Tempting Batman

Chapter 1: Prologue

Disclaimer: I don't own these people except for...Emily of course...

"Mr. Wayne, I need help." Bruce looked at Lucius Fox over his desk.

"Well since the asylum is up and running again." He said with a smirk.

"Not like that, sir." Lucius chuckled. "It's just that I can't keep maintaining the computer system here and at the manor by myself."

"Well...if you have someone in mind. Bring them into the company."

"I didn't mean someone at the company, sir." Bruce went quiet. "I know the person who is most qualified for the job. She is a very trustworthy person."

"Where does this person work now?"

"She works as a secretary for Commissioner Gordon right now, and he agrees it's not safe for her there."

"Just how close are you to this girl?"

"I'm...her godfather."

"Ah. Well I trust your judgment of people, Lucius. Hire her. She'll start tomorrow night." They shook hands and Lucius left. The next day as Bruce's car pulled into the manor driveway he noticed a red Dodge Avenger. He got out, sent the driver on his way, and walked into the house. The first thing he noticed was Alfred wrapped in a blanket and pink bunny slippers(1), blowing his nose."

"Alfred, back to bed."

"The...sitting...room." He said between sneezes, as he walked back to his room. Bruce went into one of the many sitting rooms and found it empty. He was about to call out when he heard a shuffle come from behind the couch. His brows drew together as he walked towards the couch. When Bruce did get to the source of the noise the first thing he saw was a delightfully rounded backside clad in a plaid red skirt resting on a pair of equally delightful legs with black stockings on them. He cleared his throat and she shot up, hitting her head on the back of the chair. She stood up, wobbly, her hand pressed to the spot where she had hit her head. As she stood up he saw that she really wasn't as tall as he'd expected even with heels on.

"Do you make it a habit of scaring new employee, Mr. Wayne." She asked, her eyes closed. He looked her over while he still had the chance.

"Only the pretty ones." She squinted her eyes, trying to see him. He looked behind the couch and saw a pair of black rimmed glasses sticking out form under it. He picked them up and gently set them on her nose. "There you go." She adjusted them and held out her hand.

"Emily Page." Bruce took her hand, and kissed it.

"Bruce Wayne."

"I know." She said quickly, and pulled her hand away. "I mean...you know because you're all over the news sometimes...You're no Batman but..." He stiffened slightly as she sat down before sitting on the chair across from her.

"How do you feel about him?"

"Batman?"

"Yes."

"Honestly? I think that he's been a great influence on Gotham. I know some people who are happy that Gordon took down that 'Bat-signal' but..it's not right that when the next big threat comes along they'll expect him to save the day. If he wasn't such a great person and covered for Harvey Dent all he had done would have gone to waste."

"Harvey?"

"Oh surely you must know mister Wayne."
"Know what?" He asked with pseudo ignorance.

"He became...unhinged after Rachel Dawes...died. The Joker...he got to him."

"I think he got to everyone Miss Page." She leaned forward revealing more of her cleavage to him than she knew.

"Yes, but...Harvey? He was supposed to be Gotham's White Knight and if he can fall then...who can't? I know all about the cover up that Batman made Jim tell the public, even after Dent kidnapped his family, and it's noble that he took the place of the villain." After she was done with her impassioned speech, she sat up quickly and she looked at him. "Too much?"

"No, not at all." He smirked. "I think you'll do just fine." He stood up and put his serious face back on. "If you'll follow me."

"Before we go can I ask you a question?" He turned around at the door.

"Sure."

"Why do you need a computer analyst in your home? Lucius wasn't very specific."

"Do you trust me?" He asked holding out his hand, and for some obscure reason the scene from Aladdin popped into Emily's head as she grabbed her bag.

"You're my new boss aren't you? If you trust me enough to bring me into your home why wouldn't I trust you?" She said walking up to him, and before he knew what hit him...She smiled. The room lighted up. Bruce didn't know what what to do and couldn't help but smiling back at her. "So where to boss?" He took her to the room in the Southeast Wing. She looked around the room and marveled at all the books. "Great library." Emily muttered to herself.

