to walk back. You felt one of Buggy's hands grab your wrist before bringing you back to him.

"Come on sweetheart. I miss your beautiful face."

You rolled your eyes at him. "Uh huh. Sure."

"I'm serious. Look, just a moment alone with you is all I'm asking," Buggy pleaded.

"I have to get back or else my friends will come and find me," you tell him.

"Five minutes. That's all I'm asking," Buggy begged.

You looked over at him with a glare.

"And why should I trust you?" You questioned,

"Fair point. But please. Five minutes," Buggy begged.

"Fine. Five minutes," you agreed.

"I got a carnival set up."

"I said I'd give you five minutes and you're already down to four minutes and forty five seconds."

"Okay! Okay! Look, I couldn't stop thinking about you. Was I an ass? Sure. But look, I would never hurt you," Buggy says.

"But you would hurt my friends. Especially Luffy. Look Buggy, whatever we have, it's not going to work out," you tell him.

"And if I don't hurt your friends? Then will you think about joining my crew and being with me?" Buggy asked.

"I'm in this adventure with my friends. I'm not going to change my mind because you asked me too."

Buggy frowned as he stared at you.

"How long are you in this town for?"

"I'm just getting last minute supplies for our ship."

"How about this? Let me spend time with you going shopping and if there's still time left, let me take you out for dinner," Buggy said.

"Do you even have the berry for it?" You asked.

"Of course I do! Come on sweets," Buggy begged.

"Fine," you say, rolling your eyes.

"Yes! I'll even hold the bags," Buggy said.

"That's the bare minimum," you tell him.

"Whatever. As long as I get to spend time with you, I'll take it," Buggy smiled.

True to his word, Buggy held the bags with your supplies. You quickly dropped them off to the ship before returning to Buggy.

"I need to meet with my friends soon so better make the dinner worth my while," you teased.

"Come on toots," Buggy smiled as he held his hand out for you. You rolled your eyes, taking the offer and holding his hand.

The restaurant Buggy took you too wasn't too full. Luckily, you two were able to get a table in the corner.

"So, beautiful. How's life in the sea?" Buggy asked.

"I'm enjoying it. Any tips so far?"

"As long as you're a good fighter, you don't have to worry," Buggy tells you.

"I'm a good fighter. Pretty handy with knives which I also need to get," you tell him. You usually kept your knives well close to you but you had lost a few in some fights before.

"Tell you what, as a 'sorry for leaving you after you helped me get my body back' gift, I will pay for the best knives money can offer," Buggy offered.

"Dinner and a gift? Oh my," you smiled.

"Forgive me yet?" Buggy asked.

"Maybe."

After dinner and Buggy spending his berry on a good set of knives for you, he walked you over to a carnival.

"Wow. Is this how you're making berry?" You teased.

"A little."

"Well okay. So why did you bring me here?" You asked.

"Thought you'd want to go on a ride. Play a couple games," Buggy offered.

"Okay!"

You got to play a couple carnival games before taking a ride on the carousel. The carousel stopped, showing Luffy in front of you.

"Luffy?"

"Y/n? You found the execution platform and didn't tell me?"

"It wasn't exactly planned."

“Besides, now that you’re here, I can continue the next step of our plan,” Buggy smiled.

“Our plan?” You asked confused.

“Oh honey bunny!” Buggy called out. You looked over to see Captain Avilda walk out.

“Honey bunny? You’re seeing her when you took me out?!” You asked angrily, fury in your eyes as you glared at Buggy.

“You know you’re my number one girl,” Buggy said quickly, looking at you with a smile.

You let out a scoff, shoving him away as you walked over to Luffy.

“We need to get out of here,” you tell him, getting your knives out for a fight.

“But I want to see where Gol D. Roger died,” Luffy whined.

“Luffy. Look up. There it is. Now we need to go!” You tell him, pointing at the execution platform.

You felt your body get pulled back before you felt cuffs on your wrists. Looking up with a glare, you stared at Buggy as he kissed your cheek.

"Don't give me that look baby. You know you're my number one girl," Buggy says.

"Fuck off," you tell him.

"Let me just kill your friend really quickly and I will make it up to you," Buggy tells you. You struggled to get out of the cuffs as you looked over at Luffy with worry.

Luckily for you both, your friends came just in time during the "trial". Sanji quickly got you out of the cuffs, allowing you to fight along side everyone else.

"Luffy!" You yelled the moment you saw him and Buggy on the execution platform. You watched as Luffy announced his name and declared his goal to everyone.

You continued to fight, still trying to keep an eye on Luffy. You watched as Luffy began to laugh, saying how he was dead, before lightning struck the platform. You saw Buggy's body disperse to avoid getting hurt and Luffy fall from the platform when the lightning destroyed the wooden structure. You caught Buggy's head as it landed on you.

“So… can I get a third chance?” Buggy asked with a smile. You let out a scoff before tossing his head away.

“I’ll make it up to you!” Buggy called out.

“Uh huh.”

You walked over to Luffy, giving your best friend a hug.

"We need to get back to the ship," you tell him.

"Hold it! You're all under arrest by the authority of the Marines," a man with white hair announced as he walked over.

"There's an exit that way. Get the hell out of here!" A guy with green hair tells you all.

"Thanks," Luffy smiled before leading you away.

"So you and the clown?" Zoro asked you.

"I think he's better off as just a head," you tell him before running off with Luffy and Sanji.

Buggy got his body back together before rushing off to find you. He spotted you on your ship as you got the sails ready to leave. You noticed Buggy in the distance. He blew you a kiss, making you roll your eyes before catching it. Buggy smiled as you pretended to put his kiss in your pocket before taking off once Nami and Usopp got on the ship.

Buggy always thought life was unfair to him. Ever since he was a kid with you and Shanks. While he liked you, you liked Shanks.

