Date: 2011-03-27 01:59 pm (UTC)
At first glance, it looked right. They were standing on the ground floor of the two story study and library, off to one side was the large fireplace about the size of a small car, and hanging on the wall overhead was the portrait of his parents.

However, he couldn't relax or allow himself the relief of finally being home, he would need to find Dick or Alfred to question without apparent reason to compare this reality and make certain. "Give me a minute." Bruce checked the papers on his desk, Wayne business and formal invitations ... it all seemed familiar, but he also hadn't given it any thought for a long time.
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