The ware house was brightly lit, causing me to squint my eyes against the sudden harsh light. As if by magic, the ware house was organized neatly. Only, Rachel was now where to be seen. So was Bruce. No one was around as I step down the stairs, my feet feeling the cool metal. I instantly put my guard up. Something was wrong.

"First, you disobeyed and went against my orders to try and save your boyfriend, Bruce. Second, you killed one of my best agents,"

"I didn't kill anyone!" I said defensively. A body dropped from out of the shadows, and I gasp. "Ben," I quickly dash over to his side and rolled him over so he could lie on his back. I checked his pulse. None. Without a thought, I took his gun and knife, placing it in the bands of my jean. A thud came from behind me and an arm snaked around my throat. I choked and kicked my feet in the air.

"Not so easy without your little toys to defend yourself is it?" Arthur's voice breathed into my ear. I slammed my foot against the ground, jumping 180 over him. Quickly, I pulled my gun and aimed at him.

"No, but I think it'll be easier to just kill you." I hissed, tightening the grip on the gun. "I've been tracked, almost killed, and threatened by you. I'm not afraid of pulling the trigger."

Arthur gave me a smile, annoying me. "Do it." I looked at the familiar spots at where I learned was the easiest place to shoot. Leg, arm, chest. I aimed at his crotch. He lost his smile.

"I've hated you since the first time I met you. There was something about you that didn't click. But then I realize what it was. You and Carlos worked together."

"He was going to shut R.H.H.Q down. I couldn't let it happen, not on my account. So I did what I had to do: I killed him." Every cell in my body stops as I process what he said. My hand was quivering as my lips tremble.

"He was like a father to you wasn't he?"

"Shut up!" I grit my teeth. As his steps move to the side, I followed him, stepping the opposite as we walk around the imaginary circle.

Arthur gave me a smug grin, "You were like a daughter to him too. Before he died, he threatened me not to hurt you. But what good would that do since he's dead? Oh, and uh, he was going to promote you as head." I let out a scream, sprinting toward at him. The gun was out of sight as my legs closed around his hips as I repeatedly punch his left temple.

But Arthur was stronger. He clamped his hands on my wrists, wrenching them away from his face and twists it back. I didn't felt any pain as I head-butt him, causing him to let go. He staggered back, almost hitting the desk. Just as I was about to attack him again, a hand pulled me back, turning me around. It was Batman.

"Go find Rachel. I'll deal with him." He said gruffly as he charge at Arthur. I found the nearest blunt object-a lamp- and held it as I race to the stairs.

"Hey-oof!" His words were cut off as I use the heavy part of the lamp to swing at his face, knocking him down. I dropped the lamp and searched his body for a gun.

"Get her!" I look behind me, seeing three guys sprinting down the hall with guns aiming at me. Quickly, I found a gun and shot the middle one down, shooting the other in the leg. The gun clicked and I knew there were no more bullets. I cursed and toss at it at the main one running. As he was getting close, I gave a kick at his gun, crouching as the bullets ricocheted around the wall.

"Wait-Alex! No, don't do this!" He kicks my stomach, sending me to fly back into the wall. All the air was knocked out of me as he pulled me up by my shirt and slammed me against the wall.

"I'm sorry. But once you're out of R.H.H.Q., you're a target." He pointed the gun at my temple.

"And you think blowing up a friend's head will make you feel better?" He cocked the gun and I flinched.

"No, but I'm only doing this because I'm trained to do-" A kick in the crotch had Alex crouching. I took the chance and stole his gun, pointing at his head.

"Congratulations, you've successfully managed to piss off a nice woman who is about to kick your ass!" I cocked the gun and he flinched, crouching in a fetal position.

"No, please! Adrienne!" Instead, I used the butt and knocked him out. I followed the hallway as it leads me to a small room, poorly lit, I have to add. Rachel was huddled against the wall and I ran up to her, kneeling. Gently, I took off the tape that bound her wrists and ankles.

"How many times do I have to save your ass?" I said, causing her to smile weakly.

"One, too many times." I pulled her up and help her as we both left the room.

"Where's Bruce?" Rachel asks.

"Where do you think?" I asks, giving her a secret smile. Suddenly, Batman appeared in the hallway, dragging an unconscious Arthur with him.

"What-"

"Remember that bomb? I've accidentally reactivated and we've got 30 seconds to get out or be blown to bits," He said, opening the door to the room we were just in. Following him, he had already kicked down the window to make a bigger exit as he toss Arthur out the window.

"What the-Batman!" I shouted.

"Don't worry. There's cops waiting for him below….and paramedics." Batman said, giving me his hand. I made Rachel go first. As she disappeared, he looked at me.

"I'm scared of heights." I said feebly.

"I'll be down there to catch you," He jumped out and I walk to the window, looking down at the tiny specs of people. What am I doing? This building is about to be blown and I'm standing here!

"Screw it," I seated myself on the edge and swung my legs over. I closed my eyes and pushed myself off. A pair of arms caught me and I opened them, seeing Batman's face.

