After all of the dates are done

[femme_du_chat]

Selina has finsihed her date with Oliver Queen and must now get to work. It was a lovely dinner but, truly, she had other things she needed to get done this evening. The money, certainly, for getting it finished this evening was an incentive but not as much as bringing the end of this whole thing about

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[femme_du_chat]

The apartment was registered to a Lance Ullot, which was cute but not enough for someone who calls himself Merlyn. Selina is all for following a theme but it would help if you're a little less obvious about it than that. There are more than a few traps in the place. Selina is actually a little impressed with the time it must have taken to set them up, not that any of them really slows her down

[femme_du_chat]

Once she's out, she gets halfway across town before she stops to catch her breath at all. It is even longer before she allows herself to relax.

It isn't quite dawn before she's placing a call to Bruce.

[_darkknight_]

Several rings later... "Selina."

[femme_du_chat]

"I'm done."

There is still a faintly breathless tone to her voice.

[_darkknight_]

She remembers well enough, and when she doesn't, he'll remind her. His body is the usual array of bruises and contusions in various stages of healing. After stripping off the undersuit, he dons a robe and starts the long walk upstairs.

"I'm worth billions, I feel beaten up most of the time I walk upstairs, and I still haven't put in a damned elevator," he grumbles. "You want anything to eat or drink?"

[femme_du_chat]

"You'd just go up the stairs anyway."

The stairs give her something to focus on as she continues to attempt to sort the internal mess that has been kicked up. It isn't about winning. It isn't about giving in. It isn't about strength or weakness. They're both strong and both weak in this moment. Still, it seems a challenge to just let it go.

"Tea would be good." Something soothing.

[_darkknight_]

Sigh. He turns toward the kitchen at that point, reaching behind him for her hand. "Forgive me if I make mine coffee."

[femme_du_chat]

"No need to apologize. I'm busy fighting with myself about being here." Selina takes his hand, following him toward the kitchen. "You can go upstairs. I know you're tired."

[_darkknight_]

Probably no surprise that when Selina awakens, Bruce isn't there. A damp towel is on the floor of the bathroom and the robe tossed over the bedpost, but that's it.

[femme_du_chat]

Waking up is more of a gradual thing this morning than it has been in awhile. While she isn't entirely surprised that Bruce isn't here, she does at least allow herself to admit that she would have liked him to have been there. Reaching up, she scratches her head, ruffling her hair further than it is already.

"Nnnnnn." Stretching, she's in no specific hurry to get out of bed just yet. Right here, right now, she doesn't have any problems.

[_alfred_]

There is a distinct smell of muffins wafting to her from just outside the door.

[femme_du_chat]

Muffins.

That might be enough to actually get her to get out of bed, even if she is wearing Bruce's clothes and feeling generally scruffy.

Maybe.