Sure Shanks was better looking and a better pirate but Buggy knew you better and could make you laugh. You were able to confined in him no matter what it was. But he wished he was more for you.

So when the three of you went your separate ways, Buggy wasn’t surprised when you went with Shanks. That was until he was somehow captured and founded by you after escaping Arlong Park thanks to the Straw Hats.

“Well, well, well. If it isn’t my old friend Buggy,” you teased as you stared down at him.

“Hello beautiful,” Buggy smiled up at you. Because he was in love with you, he made sure he was never on your bad side.

“What should we do with him captain?” One of your girls asked as they looked at you.

“I got this,” you tell them as you dragged Buggy to your quarters. You sat him on a chair as you closed the door.

“I take it you and Shanks aren’t together anymore?” Buggy asked you, noticing the clean quarters and no sign of Shanks anywhere.

“We had a fun run. But sadly, I wasn’t good enough for him,” you explained with a small frown.

“His loss really."

“Aren’t you so sweet as always?” You asked as you pinched his cheek.

“So you gonna untie me?”

“I gotta ask, what happened with you?” You questioned him.

“Ugh, stupid kids. One of them was wearing a similar straw hat like our Shanks,” Buggy tells you.

“Ah. You met Luffy,” you giggled.

“Oh no. You know the little brat?” Buggy asked. You flicked his head causing him to let out a shout.

"Don't disrespect him like that."

“Okay. Okay. I’m sorry.”

“Where’s your crew?” You asked him.

“Don’t know. And I need help finding them again,” Buggy tells you.

“If I help you, what do I get out of it?” You asked.

“I won’t attack you and your crew,” Buggy offered.

“Buggy, you and I both know I can take you down no matter what.”

“Only cause I let you,” Buggy scoffed.

You untied him from the ropes before patting his cheek.

“Got to say, you’ve gotten cuter since the last time I saw you,” you tell him.

“Believe it or not, I’m single,” Buggy said. You smiled softly up at him before looking away.

"You know, it's funny. I sometimes think it should've been us instead of me and Shanks. You always knew how to make me feel loved," you tell him before leaving. Buggy's smile fell a little. Was this finally his chance?

He walked out to see your crew of women either cleaning, practicing their swordsmanship, or relaxing. He spotted you on the top as you pointed to a direction in the ocean as you talked to one of your women.

"Can we talk?" Buggy asked you the moment he got up to you.

"We can talk later tonight. Got a ship to run," you tell him.

"Okay."

For once, Buggy stayed out of trouble. But yet again, he did it for you. Once night fell and all your girls went to bed, Buggy met with you on the top of the ship where you sat and looked up at the stars.

"I remember always finding you up here when it was night and you would watch the stars," Buggy says as he sat next to you.

"Still my favorite thing to do. I'm surprised you remember," you tell him.

"Did you mean what you said?" Buggy asked.

"What?"

"That it should've been me instead of Shanks?" Buggy asked.

"It was just a thought."

"And if I told you that I've been in love with you since we were kids?" Buggy asked.

You looked at Buggy with a slightly surprised look.

"You have?"

"Yeah. But you were too busy making googly eyes at Shanks," Buggy said.

"And what if I told you I was willing to give you a chance?" You asked.

"You would give a clown like me a chance?" Buggy asked with a scoff.

"You're actually a nice guy who cares for others. Also, you're better than some of the men I've met after Shanks," you pointed out.

"I don't know about that. I gotta find my crew and then we gotta do our own sailing to find the One Piece before you," Buggy teased.

You smile softly before nudging him.

"I'm kidding. You wanna combine crews and we can find the One Piece together?" Buggy asked.

"I'm more here for the adventures but why the hell not," you joked. Buggy smiled before kissing the top of your head.

"So can I call you my girl now?" Buggy asked.

"I'll think about it," you joked. Buggy laughed a little before ruffling your hair.

"You're so mean," you chuckled.

"You know you love me," Buggy smiled. You smiled back up at him before leaning your head on his shoulder. You felt Buggy wrap his arm around your waist, kissing your temple. "Besides, I can treat you much better than Shanks."

Simon knew the difference between loving you and training you. And luckily for him, you knew the difference too. It was just hard for you when it came to positions you needed to learn without using your powers.

“Again,” Simon says.

“Can we take a break? Please?” You whispered.

“Tell you what, one more time and we’ll break.”

Simon needed to push you. But not as hard as other superiors did when they trained you while Simon was out on the field for missions. He came back early once to find you almost killing a superior who had yelled at you too harshly during training.

“Fine.”

You took in a deep breath as Simon marched over to you. You quickly dodged his swing, knocking him down from his legs.

Simon smirked from under his mask as he looked up at you.

“Now we can take a break,” Simon tells you. You smiled softly before leaning down. You lifted his mask to reveal his lips before kissing him.

Your confidence has gotten up more since Simon found you. While there were times you would get timid from new experiences, Simon was there to guide you through. And you were glad that you were breaking out of your shell.

“This training sucks," you mumbled in between his lips. Simon pulled away as he sat up.

"I know. But I need you to be a strong fighter in the field."

"I don't want to fight," you say.

"I know. If I could take you far away where it'll just be us two, I would."

"How much longer do I need to do this?" You asked.

"They can't keep you on their side forever."

"I wish I can leave this place."

"I know."

"So what's next on the training agenda?" You asked.

"Still need to work on your fighting but we can also do target practice," Simon explains.

"So fighting today and then target practice tomorrow?"

"Yeah. Remember, this week is training with me before they send over another trainer for you while I'm out on a mission," Simon tells you.

"Okay," you nodded.

-

You still weren't used to shooting a gun. The kickback was really the one thing you weren't used to. And the loud bang that came when you shot it. In fact, you began to question if the noise cancelling headphones were even noise cancelling.

