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After Bruce's toast, the conversation had died down until Natasha, Bruce's date, decided to ask the impending question. "Blair, do you and Liam plan to have children one day?"

It took a minute for Blair to answer that question, she could barely take care of herself let alone another human being. "One day I would. Why do you ask?" Blair asked keeping a calm exterior, but her mind raced franticly scared this fame hungry ballerina would run straight to the tabloids. Which could possibly lead to scandalous reports as to how Liam was marrying her so fast because she was knocked up.

"Why would you want to raise children in a city like this?" Natasha asked, she sounded disgusted by the idea of raising kids in Gotham.

Bruce chuckled defensively, "Blair, Lucius, Rachel and I grew up here and we turned out okay"

Harvey chimed into the conversation, "Is Wayne Manor in the city limits?"

Bruce grinned, "The Palisades? Sure. You as out new D.A. you may want to know where your jurisdiction ends."

Blair looked at Bruce, who seemed delighted by his little victory over Harvey. She wondered if it was because of Rachel, she noticed Rachel had glanced at him several times. She felt a little pang of sadness, but she quickly dismissed it as nothing. Blair was not going to let it get to her this time.

"I'm talking about a city who idolizes a masked vigilante." Natasha interjected before Bruce and Harvey's spat got worse.

Bruce choked on his scotch, causing Blair to laugh at his blunder. He quickly pulled himself together and was about to open his mouth until Harvey beat him to the punch.

"Gotham is proud of an ordinary citizen standing up for what's right." Harvey said taking pride in the fact that a citizen was trying to put a stop to Gotham's crime infested streets. He was proud that someone else was trying as hard as he was to clean up Gotham.

"Isn't that what taxpayers pay the Gotham Police Department to do?" Lucius asked Harvey. He was interested in what Harvey Dent had to say about that matter.

"The GCPD only has a limited about of resources." Harvey answered

Lucius noted the uneasiness in Harvey's tone. "By limited resources you mean good cops." Lucius had answered himself.

Rachel looked directly at Blair, "Blair what are your thoughts on 'Batman?'" She thought maybe if Blair didn't like the idea of Batman it might help Bruce decide to leave Batman behind.

Blair looked up when she heard her name to see Rachel looking right at her, then the whole table began to stare at her. She took a deep breath, "I think that Batman is doing something that everyone else is to afraid to do. Batman hasn't lost sight of what is right, he hasn't changed like everyone else has. Albert Camus once said 'I've seen of enough of people who die for an idea. I don't believe in heroism; I know it's easy and I've learned it can be murderous. What interests me is living and dying for what one loves.'

Batman is fighting for what he loves which is Gotham, he isn't fighting for an idea. He is a symbol of hope, a beacon of light that one day when we are walking down the street at night we don't have to look over our shoulders every ten-seconds to make sure we aren't being followed. He isn't a hero, hero's don't hide behind a mask , he is a legend. Ramsey always told me that heroes are remembered but legends, they never die, and that is what Batman is he is a legend."

Bruce couldn't believe what Blair had said. Batman was the darkest part of him that Rachel wanted him to abandon, she even bribed him by telling him when he was done as Batman she would be with him. He wondered if Blair would do the same if she knew it was him behind the mask.

Natasha quickly interjected, "I think Gotham needs to idolize people like you Mr. Dent."

Bruce grinned now was his chance. "Exactly who appointed the Batman? I know I didn't."

Blair answered before Harvey could. "People who have stood by as the city was being flooded with criminals."

"This is a democracy." Natasha said looking at both Blair and Harvey.

"When the enemies were at their gates, the Romans suspended democracy. They elected one man, just one to protect the city. Being appointed was considered an honor, as well as public service." Harvey said trying to justify Batman to Natasha.

"The last person who was elected was Caesar and he never gave up that power." Rachel chimed in.

"Not to mention he was brutally murdered by his best friend for that power, which eventually lead to the fall of the Roman Empire." Lucius added as he looked at Bruce making sure he was taking this little debate in and not staring at his goddaughter. Bruce's eyes never left Blair through the entire evening. And Lucius could have sworn the gaze got slightly more intense as Rachel asked about the wedding.

