Y/N's PoV
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A week passed and every one knew about my pregnancy somehow I felt embarrassed, I had a short relationship with a guy and now this. The calls from Bruce didn't stop but I couldn't bare to hear his voice. Then a month passed still calls from Bruce every few days. Once I passed four months the calls stopped. Also I stopped going to work, because I lost the last part of Bruce, our child. I couldn't believe this happened. One way I was happy. I didn't want a kid. On the other hand I just lost a child. I finally decide to go back to work.

All day people where coming up to me and saying "It will be alright." or "I'm here for you I know this is hard."But the truth was they only said it because that's what your meant to say, social convention. The only genuinely nice people were Lois, Clark and one of my co workers Carlos, or for short Carl. I wasn't always close with Carl but I asked him for some help with learning Spanish and from that point onwards we were friends. He got me a box of chocolates, and offered me dinner. I wanted to refuse I mean Bruce, I still had feeling for him, that's why it hurt so much seeing him cheat on me. However I've been single for four nearly five months and dinner wouldn't hurt, it would be healthy to go out of my house for something rather than work or exercise.

After work I was tired and left the building to go to my car which I parked on the other side of the street opposite my work. I walked out the main door and nearly gasped at the sight of Bruce. He was standing infront of my car in a prestigious  suit with flowers in his hand, I looked for any way to get to my car round him but decided screw it I'll walk away until he walks off and I'll come back for my car. I started walking along the sidewalk towards no where and in my Perivale vision I saw Bruce run across the road and nearly get hit by a car, I felt a light tap ony shoulder and without thinking I turned around to face Bruce, I looked into his eyes and wanted to say" God I missed those eyes and your voice, speak Bruce, speak." But I didn't I just looked at him.

"These are for you." Bruce said handing me the flowers. Should I be nice, mean, angry... I thought.

"Thank you." I said. Nice I'll be nice.

"I know you don't want to see me or even hear my voice-" I do I thought. "-But i just wanted to personally say congratulations and I've tried to say that to you for a few weeks but you never left work." Bruce said.

"Thank you but I'm not pregnant anymore." I said.

"Why? Did you have a abortian?" Bruce asked with a hint of anger while I crossed the road towards my car and he followed.

"No I lost it." I said, I felt like it's the only thing I said to people all day. Bruce's face went from anger to saddnes.

"How?" Bruce asked while I opened my driver door.

"How would I fuckin' know.The majority of miscarriages just happen. If you suffer a miscarriage during your first trimester, it’s quite likely that something went wrong at the point of conception. A foetus needs to have 46 chromosomes - 23 from each parent. It’s thought that as many as two thirds of miscarriages occur when not enough, or too many, chromosomes are present, because the foetus simply can not develop properly." I said really annoyed, I just wanted to hug Bruce but my brain banned me telling me I'll get hurt again, I don't need him.

"Textbook answer with a bit of Y/N's twist." Bruce said as I sat down in my car.

"Yeah well when you loose a child you blame yourself. So you try to find stuff to tell you it's not your fault." I said slamming my door and starting my car up while I saw Bruce outside with a hand on his face and his eyes closed, like he was thinking he could of done something to stop this from ever happening. But the truth was I knowingly was overreacting trying to make him feel my pain, while he tried to lighten the mood.

A/N: Wow I was on a roll I wrote that in exactly 36mins and I'm proud of myself. And I have to share this with everyone today Cory Michael Smith, Robin Lord Taylor and Sean Pertwee answered my question on twitter and I nearly died fangirling.

Question of the chapter:
In the comics when Alfred gets in a fight he never puts a crease in his suit. True or False?