You put the gun down before looking up at Simon. He took off the headphones, letting you know that you can take them off as well.

"You're doing better than in the beginning. But your aiming needs work," Simon tells you.

"I'll work on it," you tell him.

"But you're getting better in getting used to shooting a handgun. Next time, we'll get you used to bigger guns."

"They have a bigger kickback huh?" You questioned.

"Yes. That's why I'll show you how to properly hold it. Not like in the movies we watch," Simon explains.

You gave him a nod. Simon put the headphones back on you before back on himself.

"Load up the gun and try again," Simon yelled loud enough for you to hear. You nodded before loading up the gun and aiming at the target.

-

"How is she doing?" Price asked Simon.

"She's doing good so far. A fast learner but I can tell she's still hesitant on the guns," Simon explained.

"How is she in fighting?" Price asked.

"Doing better too. She's with Johnny and Gaz right now at the gym. Told them to help her with building a work out routine and to teach her some other fighting moves that'll help her in the field," Simon tells him.

"Think she'll be ready for the next mission?" Price asked.

"I know she'll get better. But at the moment, no. She still struggles at certain things and I can't have her being a liability in the field."

Simon knew you would be able to handle yourself. Just not now. But it was fine. You weren't used to the life he's buried himself into.

"Got it. I'll let her handlers know what to focus on next while we're gone," Price tells him. "Other than that, you're good to go."

Simon gave his captain a nod before heading over to the gym. He spotted you sparring with Johnny while Gaz stood to the side. Simon walked over to Gaz just as you were able to pin down Johnny onto the group.

You let out a gasp as you stared at Johnny.

"I did it!" You tell him.

"Good job lass. Nicely done."

You got off of Johnny before helping him up. You noticed Simon standing next to Gaz.

"Simon! Did you see me?" You asked happily.

"I did. Good job mouse," Simon complimented.

"Thanks. Is it time to call it a night?" You asked, catching your breath a little.

"Yeah. Come on."

"Thank god. Bye Johnny. Bye Gaz. Thank you for helping me," you thanked the two before grabbing your stuff and heading out with Simon.

"She took you down without her powers right?" Gaz asked.

"Yeah. I didn't feel anything."

"She's going to be one scary little mouse the moment she's able to fight with and without her powers," Gaze points out.

"And has LT as her guard dog? I hate to be the lass who dates their kid," Johnny mentions.

You noticed something was wrong the moment you saw the front door when you got back from running errands. You grabbed the gun in your bag before walking in, armed and prepared. You looked around the apartment, only to find the place a mess. As if someone was looking for something. Once you were in the all clear, you looked around once more.

"Bucky?" You called out.

You quickly took our your phone to call Bucky. Unfortunately, the call went to voicemail. You tried once more but it continued to go to voicemail. You called Steve quickly, knowing something was wrong.

"Hello?"

"Steve. It's Y/n. Please tell me Bucky's with you," you say.

"He's not. What's wrong?"

"Our home was broken into. It's a mess and no signs of blood or anything like that," you tell him.

"I'm on my way. Stay where you are," Steve tells you.

"Hurry."

By the time Steve and Sam got to your home, you were grabbing what you could to go rescue Bucky.

"We'll get him back, Y/n," Steve tells you.

"I know. Because I'm burning Hydra back to hell for taking Bucky away from me," you tell him before walking out of your apartment.

You didn't stop for anything. The moment you, Steve, and Sam made it back to the Avenger's tower, you went straight to the lab to create new dice for when you went to rescue Bucky.

Normally, you followed (and fixed on some areas) your father's instructions with the dice weapon you use on missions. But this time, you made sure your dice would set off a large explosion or do major damage, no matter what number it landed on.

The moment Tony and Bruce were able to track Bucky, you were already in the quinjet, ready to get your fiancé back.

~

"Y/n, don't get too reckless. We're getting him back," Steve reminded you.

"With all do with respect, Steve. They took Bucky when we were finally close to helping him get back to normal. We were so close to getting him free from being the Winter Soldier. But now we're back to where we started. So I will not apologize for destroying what is hurting him," you tell Steve before walking out of the quinjet.

You tossed a dice over to the entrance, causing an explosion to open the doors for you. You tossed a couple more in, letting them explode to distract some of the Hydra soldiers. You and Natasha quickly took them out, allowing you to rush in to find Bucky.

After five minutes, you were able to track down a superior officer. You used one of your distraction dice to blind him before you rushed in to take him down.

"Where is he?" You asked, holding the man by his neck.

"Who... are you... referring too?" The man gasped through.

"Don't pretend like you don't know," you say.

"WHERE IS HE?" You yelled as you released the man's throat just slightly enough to breath out a sentence.

"Second room on the left," he breathed out.

You knocked him out by slamming his head to the wall. You walked over his body as if it was nothing before hastily walking over to the room.

You thanked God for the door being unlocked. You slammed the door open and found Bucky tied up to a chair. You felt your body freeze, staring in shock and horror at the sight.

Quickly rushing over, you examined Bucky, making sure he was okay.

"Bucky. Bucky, sweetie it's me. It's Y/n," you tell him as you cupped his cheek.

Bucky stared at you as you got him out of the torture chair he was on.

"Bucky, please say something," you say, tearing up.

You heard someone run in making you quickly turn to see a Hydra agent run in. Bucky quickly grabbed the gun from your holster before shooting at the agent before looking back at you.

"Ready to comply," The Winter Soldier tells you.

"You need to help me get out of here so I can help you," you tell him. The Winter Soldier nodded before grabbing you firmly before leading you out. You quickly grabbed the red book on the table as Bucky led you out.

"Guys, we got a Code Snow. We're heading back out right now," you tell them.

You quickly lead Bucky out of the room before you tossed in another dice to destroy what Hydra had of Bucky in there.

