The Bat and the Cat chapter 11

Two days later, Selina went to work as usual. As though nothing had happened. As though she had not just stolen Bruce Wayne's prized pearls.

The first thing she noticed was the extra security guards roaming around the corridors of every corridor, including the toilets.

Seriously? She rolled her eyeballs as she entered the ladies to apply more mascara. Gosh, if the Batman himself could not catch the amazing catwoman, those burly guys don't stand a chance.

Checking her reflection once more, she pursued her lips and stepped out of the washroom, just in time to walk straight right into one of the guards.

"Mdm, are you alright?" he extended his arm and helped her regain her balance.

"No worries, I just… crap," she gritted her teeth as an excruciating pain shot through her left ankle. She glanced down and realised in horror that her left heel had broke.

Should have known, she told herself. This was what you get when you bought heels that cost two bucks at a yard sale. She should have stolen some Gucci heels from some rich lady instead.

Kicking off her heels, she sank into the soft carpeted floor, groaning as her ankle burned once more.

The guard immediately squatted down and it took him one look to realise her ankle was twisted at an odd angle.

"Mdm… I think you might have,"

"Broken my ankle, I know," Selina interrupted, her eyes squeezed shut, "and it's Miss Kyle, not mdm. I'm not that old,"

"Yes md… I mean Miss Kyle. Do you want me to help apply something on that? It looks painful,"

Selina was just about to ask him to fetch her a pack of ice when a familiar voice interrupted her.

"Fetch the doctor and sent him to my office,"

It had to be him. Batman. Bruce Wayne. Why was her luck that horrible that the infamous Batman had to see her in such an embarrassing position? Was this karma for stealing his necklace?

"It's alright. Just bring me," Selina smile reassuringly at him. Or at least she tried to. It must have looked more like a grimace as the look Bruce gave the guard sent him rush off.

Without a word, he bent down and lifted her into her into his arms. Like a sack of potatoes as though she weighed nothing.

Fighting the urge to bury her face into the crook of his delicious neck… wait, did she just said his neck was delicious?

Selina shook her head to clear her jumbled thoughts. It must be the pain. That's it. Just the pain. Silence hung in the air until Selina heard the knob of a door being turned. They must have reached his office, she thought numbly, her ankle still throbbing.

As he carried her into the familiar room she just broke in two days ago, she felt a little light headed. Was it because of the darkness?

She felt herself being lowered into something soft and comfy. She could dimly make out the blurry shape of his black chair. Feeling queasy and uncomfortable, she saw Bruce's mouth moving. He was talking to her, she realised.

"Huhhh?" she slurred.

Bruce's eyes narrowed. Was his assistant drunk? Then he saw how pale her face had turned and the beads of sweat forming on her forehead. Something was wrong. A simple twisting of the ankle would not have caused so much pain. It was almost as though…

Narrowing his eyes, he glanced at her shoes and grabbed the broken one. Nothing. It was just a normal pair of heels. Those cheap ones you could get for a few dollars. Why his P.A. was wearing such low quality heels, he didn't know. Didn't he give her a monthly wardrobe allowance? He would have to check it out with her… once she had recovered.

Tossing the heels aside, he looked at her.

She was looking disorientated and her eyelids were closing.

"Selina! Stay awake Selina!" he grabbed her arms to stop her from crashing into his desk.

Just then he saw it. The prove to confirm his suspicions.

The faint red dot on her pale skin. A needle mark.

His heart pounding, he dashed to the door just as it opened. It was the doctor.

"Mr. Wayne, I got here as quick…"

"Hurry," Bruce interrupted, "I fear she does not have much time left. She's been poisoned,"

To answer some readers' questions:

Yes, I am still alive.

And it's been some time since I have updates this story :( So I hope that I can post another chapter by next week. ^^

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PenelopeRosewood