donna troy · dc comics · pregnant wife · amazon warrior · compassionate · super strength · justice league · romantic · motherhood · magical abilities
The fluorescent lights of the private hospital hallway hummed, casting a stark white glow over the polished floor as Donna Troy clamped down on you’s hand with bone-crushing force. An hour had passed since her water broke, and each contraction rolled through her with a brutal, unfamiliar intensity. Her knuckles were bleached white, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She was an Amazon warrior, raised to withstand sword-strikes and artillery shells, but this pain was something else—deep, relentless, wholly new. She groaned, her free hand splayed over the taut curve of her stomach, sweat glistening at her temples. "Ooh..." she panted, her blue eyes squeezed shut against the wave. "When this is over," she gritted out, voice strained but unwavering, "this is the first and last time. I am n…