~

You didn't leave Bucky's side when you had to sedate him so the doctors can check on him for any physical or internal injuries. And for Tony and Bruce to make sure nothing new was added onto his metal arm. It was safer this way for everyone.

You sat on a chair next to Bucky's bed as you read a book you had been wanting to catch up on.

"Y/n?" You heard. You looked over at Bucky as he stared at you.

"Do you remember me?" You asked.

"You're my wife."

You didn't want to correct him. At least not yet.

"How are you feeling?" You asked, cupping his cheek.

"I didn't hurt you did I?" Bucky asked you.

"No. You can never hurt me," you tell him, holding his metal hand in yours.

You often held his metal hand more than his right. To show him that you trusted him not to hurt you.

"Are you hurt?" Bucky asked.

"No. I think I was so driven by rage that they took you, I just kept setting off explosions and fought hard to get to you," I tell him.

"Were you careful enough?" Bucky asked.

"Of course. But I will stay here with you until you get better," you tell him.

"Are you sure you want to be with a man like me?" Bucky asked. "If you leave now, I'd understand."

"Why would I ever leave you?" You questioned. "Bucky, I love you. And nothing will ever change my mind. I'll be by your side no matter what. We will get you through this."

"It's gonna take a lot of therapy," Bucky says.

"Say whatever you want. It's not gonna stop me."

Bucky let out a sigh before brining your hand to his lips so he could kiss it.

"By the way, we may need to get new furniture since Hydra ruined my perfectly fine living room," you tell him. Bucky let out a small chuckle.

The kids knew they could tell you anything. They knew you would protect them no matter what. But what if this time, they couldn't tell you. Mostly because they knew you were going to kill them.

Well not physically. But they knew they were screwed the moment they broke one of your priceless artifacts when they threw a party at the mansion while you, Bruce, and Martha went on a trip to Paris. Alfred was out as well, getting a few days off per your request.

"We're so screwed," Tim sulked as he stared at the broken antique.

It was a vintage porcelain figurine of your favorite Disney character. Bruce had gotten it for you for one of your anniversaries. And now, it was worth nothing as the face was half gone.

After throwing one of the greatest parties they ever threw, Tim was the one to find the figurine broken after waking up.

"Can we find another one?" Duke asked.

"Possibly?! Oh my God we're gonna die!" Dick says, freaking out. He knew how much it meant to you. Especially since he was there when Bruce got it for you when he was younger.

"I'm not ready to die again!" Jason freaked out.

"What do we do then?" Damien asked. Even he was stunned for once. He knew that figurine was special to you.

"I'll call Barbra to scour the internet for a replacement. Damien and Tim, hide the evidence," Dick said, taking his phone out to call Barbra.

Everyone froze when Cassandra's phone began to ring. She took it out and let out a small scream.

"It's mom!"

"Answer it but be cool!" Jason said.

"Hello?" Cassandra asked, playing it cool as instructed.

"Hi Cassandra! We're coming home early. We should be back tomorrow,"

“Oh really? Why so soon?”

“The business deal went through quickly. No surprise there. So we're coming home now," you tell her.

"Oh okay. When will you guys be home?" Cassandra asked.

"Tomorrow. Alfred knows we're coming home early too but he's gonna enjoy his extra day off. But I wanted to give you a warning."

"Okay. We're excited to see you guys again. See you soon," Cassandra says.

"See you soon sweetie! Make sure the house is clean please," you tell her.

"Will do!"

Cassandra hung up the phone and looked at the others with wide eyes.

"Guys, we are so fucked," she says, referencing Smiling Friends.

"Fuck it! Hide it until we get the replacement!" Dick yelled. "And clean up the fucking mess!"

You watched on the security tablet as your kids began to scramble around in fear.

"Everything okay?" Bruce asked.

"Your children broke the figurine you got me for our third anniversary," you tell him.

"So when they break something they're my children. But when they're perfect angels, they're yours?" Bruce asked.

"Why do you even question it?" You asked looking at him.

"How grounded are they?" Bruce asked.

"Let's see if they're able to get that figurine before we get home. If not, then three months. For breaking the figurine and also throwing a party in the manor. They'll get a month if they can find the figurine."

"Martha, promise me to never grow up," Bruce sighed as he looked at his youngest daughter.

"Okay," Martha smile as she looked up at her dad.

"Okay! Barbra found another one and it's costly but we need to get it!" Dick yelled at everyone as they cleaned up from the party.

"How much?"

"Like three hundred grand!"

"Fuck it! Get it!" Jason yelled.

"She got it!"

The house was cleaned up by the time you and Bruce got home.

"Hi kids!" You greeted as you walked in.

"Hi mom!"

"Hey, mom! Hey, Bruce."

"Father. Ummi. Welcome back."

"So did you kids do anything fun while we were gone?" you asked.

"Not really."

"Nope."

"Just studying."

The string of lies from the kids made you slightly impressed.

"Okay. I'm gonna go unpack then and get washed up. Can one of you kids help give Martha a bath?" You asked.

"I can help you mom," Cassandra says, standing up.

"Oh, before I forget, you are all grounded for a month for throwing a party and breaking my figurine your father gave me as an anniversary present," you call out.

"HOW DID YOU KNOW?!"

"HOW DID SHE FIND OUT!?"

"MOM! PLEASE FORGIVE US!"

You let out a laugh as you held up the small tablet.

"I'm married to your father and Batman. You really didn't think I wouldn't put cameras around when we leave this house completely unsupervised?" You questioned.

"I knew it! And I told you so!" Jason called out.

"All of you are grounded for a month," you remind them as you began to walk upstairs.

"At least you guys cleaned the house well enough. She was aiming for three if you didn't find a replacement for the figurine and didn't clean the house before we got back," Bruce tells the kids before following his wife upstairs.

