Alex is 8 Months Pregnant....

Alex's POV

I was sat in the living room with my shirt pulled up and poking my stomach. "Hello Thomas, mummy can't wait to meet you neither can your daddy" I started running my hands over my bump and I watched as a foot appeared I pushed down lightly on the spot and then removed my finger and watched a foot become shown on my stomach "Bruce come here!" I shouted. I heard multiple footsteps and a panicked Bruce and Alfred came into view "what's wrong is Thomas okay!?" Bruce rushed out "yeah he's okay watch this" I pushed down on the spot again and watched as a little foot appeared again "tada! Our little magic trick" Bruce looked tearful at the little scene "he's smart like his dad" Bruce came over and kissed my stomach and then me "ow ow ow" I mumbled "what's wrong Alex?" Bruce asked worried and then something wet trickled down my leg I stood up and saw blood. "Bruce we need to go to the hospital!" He looked worried "why!?" I pointed to the blood and pain erupted through my stomach "ahh" I collapsed into Bruce who picked me up and placed me in the car he raced to the drivers side and pushed the gas down "what about Alfred?" I asked through clenched teeth "he will meet us there with Thomas' stuff and a change of clothes for you. I nodded as the pain was overwhelming "it hurts Bruce" I complained "we are nearly there and we are here" I watched as Bruce ran to get a doctor or nurse. I saw Adrian run out with a wheelchair followed by Bruce "oh thank god" they reached the Lambo and Bruce lifted me into the wheelchair "let's get Thomas out. He's a bit early you're only eight months" I nodded "I know but when you see blood you panic" Adrian looked confused "we need to get you into an operating theatre now" I froze "why?" Bruce asked panicked as much as me "Thomas may be weak and need life support" Adrian said slowly "hurry up God dammit get him out of my womb!"

We arrived in the theatre "awake or asleep?" Adrian asked "awake and where's Bruce" my question was answered when he walked in the room in this green overalls and blue hat. I laughed and pain shot across my stomach "get him out now. Get my son out of me" I screeched his welfare much more important than mine. I passed out a little after they cut me open.

3 Hours Later....

I woke up in a hospital bed with Bruce by my side "hey Bruce?" He looked up and smiled "I think there is someone you want to meet" I grinned "our son maybe" I watched as Bruce went over to a cot next to me and picked up a bundle in a blue blanket I marvelled in awe at how small he is. "How much does he weigh?" Curious to know "6lb 5oz" Bruce placed Thomas in my arms and I gazed at him with tears in my eyes. Thomas opened his eyes to reveal a browny blue colour "he's got browny blue eyes" I commented. Just as I said that Alfred walked in "Bruce,Alex and Master Wayne" I smiled "Alfred please call him Thomas" he nodded "you wanna hold him?" I motioned for Alfred to come closer and then I placed Thomas in his arms. Bruce was taking photos and smiling, one big family and it was my family "Alex?" I heard Adrian ask "erm yeah?" I replied "do you feel okay to go home. Your son can come along he's a fighter you know, he was born dead but survived." I smiled "just like his mom" I was born dead and had to be revived three times before I was placed in an incubator. Whereas Thomas wasn't placed he was healthy and that is the one thing I could ask for. My little baby boy.