"Okay, fine. You either die a hero, or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain. Look, whoever the Batman is, he doesn't want to be doing this for the rest of his life. How could he? He's going to want someone to take up his mantle at some point." Harvey said trying not to act defeated by Lucius and Rachel. The only person who was on his side was Blair, which he was grateful for. However, Wayne was off in la la la land.

"What if Harvey Dent is the caped crusader?" Natasha held dessert menu over the top half of Harvey's face.

"Maybe, if I'm up to it." Harvey smiled

Bruce had to admit he was sold on Harvey, even if a small part of him was jealous of him. He was good for Gotham, and Rachel. Batman did need all the help he could get.

"Someone would notice if I was sneaking out every night." Harvey squeezed Rachel's hand

Blair didn't know why but her attention turned to Bruce, to see his reaction. Maybe it was so she could see him suffer like she did for years, or maybe it was because she knew how he felt. She noticed he had taken on an indifferent demeanor, which was common for him. When he didn't know how to react he would act like it didn't matter, even though it was the thing that mattered most to him.

"Well, I'm sold Dent." Bruce grinned. He noticed the shock on Harvey's face, and on Rachel's, even Lucius seemed a little shocked. Everyone except Blair seemed shocked, but he knew nothing he did shocked Blair after what he said to her when he left Gotham.

"I'm not up for re-election for another three years." Harvey was flabbergasted by Bruce's proposal, well demand of throwing him a fundraiser. He didn't even think the man liked him or paid attention to what he was saying.

"Trust me one fundraiser with my pals you won't need another cent." Bruce said stunning Harvey once more.

"Wow, well thank you Bruce." Harvey smiled. He then decided that maybe Bruce Wayne isn't as bad as the press make him out to be, that deep down he was a good guy at least he hoped he was and this wasn't all just a front. Then again he was in politics, his mom always said you can only trust someone as far as you could throw them.

Rachel and Harvey had left leaving only Blair, Lucius, Bruce and his date.

"Blair, did you drive here or did Ramsey drop you off?" Lucius asked. He did not like the idea of Blair driving by herself in Gotham, something as simple as a flat tire could end up getting someone mugged, ,raped or even killed. He didn't even want to picture Blair walking or taking a cab because it made him shudder.

"Ramsey dropped me off, he told me to call him and he would pick me up." Blair replied as she finished the last piece of her dessert.

"Blair I'll drop you off. I go right by your penthouse on my way home." Bruce said. This would be perfect he would get a chance to be alone with Blair, he could find out more about Liam and more about Blair's life.

"Bruce, I don't want to impose on your date." Blair said secretly hoping she wouldn't have to ride home alone with Bruce. Who knows what would happen. The last time she was alone with Bruce it did not turn out well. She didn't want to tarnish the little they had left of their friendship. There was no need for that because she was moving on with her life and Blair did not want the negatives of her past to follow her into her new life with Liam.

"I have rehearsal at six tomorrow morning." Natasha interjected persuading Blair to ride with them. She couldn't handle another car ride of silence, even if he was fun to look at, but talking to him was like talking to a brick wall.

"Well, I suppose if it's okay with Natasha." Blair finally decided at least she would have Natasha to keep her company for a short little while. It would be better then riding alone with just Bruce and heavy awkward silence.

"Goodbye Lucius, I love you! Tell Aunt Lucy I love her too! I'll call you tomorrow!" Blair waved at Lucius ad she followed Bruce and Natasha to Bruce's dark blue Murcielago LP640 Lamborghini.

She remembered now why she hated Lamborghinis, they had the smallest backseats known to man. Of course, she was so nice enough to let Natasha have the front seat, even when she offered to let Blair have it.

Blair and Natasha talked the whole way to Natasha's hotel. Natasha even told Blair to come backstage when Liam took her to the ballet and she would introduce her to the entire Moscow Ballet, which made riding in the backseat worth it.

"Good Night Natasha. I'll see you Wednesday!" Blair bid Natasha goodnight.

"Are you going to stand there all night?" Bruce asked laughing at Blair's fondness of Natasha, when she liked someone she really liked someone.

"Oh its not like you have anywhere else to be. I'm coming." Blair said as she slide inside the car

"I actually do." Bruce said seriously.