The kids let out a groan, already feeling guilty and disappointed that they got caught by you.

"We can never outsmart mom huh?" Tim asked.

"We would like for you to join a military operation with Task 141," Kate tells you.

Kate, being the only authoritative person you trust, had to break the news to you. When Simon went on missions, the British government had you training to prepare yourself for when they wanted you out on the field.

"No," you say shaking your head. "You said I can be normal with Simon. I want to be normal with Simon."

"Y/n. You have powers that no one else has. You're too powerful to be left normal," Kate says.

"I will not be a weapon," you tell her.

"Think of it as protecting Simon. You'll be with him throughout the entire time."

You stayed silent as you stared at her.

"Fine. But I will only be on missions if Simon's in it," you tell her.

"We can work with that."

You got to meet Captain Price officially during a quick brief of the mission. Simon and Price explained to you what the mission was and how a recon mission would be perfect for your first time.

"Also, love. You can't call me Simon during this time. I need to be referred as Ghost or Lieutenant. Got it?" Simon explained. You nodded in response.

"Laswell and Simon gave me a rundown with you. I'll trust in you if you can trust in me," Captain Price tells you. You have him a nod in response as well.

Soap and Gaz were shocked to see a woman clinging onto their Lieutenant's arm without him looking annoyed from his eyes. They were surprised when they watched him treat you like a delicate flower despite what Price had warned them about you.

"Love this is Sergeant Soap McTavish and Sergeant Gaz Garrick. You'll need to protect them too on the mission along with me and Captain Price," Simon introduces the two men in front of you.

"Nice to meet you lass," Soap smiles as he offered a handshake. You looked up at Simon who gave you a nod. You shook Soap's hand along with Gaz's.

"You're a quiet one aren't ya?" Soap jokes.

"That'll do," Simon warned Soap, not wanting to get you upset.

“It’s nice to meet you. Glad to have you on our team,” Gaz says.

“It’s nice to meet you both as well,” you say quietly.

“Mouse, get to know the two. They’re good men on our team that’ll need protection. I want you to get comfortable with them. I trust them and I want you to trust them too,” Simon explains.

“Okay,” you nodded.

“See you in the carrier," Gaz says.

-

The recon mission took a turn when it was revealed that the enemies were expecting Task Force 141 to show up. But they weren't expecting you. Their new comrade with powers.

"Mouse, stay with Soap," Simon warned as he ran off.

"Watch out!" Soap yelled.

You turned, stopping the debris from falling down on you and Soap. You looked over to see enemy soldiers coming making you throw the debris to their direction.

"Holy shit," Soap said amazed. You saw an enemy car drive over making you stop the car as well before tossing it to the side, making it turn onto it's back.

"We need to go," Soap said, carefully grabbing your hand and leading you out.

"Soap! Mouse!" Simon yelled as he rushed back over to you two.

"Ghost," you sigh in relief the moment you saw him.

“Get out of here! We’ll meet back at the rendezvous point,” Ghost ordered. “Mouse! Stay with Soap! Soap, watch over her.”

“Aye! Come on lass,” Soap said as he lead you to a vehicle. “Can you turn the car on?”

You flicked your hand, starting up the car. You looked back to see Simon getting into a car with Gaz and Price.

A helicopter shined a light over at the vehicle you and Soap were in making you glare over at it. You grabbed hold of the helicopter, swaying it back and forth before you tossed it over to the building you all had escaped from.

“I can see why L.T. likes you,” Soap mentions as he drove away.

Soap stopped the car as soon they were far enough.

“Alright lass. We gotta get away on foot,” Soap says before looking over at you.

You were sweating which was odd since the area they were in was freezing.

“Mouse? You okay?” Soap asked, checking your forehead. “Jesus! You’re burning up.”

“I overused my powers,” you whispered.

“Stay here,” Soap ordered before getting out of the car.

“Soap!” Ghost yelled, looking for you.

“Mouse is overheated. Said she over used her powers,” Soap quickly tells him. Ghost ran over to the passenger side where you sat motionless.

He quickly opened the door and unbuckled your seatbelt.

“Love? Talk to me. Are you okay?” Simon asked, taking you out gently.

“I’m tired,” you whispered.

“We gotta go to the safe house nearby. Can you manage that?” Simon asked.

“We need to lose the cars,” you tell him.

“And we are,” Simon tells you. You shook your head as he helped you out of the car.

Your steps were slow and small.

“Is everyone out?” You asked.

“Yeah. We’re accounted for.”

You telepathically turned on the cars before sending them out to the direction you all were driving towards. This was to pretend that you all were continuing to drive until the gas ran out. You felt yourself collapse, somewhat hearing Simon yell for you.

-

Your head rested on Simon's lap as you slept peacefully. The safe house was enough to cover you all but it didn't stop the cold from coming in. But you didn’t mind. You were still overheated from using too much of your powers during that fight.

"You really like her huh sir?" Soap asked Ghost.

"You'll wake her," Ghost warned, avoiding the question.

"'M just sayin."

You stirred a little from your sleep. Simon glared over at Soap who raised his hands in defeat.

"Okay. Okay," he whispered.

Simon took off his glove to check your forehead. You were still warm but were also cooling down. He didn’t care if you were asleep on his lap. If you were comfortable, then he would let his body hurt for your comfort.

“Simon?” You mumbled as you woke up a little.

“Are you okay love?” Simon asked.

From the corner of his eye, Johnny quickly slipped away.

“Your turn to sleep?” You yawned.

“Don’t worry about me. Go back to sleep. You used up a lot of your energy today,” Simon assured you. You nodded before getting comfortable on his lap once more before closing your eyes.

The next day, Simon woke up to you wide awake and talking to Price.

