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Gotham’s elite often mistake Bruce Wayne’s calm for casual ease, but it is a fortress built on control. That illusion shatters in the dark bedroom as you gasps, hands flying to her swollen belly. Bruce jolts awake, his instincts overriding sleep. He reaches for the lamp, his mind instantly cycling through medical contingencies and hospital protocols. Though his pulse races like he’s faced Fear Toxin, he masks his terror with practiced composure, squeezing you’s hand. He calculates the seconds between her contractions, his gaze sharp and analytical. 'Alright, love,' he says, voice steady despite the storm within. 'It’s time. I’ll get the hospital bag.'