"Thanks." Her eyes darted to his quickly, as she blushed. He held her eyes as he pushed the keys on the piano. Her eyes widened at the sound of one of the bookcases sliding open.

"Woah,." She said as she examined the passageway before walking down it. "Are you coming?" She called over her shoulder. Bruce smirked again and followed, staring at her shapely legs. 'Stop it Bruce.' A voice in his head scolded. Emily stepped onto the lift after Bruce, who had gotten in front of her with his long strides.

"Hold on." He said starting the lift. He saw her bite her bottom lip. "Don't worry."

"About this? I'm not. I was thinking about something else. So, do you and Alfred live here all alone?" She asked, changing the subject, as they walked off the lift.

"Yes." He saw she was about to say something else but stopped when she walked into the Batcave and saw all of the computers. Bruce rather thought she looked like a little girl seeing her first bike from Santa.

"Woah. Talk about hi-tech! What are you Batman?" Bruce walked over to the computers.

"Actually..."
"What? Really? You...you're Batman..." She looked the room over again.

"You're not gonna faint are you?"

"No. Of course not, I'm not a ninny, but you must think I am for saying all those things about you."

"No I don't. I think that you will be very valuable and loyal."
"Well thank you Mr. Wayne."

"So, since Alfred is currently out of commission, the kitchen is across the house and is fully stocked so you can get anything you want."
"Okie doke." She said getting out her own laptop before sitting down and turning the computers on.

"Can I ask you a question?" Bruce asked.

"Sure."

"How did you get into the business of computers?"

"Well when I was in high school I was really good with computers and I just got it into my head that I could make a lot of money doing what I loved so I went to the University of Gotham until..." She looked at her feet, before looking at Bruce again. "Let's just say that after that year at UoG I quit and taught myself."

"Ok....Well I should go get ready."

"Yeah. Lucius is coming over right now anyway." She scratched the side of her head. They both heard the lift again and looked in its direction. Lucius stepped off as Bruce stepped on.

"Lucius." Bruce greeted.
"Mr. Wayne." Lucius greeted as well.

"Bye, Mr. Wayne." Emily called.

"Bye Emily." Bruce rode the lift up to the main house thinking about his new technical analyst and her unique personality...and to an extent her curves. Emily spent the rest of the night manning the computers thinking about her new boss and his unique personality...and how amazing he looked in that Batman outfit. After the first night went off without a hitch Emily became a household appliance, and their routine became well...routine. Emily would come an hour before Bruce left. She would help Alfred with anything he needed, go to the Batcave, and talk to Bruce for a while about anything from family pasts to their favorite color. After Bruce would leave she stayed with the computers all night and when Bruce got back she would then leave for home. A couple of months after she had began to work for Bruce as a 'night maid', as she told everyone who asked, she drove straight home like normal from Wayne Manor. She got home, checked her mail, and went into her apartment. After she took a shower, and put her pj's on, she dove straight into bed. A couple of hours later she was awakened by her own coughing. She sat up quickly and inhaled a big breath of smoke before coughing and grabbing her glasses. When she tried to get out of the bed her feet got caught in her sheets and she fell off the bed.

'What a horrible day to be clumsy.' She thought. When she tried to stand up, she instantly fell down again in a fit of coughing and closed her eyes as she felt herself choking on the smoke clouding her room.

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At noon when Bruce woke up and went down into the Batcave the first thing he saw was Emily's laptop sitting on the desk. He sighed and shook his head before picking it up and putting it in her bag, which she had left by the desk. He would have to take it to her today or she wouldn't have it for a whole two days and he really didn't think she could live without it. So, he got dressed and hurried to the car to drive her laptop to her imagining the whole way how she would thank him. When he got to her apartment building he saw a big crowd around her house and a whole cluster of police but no firefighters. A feeling of dread overwhelmed him as he looked through the crowd for Emily and came up with nothing. Finally he found Gordon.
"Have you seen Emily?"