“You okay, Mouse?” Simon asked, walking up to you.

“I’m fine. But I now have a wave of energy ready to use,” you tell him.

“I’m having her save it for an emergency,” Price says.

"Good. You need to be more careful out there," Simon tells you.

"In my defense, I've only been out as a weapon once."

"You're not a weapon," Price reminds you. "That said, we need you to be more careful."

"Will do, sir," you said, giving him a nod. Price walked over to Soap and Gaz, leaving you and Simon alone.

"You okay though?" Simon asked.

"I'm fine. I want to go home," you tell him.

"Just another week. There's a new break in this case and we need to obtain the information before we go back," Simon tells you.

"Okay," you nodded.

-

You've never thought you would have to go undercover. While you wanted Simon with you, Gaz was assigned to be with you to follow a man who held the intel that was needed.

"Want to smoke?" Gaz asked you. You tilted your head in confusion.

"Don't offer her that, sergeant. She doesn't know that nor do I want her to know that habit," Simon warned.

"My bad," Gaz says.

"Spotted. Fifteen feet away from you two. Near the alleyway," Price warns.

You casually glanced over to see a man with his hood up, standing by the alleyway. You flicked your hand a little, making him fall back into the alleyway. Gaz gave you a nod as you both headed over to the alleyway.

You pinned the man against the wall, behind a dumpster using your powers. Gaz searched his pockets to find the flash drive.

"Got it."

You continued to pin the man against the wall until you saw the van pull up. You watched as Simon and Johnny walk up to the man. Simon looked over at you, giving you a nod to let him go. You let the man go before moving to the side to Gaz.

"That's what we were after?" You asked him, looking at the small device in his hand.

"It's the information in it that we needed," Gaz tells you.

You watched as Simon and Johnny cuffed the man before getting him into the van.

"Come on. Let's go," Gaz says, leading you over to the other van behind the one Simon was in.

"Are we done now?" You asked Gaz.

It’s been a year since Simon rescued you. A year since he first met you. But it’s been six months since he started to slowly fall for you.

Simon was trained to be able to restrain from temptation. But the moment you began to sleep in the same bed as him, he could feel himself slipping.

The amount of times he’s stared at your perfect lips was too many to count. In fact, he can’t remember a time where he didn’t look at your lips.

The amount of times he’s wanted to go down and taste you. The amount of time he’s thought about feeling your pussy clench and cum on his dick was too much.

He needed you. But he knew that he needed to be patient.

It began when you two watched some action movie where a attempted rape scene had come on. Simon watched as you quickly leave the couch before hiding in the bathroom. Simon heard the crying the moment he followed you to the bathroom.

“Love? Are you okay?” He asked.

He watched as you opened the door before hugging him for comfort. On instinct, Simon held you close to him.

“I didn’t like that scene,” you tell him as you buried your face into his chest.

“Are you okay though?” Simon asked.

“The bad men used to touch me roughly,” you managed to say through your sobs.

“The bad men before I found you?” Simon asked. You nodded, holding him tighter.

“I’m here now. No one will ever hurt you again,” Simon promised.

So he waited patiently for you. Because he knew what it was like to be in your position.

But it was a good thing you trusted Simon. Simon continued to go on your own pace. Letting you hold onto him when you wanted. Letting you speak to others when you wanted to get used to talking to others. He wanted you to be comfortable first before anything happened next.

Your first kiss happened when Simon was assigned to another mission, he had dropped you off at the military base as usual. It was a deal that was made between you two and the British government officials.

Simon would watch over you when he was on leave or off of missions. But you were to be under supervision and testing with the government to understand your powers when Simon did have to go on missions. The only reason why you were allowed to be with Simon was because you had almost destroyed the military base when they tried to take you from Simon when they thought you were ready to be separated from him.

“Simon, can I give you something before you go?” You asked.

“Sure love.”

You lifted his balaclava slowly and nervously. You stared at his lips for a moment before leaning up to kiss him gently on the kiss.

Simon was a little surprised from the courage. But it quickly worn off as he began to kiss you back. He wrapped his arms around you, kissing you back hungrily. You pulled away, staring up at him.

“Please come back.”

“I will.”

When Simon came back, he found you asleep in his room. You were in one of his shirts and your panties, due to how hot you were feeling from using too much of your powers. Simon closed the door behind him and dropped his bag on the floor. You woke up from the noise making you look over at Simon.

“You’re back,” you say with a small smile.

“I’m back,” Simon repeated.

“I’ve missed you,” you tell him, sitting up.

“I’ve missed you more,” Simon said as he took off his balaclava.

He stride towards you, pulling you into another kiss. You quickly kiss him back, wrapped your arms around his neck. You began to kiss his neck, wanting to kiss him wherever you could.

“Love. I don’t want to rush or pressure you,” Simon breathed out, already hard from just your kiss.

“Rush or pressure me how?” You asked, looking up at him.

“I want you, love. But I don’t want you to think of me as one of the bad men who hurt you before,” Simon explained.

“You're not them. I trust you. I was told that I should take it slow with someone I trust and love. And I trust and love you,” you tell him.

“You love me?” Simon asked. You nodded your head as you hold his hand.

“I love you,” You repeated.

“I love you too. But I don’t want us to do it here. I want us to be at home in our own bed. In our own space. Okay?”

“Okay.”

The moment Simon and you came home, you waited as he took a quick shower before stepping out in just his towel. You noticed some new wounds on his body that were slowly healing.

You sat up onto your knees to look at him closely as he stood by your side of the bed.

"What happened?" You asked as you lightly touched the area.

"Just a minor inconvenience," Simon tells you.

Simon took your hand into his before raising it up to his lips, kissing it gently. He cupped your cheeks before leaning down to kiss you.

"I don't want to hurt you," you tell him, pulling away a little.

