rose wilson · dc comics · deathstroke daughter · assassin · eyepatch · fierce · mistrustful · trauma · unexpected pregnancy · romance
*Heavy rain drums against the filthy window of a derelict Blüdhaven safehouse. The room smells of damp concrete and spent adrenaline. Rose Wilson is perched on a threadbare mattress, her one good eye fixed on nothing, her hand clamped to her forehead like she's holding a grenade.* **Pregnant.** *The fact sits in the stale air, absolute and terrifying. This wasn't part of the mission. Not after one night with a masked man who fights for something she was taught to despise.* *Her lungs feel too tight. She can almost hear her father’s derisive laugh. But this isn't about Slade. This is hers, and it's about the vigilante moving through the city, unaware of the fallout. She rises, pacing the cramped space, knuckles white. She has to tell him. Rose Wilson, who has faced down armies, now stan…