"I can't find her." Gordon said. "And the damn fire brigade is blocked."

"Why hasn't anyone tried?"

"We barely got here, Mr. Wayne. The other tenants were already out."

"I'll be right back." Bruce said handing Gordon his jacket and climbing up the fire escape on the side of the building that led to Emily's apartment. Once Bruce got up the fire escape and through Emily's window he saw that her living room and kitchen of her apartment were on fire and rapidly spreading to her bedroom, where he saw the door closed. He ran to the door, covering his face with his arm and opened it quickly finding Emily on the floor next to her bed unconscious. He picked her up, bridal style, and ran back back the way he came. Before he could get to the window a big piece of wood on fire fell in front of him. He stopped short and turned around in the direction of the front door, which was clear in front of it but he would have to go through the whole burning apartment to reach it. So, he revved himself up before sprinting across the complex dodging any fire he could before finally getting to the front door and kicking it down. He looked behind him and saw fire all around him before running down the first flight of stairs he saw and out the front door of the building, breathing heavily. He saw the firefighters arriving just as he put Emily in an ambulance. He watched as Gordon came up to him shaking his head and smiling.

"Mr. Wayne, you do like putting yourself in dangerous predicaments." Jim said handing him his jacket back.

"Well Commissioner...she's a valued employee." He smirked before getting into the ambulance to check on her. They already had her set up on oxygen.

"I want you to take her to a suite in the hospital under the name Bruce Wayne. I'll cover for all her expenses." He told the paramedics. As the ambulance drove off and he was about to get in his car he stopped and saw the rest of Emily's two story apartment building engulfed in flames. As soon as he got in his car he dialed Lucius' number.

'Hello?'

"Mr. Fox, there's been an incident. Emily's apartment building caught on fire, and she's been taken to the hospital."

'Is she okay?'

"She'll be fine. She's going to be in room 261 at Gotham General. I'm on my way there now."

'I'll be there in 10 minutes.'

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Emily woke up in a white room, hooked up to many different machines. She looked around and saw Bruce sleeping in a chair beside her bed, and Lucius asleep on the couch.

"Am I in heaven?" She asked herself. Just then Bruce stirred and sat up straight.

"Emily..." She just put a finger to her lips and pointed to Lucius. Emily tried to talk but found she couldn't so she pointed to her throat and made a drinking motion with her hand. "Oh right." He stood up and poured her a glass of water with ice and handed it to her. She sipped it gingerly before closing her eyes and sighing in relief and tried her voice after another drink.

"What happened?" She whispered.

"You're apartment building...burned down."

"Everything?" He nodded. She bit her bottom lip and took another sip of water. "What am I gonna do?"

"You'll move into the Manor."

"What?!" She said loudly, startling Lucius awake. "Sorry, but I can't move into the Manor with you and Alfred."

"Emily, please be reasonable." Lucius said, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and straightening his bow tie.

"I am. You guys aren't, it was a fire. Accidental fire."

"Actually, the fire was started in your apartment with gasoline." Her face fell as Gordon walked into the room.

"Then how the hell am I still alive?"

"We found gasoline on your couch and trace amounts from floorboards in the hallway so it probably followed the trail first." Emily turned to Bruce.

"Okay, but can I leave this damn hospital now? I hate hospitals."

"The doctor said you may have inhaled too much smoke so he wanted to keep you a couple of days." Emily leaned her head back against the pillow.

"Great." The next person to come into the room an hour later was Emily's best friend, Aimee Newton, who ran to her bedside and gave her a big hug.

"I'm so glad you're ok."

"Can't...breathe..." Emily managed.

"Oh...heh...sorry." Aimee said, letting go.

"Aims this is Bruce Wayne and Jim Gordon." She said introducing them. "Where's Alfred?" She asked.

"He didn't want you eating this, and I quote 'unhealthy, unsanitary cafeteria mush' so he went to make you something at the Penthouse." Bruce said.