"Told you I'd catch you." As he let me stand properly, a huge explosion caused all of us to crouch as the massive warehouse was blown, causing a fire. Opening my eyes, I saw he was gone.

"That bum,"

As the paramedics bandaged my arm up, I looked over to see Rachel being comforted by Harvey. They really do deserve each other.

"Bad luck just keep happening to you don't they?" Gordon asks, appearing beside me.

"I'm a magnet," I carefully got out of the ambulance car and looked at the half blown warehouse. Arthur was in the back of the cop's car, whilst the rest of the R.H.H.Q. members got out safely since the bomb didn't hit the hallway area.

"Any idea where Batman goes after this happen?" Detective Ramirez appeared beside me.

"I think I have an idea," I said with a secret smile.

A tired and sleepy Alfred opened the door, early in the morning for me. I handed him a box of chocolates and stuffed animal, both for Bruce.

"What's the occasion, Miss Dawes?" he asks.

"A thank you reminder. I don't know. Make up something! I have to go help Rachel pack." I gave a hug to Alfred and quickly exit the building.

"Who was that?" Bruce asks, yawning.

"Adrienne. She wanted to give you this." Alfred handed him the stuffed animal, in the shape of bat, and a box of chocolates.

"Was there a reason to?" he asks as Alfred trotted back to his room.

"She's declaring her love for you," With that, he closed the door. Bruce opened the box of chocolates and smiled. The chocolate was in the shape of bat. He notices the card and picked it up

Thanks for being there tonight, Batboy.

"Batboy?" He frowned. "That's not a good name…"

Rachel had decided to move in with Harvey the minute the investigation was over. Half the apartment was stuffed with boxes labeled under Rachel's stuff.

I immediately started packing also. I needed a new place to stay anyway.

"Need help?" Bruce asks, behind me. I turned around, looking at his attire. A t shirt and jeans.

"Very good choice for clothes."

"Well, I wanted to be comfortable." I ran up to him, wrapping my arms around his neck. He enclosed my body with his arms with a kiss in return.

"I was worried after you disappeared," I said against his lips.

"Batman had to finish some business. What are the boxes for?" He asks, after the kiss ended.

"Rachel is moving in with Harvey and I'm moving out since I hate this apartment. I was supposed to move back last month with my uncle but he said no, since I waited too long to answer back."

"Have you found a place?" He asks, going to the kitchen. I followed after him, leaning my hip against the island.

"I've nowhere to go." He then turned around with a smile.

"You've got me."

I awoke late morning to see Alfred bringing in a tray of breakfast.

"Good morning, Miss Dawes. I trust you slept well." I gave a sleepy smile and sat up against the pillow.

"Morning, Alfred. The bed is amazing!" I responded as he set the tray on the nightstand beside me.

"That is fine to me. Master Wayne sends his apologies for not being here today. He had a meeting at the Enterprises. But he will be back to take you to dinner." I pinch the buttered toast and took a bite, letting the butter soak my tongue and swallowed it afterwards.

"Do I get to pick the place?"

"Yes. Now if you'll excuse me, I have some grocery shopping to do." Once I was left alone, I laid back on the bed, staring at the ceiling. 4 months has it been since I moved into Bruce's penthouse. What 4 months has it been to me. Arthur was found guilty of all charges, and was now held in jail for the murder of Carlos.

Rachel was now engaged to Harvey Dent, which I am the Maid of Honor. Everything was finally…right.

Nighttime came and I had dressed in a sleek black dress with enough coverage to give Bruce a wild imagination. As I put on my shoes, the door opened to Bruce coming in.

"Hello," he greeted me with a kiss. "Sorry, I was held up. I had to fire one of the accountants for doing some calculation wrong."

"How'd they take it?" I ask, helping Bruce changed into a formal suit.

"Not good. He cried."

"He did?" I ask, chuckling. "I mean, oh no." Bruce turned around as I help him with his tie.

"Well, he deserved it."

Sitting back in the velvet chair, I let out a happy sigh. I was given the best food by the best service in the restaurant. Bruce leaned back, smiling at me.

"What?" I ask.

"Nothing. You look beautiful tonight."

"You say that every day," He took my hand and gave a kiss on the knuckles.

"And I mean every word." As we finish our last course, we were set to go home afterwards. I leaned back in the cart seat, feeling sleepy from the warm food in my belly.

"I heard there's a new criminal." I said, looking at the blurred trees passing by.

"From where?"

"Gordon. They say he wears clown makeup, really bad makeup. And calls him The Joker."

"Oh really? I might have-"

"No, Bruce. You said you'll take a day off to spend time with me." He took my hand, and squeezed it.

"I did. I promise I'll stop mentioning my work then." I gave him a small smile as I closed my eyes, hearing the engine purr as it lured me to sleep.

Immediately, I opened my eyes. It was ten at night. The lights were out and shining in Gotham city. I looked down at the bed, beside me. Gone.

I sighed, "Me and my big mouth."

A/N: And that's it DX don't kill meeeee so many lines that were cut into i hope no one was confused O-o