Mar. 4th, 2007

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Brenda crutched slowly through the Manor, hearing the sound of Alfred whistling somewhere upstairs and feeling that it added to the sense of unreality she was feeling. It had been three weeks since she'd been kidnapped and dropped in a Lazarus pit by R'as al Ghul; about the same length of time since Clark and Will and Bruce had disappeared. Now here she was, back on her feet and with custody of three small girls; one of which was a younger version of herself.

"Monsieur Alfred sounds happy," came the subdued comment from somewhere by her hip.

"Of course he's happy. It's two in the afternoon and I'm up here being normal," she said dryly.

"I wonder what became of him in my own reality," said Bree wistfully.

Brenda swallowed. "We could try to find out after I'm off Dr. Leslie's invalid list."

"I would like that, thank you."

-So grave and old for her age. I wasn't like that, was I?- "You're welcome."


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