When Kara came downstairs to the hospital carrying Jennifer in her arms, a sleek black armored combat vehicle was parked outside on the street. It was unmistakably the Batmobile, previously used during the encounter with the Shadow Warrior Alliance. However, Bruce had recently started developing a new type of tank, rumored to contain a motorcycle inside for quick escape in case of heavy damage.
Kara had her own vehicle as well, though hers was a distinctive silver-gray. In fact, it was due to Jennifer's recent change that a certain stubborn man had decided, without consulting Kara, to switch her battle suit and equipment to silver-gray. Although she didn't mind, it was still an unrequested decision on his part.
As they approached the vehicle, the doors opened automatically. Jennifer went directly to the co-pilot door, firmly slamming it before joining Kara in the back seat. Kara shrugged, knowing this arrangement would make it easier to protect Jennifer.
Bruce, his voice altered by the voice modulator, asked, "Has the bomb been disarmed?"
Kara simply tossed the package into the front seat. "See for yourself."
Bruce, momentarily taken aback, opened the package cautiously, relieved to find the explosives frozen solid. He didn't know how Kara had managed to disable them, but at least he no longer had to worry about an explosion.
"Are you sure it's safe to head to Wayne Manor?" Bruce asked, still pretending not to be himself.
Jennifer, unimpressed, crossed her arms and sneered, "Drop the act, Bruce. I already know who you are."
Bruce glanced back at Kara. She pulled back her hood, saving him the question. "Even Rachel knows your secret, Bruce. And the Joker figured it out too, thanks to your previous… acquaintances. Honestly, what did you do? Take her dancing?"
She was only half-joking; the situation was frustrating. Beyond the danger it presented, Bruce's actions had unwittingly exposed her.
Bruce looked down, his confidence waning. "He threatened Rachel's life, almost threw her off a building. I may have slipped. But how did he figure out your identity?"
"Bruce, he's not an idiot. Despite being unhinged, he might be sharper than both of us combined. He pieced it together from bits of evidence," Kara explained. "When he guessed you were Batman, it wouldn't take much to rule out Rachel. After that, all it would take is finding a powerful woman who's traveled the world."
Her admiration for the Joker's intellect was mixed with irritation. She knew she was invincible thanks to her Kryptonian physiology, but her loved ones—especially those without superhuman abilities—were another matter. She couldn't bear to see any harm come to them.
Bruce started the Batmobile and drove towards Wayne Manor. The ride was tense. Jennifer remained silent, Kara didn't speak, and Bruce tried to join in but couldn't find the words. Without his masked persona, he felt oddly tongue-tied.
When they arrived at Wayne Manor, dawn was just breaking. Kara asked what to do with the bombs, but Bruce replied, "Alfred can handle it."
Kara realized then that Alfred was far from a simple butler. Even so, the man affectionately circled around Jennifer, asking her if she was frightened and whether she would like to see a doctor.
"Wait, Alfred," Bruce interrupted, unable to keep a straight face. "She's only a month along. Don't make her too uncomfortable."
Jennifer flushed slightly, embarrassed by the attention.
Alfred shot Bruce a knowing look. Since Bruce had driven the Batmobile right up to the front entrance, he understood that Jennifer had already uncovered his identity. But Alfred continued, undeterred. "Master Bruce, perhaps you'd like to take the Batmobile to the cave? It's rather conspicuous parked here. Miss Jennifer, would you care for breakfast?"
Kara hid a smile. Alfred, who had once harbored hopes of her and Bruce becoming a couple, seemed to have turned his hopes toward Jennifer. Perhaps he sensed a brighter future for the Wayne family.
In truth, Jennifer had initially planned to leave after she left the hospital. The news of Bruce being Batman, the father of her child, complicated her intentions, and she found herself unsure of her next move. Glancing at Bruce, she looked away quickly, turning to Kara to avoid his gaze.
"So, what happens now?" Jennifer asked, her concern evident. "Will that madman keep his word?"
Kara sighed, "We can only hope he does."
At that moment, Bruce seized the opportunity to join in. "Kara, you don't really think his game is limited to exposing our identities, do you? This feels much bigger."