Prompt Post - Part Ten

[yj_anon]

I am REALLY, REALLY SORRY about taking so long, guys, and about not being around much recently. I've been busier than I have in a while, and it just kept slipping my mind between uni applications and volunteering and all sorts- for some reason I thought we were much further off a new post.

If there is anything I haven't responded to, as of now, I'm

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[anonymous]

It's late march in Gotham, and Talia is sitting, quietly, in the office she knows her beloved will infiltrate in order to find out who is supplying Joker with a new toxin recipe and the equipment and ingredients neeeded to make it. He's been running rampage with new, slower-acting, deadlier toxin the past few weeks, and Robin's probably feeling a bit light-headed right now. Talia smiles slightly when he opens the door almost silently, and she taps on the keyboard before her to make the screen turn black.

"So, we meet again," she says. "After New Year's, you could have called me, you know."

There is a slight pause. Something is wrong.

"New Year's?" he asks.

"You don't remember?" she asks, slowly, in return.

"I..." he begins, haltingly. Then he moves quick as the Flash himself, she would think later, and pulls her to her feet by the forearm in a single swift motion. The faint illumination from the skyscrapers outside is all he needs to see the faint swelling of her stomach.

"You... what?" she asks, a strange fear in the pit of her stomach. If it was not him she had met in Metropolis, then who could it have possibly been? That thought made her feel nauseous, invaded. Violated.

"I have to go."

The Dark Knight turns to make his escape, and Talia catches his arm forcefully.

"Don't you want to save Robin?" She thrusts a memory stick into his hand as he looks at her blankly (she can tell, even through the cowl). "You're looking at LuthorCorp's smaller associate MetPharm, Metropolis' northernmost industrial estate."

Then she wheels around to face the computer and by the time she's turned it off, her beloved is gone and she feels empty.