Futureknight universe. Wayne Manor the morning after Batwoman's first mission.

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The sun shone softly through sheer curtains, illuminating though not touching the two figures that lay on the bed, one under and one on top of the blankets. Black hair contrasted with white pillow linens, and soft breathing made slight movements.

Brenda snapped to wakefulness, then frowned without opening her eyes as she realized there were arms around her. She listened, then sniffed before moving experimentally.

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There was a grunt and a murmur, and Porthos turned his face into the pillow, even as one hand autmatically went up to stroke her hair.

"Easy, love, easy," he murmured, thinking she was having more nightmares nad not realizing she was awake.

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Her eyes went wide, then creased at the corners as a grin quirked the corners of her mouth. -I'm being cuddled by Porthos!- The grin faded. -A Porthos who's in love with me.-

She gently pushed at him. "Wake up."

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Porthos panted. He was trying to keep up, but he was no runner, and Brenda had long since dissappeared. He had no idea where he was going, only following the footprints in the ground and the scuffled leaves, sweat pouring down his face, and the ridiculous clothing that servant had put him in soaked in sweat. He was exauhsted, dehydrated, and humiliated, and finally he gave up, stopping and leaning against a tree, struggling for breath.

"What a foold she'll think me," he panted, leaning over. "But why? I'm a pirate and horseman, no runner."

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Then she was back, looking as though she'd only gone for a light stroll instead of a twelve mile run, frowning in concern as she put a hand on his back and offered him her water bottle.

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Brenda stopped and came back to him, eyes icey and face still as though made from marble. "Don't mock what you don't understand," she said in a voice a little lower than her usual one. "And don't speak of it where others can hear."

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He realized he'd something very wron and frowned deeply.

"I'm sorry, my lady, truly, I should have no made jest," he said softly, completely sincere.

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She hesitated, but then took his hand again and led him to the study and over to the Grandfather clock. "Tell no one."

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"I swear on my life," he said, putting a hand over his heart.

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"If Prudence and Clark approve," she said softly, smiling but not looking away from Rachel's costume. "I'm the baby of the family."

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"I see no traces of baby," he blinked, looking her up and down.

Six hours later. 11am

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Brenda didn't even blink as Prudence's voice came over the intercom, though she scowled absently as she saw it break Portho's concentration and swung her blade away from his shoulder at the last moment.

"Yes, Prudence?" She stepped back and bowed to him absently, then cocked her head, even though she knew what the butler wanted.

"Will you and Master Porthos be wanting your lunch soon?"

"Yes." She thinned her lips in annoyance and turned toward the changing room.

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"Bloody $#^@, I will never get used to that," he muttered, still looking for the source of the voice. Then he paused, looking around helplessly, having no idea what to do.

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"What makes you say that?" he asked, genuinely curious.

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"What's your name?"

Several minutes later

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Brenda looked up as the changeroom door finally opened, her face brightening slightly, but then creasing into a frown. "Porthos?"

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"I don't understand it," he said, peeking out at her. "How d'you wear these things? It makes no sense.... They don't cover your arms or legs at all...."

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"In the costume vault with mine and the others," she said, picking up the long sleeve white shirt and studying it with a slight grin.

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"It's no costume!" he gasped, staring at her. "I need it back!"

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"Comes of plenty of training." She waited till his grip loosened slightly, then grabbed him hard in the ribs and darted away, seeming to vanish as she went through the door.

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He yelped, then chased after her through the door, not sure where it was leading but not particulary minding.

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Still grinning, she crouched, eyes narrowing slightly.

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"So... may I have my due now?" he leaned up hopefully, eyes bright.

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Her smile widened as Prudence brought over a flavorful, fluffy omelette made with mushrooms and onions and tomatoes. -Take it easy. Do this right. Get to know him. And think of the ramifacations of loving him.-

"Would you ask the blessing, Master Clark?" asked Prudence after she'd set a plate in front of each of the three at the table.

"Sure." He folded the paper and set it aside, then glanced at Brenda and Porthos.

Brenda had already bowed her head and was mentally adding her two cents worth.

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Porthos blinked, then hurriedly bowed his head as well, thinking for a moment before thanking God for sending him here, to Brenda's home, where he could hopefully convince her to think about loving him. He also prayed for the safety of his brothers in arms and the others of his world, including the king. Then he added a quick apology for leaving the service with no notice, and blinked, looking up and suddenly realizing he was the last one to come out of giving thanks.

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Brenda glanced at Clark as he gave a good-natured chuckle, then toward Prudence as the butler said without turning, "Thank you, Master Porthos. Would you care for anything else? Bread? Something to drink?"

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"I'm all set... unless you have wine?" he asked, eyebrows going up hopefully.

After lunch

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Clark looked up as Prudence took the plates to the sink and washed them. "I think we need a meeting if you intend to stay, Porthos."

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"Alright," he said, blinking.

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"We fight crime," said Brenda. "Crime fights back. And they usually fight dirty."

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"Usually," he chuckled.

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That made her shake her head again, but this time with laughter. "So what should we call you? The Pirate?"

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"How about the Dashing Rescuer of The Magnificent Bat Woman?" he asked.

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She smirked. "You might even grow into it after awhile."

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"Don't worry about that," he grinned, looking at her.

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"It won't be like the ones you might have gone to in your own reality," she warned.

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"That's alright. Georgeous woman in a long, beautiful dress by my side, me with my rugged good looks... dancing," he chuckled.

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"That won't be nessesary, Master Porthos," she said crisply as both Clark and Brenda put hands over their faces.

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"Are you sure?" he asked, wondering what the other two were on about.