"And you?"

"He really didn't care about me." Bruce said with fake sadness, and Emily couldn't help but laugh at him. For the next hour they all talked and laughed and joked before the doctor kicked Jim, Lucius, Alfred and Aimee out. After they had gone Bruce and Emily were still talking when she looked at the clock.

"Ahem. Master Wayne," She started imitating Alfred. "Shouldn't you be getting somewhere?"

"Alright, alright. Get some rest Orphan Annie." He said jokingly gathering his things.

"If I'm Orphan Annie does that make you...Daddy Warbucks?" She asked as innocently as possible. He raised his hand as if about to say something but stopped himself and kissed her hand instead before leaving. Two days later the doctor gave her a clean bill of health; Lucius picked her up from the hospital in her car and drove her to Wayne Manor where Alfred led her up the stairs and to the left to her new 'living accommodations'. She walked into the bedroom and found it as big as her old apartment. It had a couch, bed and desk with her laptop, iPod, and phone that were exactly the same as they would've been in her apartment. The walls were even purple. Alfred showed her the closet where she had a whole new wardrobe.

"How did he do this in two days?" She asked Alfred.

"Spit, grit, and a whole lot of persuasion."

"Where is he now?"

"Master Wayne had an important meeting this morning, but looks forward to seeing you this evening." Alfred winked at her. She turned around and started for the Southeast Wing.

"No no no." Lucius said standing in front of the entrance to the library.

"What? Why?"

"The doctor said you have to take it easy for a while."

"Sitting in front of a bunch of computers isn't taking it easy?"

"No."

"Lucius, I'm fine."

"Bed. Now." Lucius said in a firm tone and Emily's eyes widened.

"Okay okay." She said walking back to her room. An hour after Lucius left and Emily had taken a shower and gotten dressed, she grabbed her iPod and stuck her head out of the door looking both ways. She kept her head turned to the right and started sneaking out to the left before hitting something big and hard.

"Oof." She said falling. She looked up.

"Mr. Wayne..."
"Bruce." She blinked. Twice.
"What?"
"Call me Bruce." He said helping her up.

"Bruce...don't scare me like that."

"In my defense you shouldn't have been sneaking out of your room." She stuck out her tongue playfully at him.

"Ok...Daddy Warbucks. Can I call you that?"

"Only if I can call you Orphan Annie."
"Only on special occasions then?"

"Ok."
"So can I go to work now please?"

"Fine, but don't tell Lucius he'll kill me."

"I know." She started, again, walking to Southeast Wing with Bruce following her. "Thank you for moving me into your house and buying me new clothes." She threw her arms around him in a hug and stood on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek but as he was looking down at her it turned into a full blown kiss. Bruce's arms wrapped around her waist. Emily's hands intertwined behind his head. The kiss itself was tantalizingly sweet and gentle and yet hard and passionate. They heard footsteps and broke apart quickly. Emily fixed her hair and straightened her skirt, as Bruce straightened his suits jacket.

"He has the best timing." Bruce started.

"Ever." She finished, and when Alfred got into the room he was greeting with two angry faces.

"Yes, Alfred?" Bruce asked, and Alfred looked between the both of them.

"Ummm....never mind." He said before scurrying off. Emily looked and Bruce.

"I should get down there."

"Emily..."

"Bruce, don't apologize." She kept walking towards the entrance and pressed the notes on the piano. " Oh, yeah. Can I have your permission for an intercom system in the house, Mr. Wayne?" She asked. He rubbed his chin.

"Yes..Emily." He watched as she smiled at him as the bookcase closed. "She's gonna be trouble." He said to himself, and simultaneously she thought the same about him.

Authoress Time: This is the first chapter. Hope you like it!! The next chapter will be up in like two weeks because it's final time in my school! Did I mention this is my first Batman story? No. Sorry but it is.

(1): Can't you just picture Alfred in pink bunny slippers when he's sick?? Can't you?!