Blair looked at him. "Some other hot number that is waiting for you? Let me guess the understudy to Natasha?"

"You never fail to humor me Blair." Bruce chuckled. Blair always made him laugh, that was one of the many things he missed.

"And you never fail to amuse me Bruce." Blair mocked as he pulled away from the hotel.

After riding in a veil of awkward silence Bruce decided to break the silence. "I'm sorry for what I said to you that day at the courthouse. I was in a really bad place."

"I told you so, that you'd come crawling back asking me to take you in. I told you so, but you had to go. Now I have found somebody new and you will never break my heart in two again." Blair sang along to the song, before taking her headphones out of ears, "What did you say Bruce?"

"Nothing." His heart did little flutters, he thought she had just told him that. Maybe it was best she didn't hear what he said, maybe it would bring up old feeling she had long buried away. Old feeling that was just surfacing for him.

She shrugged and put her iPod away, they were almost to the penthouse anyway.

He watched the moonlight bounce off her dark hair. The streetlights illuminated her bronzed skin as they flooded in and out of the windows. It was now or never, he thought to himself.

"I'm sorry for the things I told you that day at the courthouse." Bruce said as he focused on the road.

"You're not sorry. If you were sorry you wouldn't say things you don't mean" Blair said unmoved by his attempts to apologize. She knew he was only doing this because he felt bad, she didn't want his pity, she had enough of pity while she was growing up.

"I mean it Blair, it was the stupidest thing I've ever done in my life, I was just in a really bad place." Bruce turned to see her face, but she was looking out the window, her elbow propped on the window.

Blair didn't want to hear sorry, because sometimes sorry isn't enough. Sorry couldn't bring back her parents or her the friendship she could of had with Bruce. She continued to look at the moon, she didn't want to hear this, much less feel have her feelings come back up again. She didn't deserve the be lead on by Bruce Wayne, not again.

"Aren't you going to say anything?" Bruce asked as the Lamborghini turned the corner

"What do you want me to say that I forgive you?" Blair asked not bothering to look at him. This was not the time, she wasn't ready for this.

"That would be a start, it would make me feel better. It's not my fault I loved Rachel and not you." Bruce let the words slip out and he just word vomited all over the place

Blair never knew words could rip into you like those did. They ripped into the very pit of her soul.

"It's never your fault Bruce, nothing is ever your fault. Like how it wasn't your fault when Rachel didn't have a prom date and you dumped me like yesterday's trash for her. It wasn't your fault when you told Rachel you loved her and she couldn't say it back. I was there and you took advantage of me, you didn't even call the next morning. How do you think that made me feel? I will tell you how it made me feel, it made me feel like a whore." Blair was fuming at reliving those awful moments. To her being with Bruce meant the world to her because she did have deep feelings for him. She grasped her clutch and tried not to look at him or even slap him. "Then what? You told me it was a mistake, I was a mistake. After I left Gotham, I found out you were "dead" and I actually laughed! I strangely felt free of that deep love I had for you."

Bruce could feel the pain in his stomach, he never felt like this. He couldn't believe what she said had ripped out his heart. In the back of his mind a voice said 'I told you she would never forgive you…she is too good for you. Always is, always will be.' The voice in his head made his anger fluster up causing him to say another word vomit.

"You always were jealous of the fact you could never get my attention like Rachel could. You flung yourself at me Blair, don't flatter yourself."

His words were like a knife ripping through the pieces left of her heart. He had made sure to stab her in the right place this time.

She hit him with lowest blow she could think of. "You're parents would be ashamed of the person you've become. I know I am."

Bruce felt like the wind had been knocked out of him. He always ended up hurting the people he loved the most.

"I know they would be, because you are. I'm sorry Blair I can't be the person you want me to be, the person I wish I could be for you. You don't deserve me Blair, I figured that out a longtime ago." Bruce admitted the truth to her. At least she did deserve that much.

"You're right you don't deserve me, you never did. I thank God everyday day that I lost that baby because I would have to explain to him or her why you don't love them as much as you loved your other family. I thank God I met Liam. Because he is twice the man you'll ever be." Blair said as they stopped in front of her penthouse. She got out of the car in one swift motion. She made sure to slam the door before walking away.