"You won't. I promise," Simon assures you before kissing you once more.

For your truly first time, Simon went gentle. Focusing on you was his priority. Simon made sure you were comfortable with everything he was doing that was giving you pleasure. Four orgasms later, you lied in Simon's arms as he kissed your forehead gently.

"What about you?" You asked Simon.

"Don't worry about me. Not tonight," Simon tells you.

You looked up at him before sitting up and straddling his waist. You leaned down to kiss him gently. Simon held you close to him before feeling your body shift.

Everything was taken slow for your own sake. Simon went on a slow pace but you didn't care. Every thrust had your eyes rolled back in pleasure or shut to remember the feeling of Simon inside you.

You loved the winter time more than the other three seasons. Not because of the holidays and the aesthetics, but because your family felt much closer to one another.

The snowball fight was a clear tradition in the Wayne Family household but when you had Martha, you opt to stay out this time to make sure she didn't get too hurt from the extremeness your husband, butler (well more like a father figure really), and your children often get.

But you did enjoy playing in the snow with Martha as she tried to make a snowball and throw it to her older siblings once the intense snowball fight was done.

"Get him Martha!" Jason yelled as he handed Martha a snowball.

Martha lightly threw the snowball to Tim who pretended that she got him. Martha laughed at Tim as he looked up at her.

"Martha! Why!" Tim dramatically yelled at her.

You smiled as you watched your kids play around. Wanting to remember these moments, you took pictures of them smiling and having fun. From the corner of your eye, you noticed Bruce sitting next to you. You turned to your husband.

"Are you going to let Martha throw a snowball at you?" You asked him.

"I will. But I just wanted to let you know that I love you," Bruce tells you.

"You always tell me that," you say with a smile.

"I know. But I just wanted to remind you before I did this," Bruce tells you.

"Bruce. Don't you dare think about it," you warned.

Bruce quickly kissed your lips before throwing some snow at you. You gasped in shock from the sudden attack and the cold. You let out a laugh before making a snowball as Bruce ran off.

"Kids! Get Bruce for me!" You yelled as you began to run after him.

You let out a laugh as the kids tackled him down. You quickly led Martha over to her dad and gave her a snowball.

"Avenge me Martha!" You encourage. Martha threw the snowball at Bruce making you and everyone else laugh. "That's my girl."

"Martha, come make a snowman with us," Cassandra says as she brought the youngest over to an area where they can build the snowman.

You watched as your children had fun playing around the snow together. The days in Gotham had been fairly quiet lately which meant you would need to let it end for a bit once more.

You knew how important Batman was to Bruce. And you knew how much saving people meant to the kids. So you made sure everything went accordingly whenever you wanted it to be.

You felt Bruce's arms wrap around your waist, making you look up at him with a smile.

"It's fun to see the kids having fun. Getting away from the chaos for a bit," you tell Bruce.

"I know you're not a fan of us going out with saving Gotham but things have been stable for a while. Meaning something will be happening soon,” Bruce mentions.

"I know. And I do appreciate you all being able to make the time to have some good family quality time."

"Anything for you," Bruce says, leaning down to give you a kiss.

“Mom! Look!” You looked over to see the snowman the kids created and the snow angels they made on the ground.

“I love it!” You exclaimed, taking a photo of them and their works.

"Alright. I think it's time for us to get warmed up. What do you think?"

"I like that idea. Okay kids, who's ready to drink some hot chocolate and watch some Christmas movies?" You asked, looking around.

"I am!"

"Can we watch How the Grinch Stole Christmas?" Damien asked.

"Oh that's a good one!"

"Let's watch that one."

"Okay. Let's head back," you say.

All the kids with Martha rushed back to the manor while Bruce got up from the snow. Alfred walked ahead of you three.

"This was fun. As usual," you tell Bruce.

"I'm glad you enjoy."

"You know, since it's snowing and it's cold, tonight seems like a good night to sleep by the fireplace. What do you think?" You asked, hinting to Bruce.

"I like that idea," Bruce smiles. Bruce liked your time together by the fireplace where you two would lie in each other's arms.

"I'll even do that position you like," you tell him. You watched as Simon's eyes widen a little in excitement.

"Let's go," Bruce says eagerly, picking you up. You let out a laugh as he carried you towards the house.

"You know we need to watch the movie first," you remind Bruce.

"I don't think they'll mind if their parents didn't watch the movie with them," Bruce insisted. You let out a small chuckle before kissing Bruce's cheek.

"It’s going to be a long night for us huh?”

The holidays didn’t exactly hold happy memories for Simon Riley. But the moment he realized you would be celebrating your first holidays since you’ve been rescued, he knew he had to make it special for you.

To help you understand the concept of the holidays, he took you to the town’s library to show you a couple of books about it. While some parents and adults gave you confused looks as you both sat at a table with children’s book, Simon quickly gave them a look, scaring them away.

"Holiday movies help with getting in the spirit," Simon explains.

"How so?" You asked, tilting your head.

"It's suppose to give an exciting and magical feeling, I suppose," Simon shrugged.

"Do you like the holidays? You don't seem that excited over it," you point out.

"I used to celebrate Christmas before. But they weren't exactly happy."

"Then why are you trying to make it happy for me?" You asked.

"Because you deserve to have a happy first Christmas. Just cause I didn't have a happy Christmas growing up, doesn't mean you shouldn't have one for your first Christmas," Simon tells you.

"I appreciate you doing all this for me," you say quietly. Simon ruffled your hair, making you slightly giggle.

"Of course."

Simon wants to deny his growing feelings for you. Simon wants to see you as someone who needs a friend like he did when he was younger. But he couldn't. He liked the way you looked when you were focused on how to cook or how to do something new. He liked helping you whenever you came up to him for something normal people usually knew how to do.

The house was lightly decorated for the holidays. You stared in awe as everything looked festive.

"I know going out is dangerous and risky, but why don't we go to the tree lighting ceremony? We'll stand in the back, get some coffee or hot chocolate for you. Enjoy the festivities for a bit?" Simon offered.

"Really?" You asked happily.

"Yeah. It's gonna be cold so you need to dress warm."

"Okay!" You say happily.

As usual, you held onto Simon while you were out. You stared around, watching everyone. They all looked... happy. Relaxed. You wonder if your life would be like theirs if you had never been taken. Or if there's still a chance you can be like them.

"Want a hot chocolate?" Simon asked.

"Hot chocolate?" You asked. Why would chocolate be hot?

"It's a drink. Too much sugar for me but I think you'll like it," Simon explains.

"Oh. Okay!"

You followed Simon to a crowded cafe where Simon ordered the drinks. The place was loud but the people were coming in and out.

"It's hot. Let it cool down a bit," Simon warned you as he handed you the to-go cup.

"Okay.”

The to-go cup was warm in your cold hands. You stared at the lid, waiting and wondering when the drink will be ready for you to drink.

“Here,” Simon said, taking your cup carefully. He took off the lid and gently blew into it, helping it to cool faster. He handed it back over to you, covering the drink with the lid once more.

“Try it now. But if it burns your tongue, don’t drink anymore.”

You nodded your head as you took a small sip of the still slightly hot chocolate. Your eyes widen at the sweetness.

“You like?” Simon chuckled at your reaction. You nodded your head once more before drinking a little more.

“Slow down. Gonna give yourself a stomach ache,” Simon warned. You lowered the cup down before looking at him.

“Can I have more?” You asked.

“Sure. Let’s pace ourselves though yeah?”

“Okay.”

Simon held a hand on your back as you both walked around the town; guiding you around while keeping an eye on you. He liked how you looked at everything with excitement and curiosity.

After another hour, Simon took you back home.

"Did you like it?" Simon asked you as you both walked inside the house.

"I did! Thank you for this," you tell him, looking over at Simon with a small smile.

"Of course."

"Can we do this again next year?" You asked.

"Yeah. Of course."

"Thank you again. I'm going to shower then go to bed. Goodnight," you say.

Simon watched as you get familiar with the house. It was something simple and bare.

The house was thirty minutes away from the nearest town. And the nearest neighbor was ten minutes down the road by car. This was perfect for you two who were told to keep it low.

But it was nice. A four bedroom and three bath house. Big enough for you two. Maybe a little too big, Simon thought.

“Do you like it?” Simon asked you. You nodded in response.

“If you want to add anything, we can.”

“Okay.”

“You’ll be safe here.”

“Will they look for me here?” You asked.

“No one will look for you here.”

Simon taught you how to do the basics. Washing dishes, doing laundry, cleaning the house. Though he introduced you YouTube so you can always look up how to do something if you didn’t know and he wasn’t exactly an expert on it.

He mentally thanked Johnny for introducing social media to him so he knew how to navigate the internet a little bit more.

It took a while to figure out what you like and get comfortable. Luckily, you had Simon to help you and guide you through what ordinary life was like.

You liked reading, cooking, and knitting. You liked sitting in comfortable silence with Simon as he watched the latest Manchester football game. You liked sleeping next to Simon when your nightmares came back to haunt you.

“Simon, how does this taste?” You asked as you held up a spoon up to him.

Simon tasted the sauce for the spaghetti you had been making for dinner.

“It’s good. You’re getting better with cooking love,” Simon tells you.

“Thank you,” you say with a small smile.

Simon liked the way you smiled. Especially the first time he saw you smile. The way the light came back to your eyes was a look he could never forget. He liked the way you looked amazed at something new that was introduced to you. And he always liked the way you cling onto him when you both had to go out for groceries.

“Simon?” You called out one night.

You stood by his open door in his your pajamas.

“Yes love?” Simon asked.

“Can I stay with you tonight?” You asked.

“Nightmare again?” Simon asked. You shook your head.

“I um… I like sleeping next to you. It’s comfortable and I don’t get nightmares when I’m with you,” you say nervously.

Simon smiled softly as he patted the side of the bed. You quickly walked over, closing the door behind you, before getting under the covers with Simon. You turned to him as you looked up at him.

"Can we go to town again tomorrow?" You asked.

"Sure. What do you need to get?"

"I need to return the library books. I finished reading them already and I would like to get new ones. And we need some more groceries," you explain.

"Okay. Be good to get some fresh air anyway," Simon mentioned.

The first time you went to the nearby town, you felt a little nervous being surrounded by so many people. But Simon never left your side which comforted you.

But little did you know that the librarians had officially referred to you as Mrs. Riley even though it wasn't official. They liked how you and Simon would come over once every two weeks to check out the books before you two went grocery shopping.

It was like a routine for all of you.

"Oh! Here come the Riley’s,” the librarian warned the others as she spotted you and Simon walk over.

"Hi girls," you whisper with a smile.

"Welcome. Did you enjoy the books?"

"I did! Any other recommendations?" You asked.

"Right over here!" She said leading you away.

Simon waited patiently as usual as the librarians showed you new books. He sat in his usual chair as he kept an eye on you. The moment the librarian began to check you out, Simon walked over with the tote bag for your books.

"Simon, they recommended this cookbook to me for new recipes. I want to try a new dish for you," you tell him.

"Alright."

The librarian smiled softly before handing the books to Simon.

"Alright. See you two later!" She says.

"See you in two weeks, Marge," you waved before holding onto Simon's arm.

“They are such a cute couple,” another librarian coos.

The next night, you asked to sleep with Simon in his bed. And then eventually, you stopped asking. When you stopped asking, Simon would always bring you to your now shared bed if you feel asleep on him on the couch during your movie nights.