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Chapter 8: Days Go By

One Week Later…

Jonathan groaned as he thrust up with his hips, gripping her pale blonde hair in his hands to hold her in place as he thrust deeply into her moist mouth. He held her in place as she tried to move away, keeping his cock in the back of her throat as he came with a loud moan.

"Yes," he breathed out, bucking a few times before he released the woman.

He sat back in his chair, breathing deeply and neither noticing or caring when his assistant left the room in a hurry. Lately, he had been getting blow jobs from his assistant, to help with his growing need. He had thought to make things more comfortable for his release at home with Lana, hoping to find release from her, but she had gone into a panic attack on him after his punishment to her a week ago and he decided to back off from her for a while.

He did not want to cause any more problems with her. That little punishment he had done to her the week before had set him back, and he would say that he regretted it, if he did not think of the incident all the time. Jonathan sighed and zipped his pants back up. It was time to get back to work he thought as he put on his coat and closed his laptop.

He glanced into his pocket for a moment, glancing down at the handheld camera in his coat, to check on Lana and sighed. She was crying again, he would have to do something to keep her entertained well he was gone. He did not want her getting overly depressed or suicidal. He exited the office, ignoring his assistant as he went. He only needed her for two things, keeping people out of his way and giving him pleasure when he felt like it.

He nodded to a couple doctors as he left his office and walked down the halls; the ones he felt deserved his acknowledgement at least. He slipped into the elevator and selected the button for the basement. He closed his eyes as the elevator descended. Things between him and Lana had gotten a lot worse than when he had first brought her to his hide away home. Now she rarely ate or spoke, even if he was to get frustrated with her lack of response, it just seemed to push her further away from him.

He knew that him helping her to find release last week as a form of punishment was just a selfish act on his part. He knew what he did, he had lost control of his desires for her and had let them rule over him. When he opened his ice blue eyes, there was a spark of regret in them before he cleared that expression away as the elevator doors opened and he stepped off, instantly finding joy in the sounds of screaming echoing down the hallways. He walked down the dark hallway until he came to the last room, a see-through glass in front of him. He smirked as the pitiful man tried clawing at himself threw the restraints and screamed.

"I do believe my toxin is complete," he whispered, before turning to the man watching the doorway. "Get Ra Al Ghul on the phone for me and patch it up to my office."

Crane turned away, but paused to look at the man in the room.

"Also, see that Mr. Napier is moved into my lab later tonight, I believe that his time on this Earth has ran out."

"Would you like me to take care of it, Dr. Crane?" The man asked, moving forward to do as Jonathan asked.

"No, I would like to take care of him. See that he is moved and give him the treatment for the toxin, I want him to know what is happening."

As the doctor left, the man he left behind stared after him, glad that he has not been on the doctor's bad side and made a note to remember not to get on his bad side himself.

Lana shivered, wiping her hands across her cheeks to get rid of the tear streaks on her face. Her eyes roamed the bedroom, not focusing on any certain thing. She did not know how long she had been here, she had never thought to count the days out and now she wishes that she had. How long had she really been here?

As days passed in her confinement with this man, she came to realize that the longer she was gone the more likely people would stop looking for her, and more likely that she would never escape him, not that he left any options for her to run. She has looked at every possible solution she could come up with, and he left nothing to chance. She wouldn't have thought it possible, but she felt that he became more and more obsessed with her as time passed.

When he was home, she never left his sights. She was starting to fear him, fear him more than she ever feared her father. Lana curled up on the bed, wrapping the blankets around her and covering her head.

Jim shook his head, removing his glasses and tossing them on to the desk in front of him and rubbing his tired eyes.

"Who's the girl?"

Gordon jumped, turning and was not surprised to see the Batman off to his side. He looked down at the file in front of him, the file that he had been slowly giving up on.

"Lois Lana Napier," he whispered, placing his glasses back on. "I did a follow up with her after her father beat the crap out of her. The next night when she was released from the hospital she disappeared. Her keys and purse were found outside her vehicle, she had been abducted. I suspect her father, for he disappeared around the same time. I have pretty much given up hope on the case. She was such a sweet girl."

"You believe her dead."

It wasn't a question, but a straight-out statement.

"You go missing in Gotham for as long as she has… Yeah, I think she's dead. Even if she was sold out to the underworld, this girl would have never made it. She was beautiful, very much so, but weak and didn't have a strong will. If they hadn't killed her, she would have done it herself."

"You think she would have committed suicide?"

"With her past I would not blame her, she has been through so much."

Jonathan Crane immediately answered the phone as it started ringing.

"Sir, I believe that I have completed the toxin."

"You believe or you know?"

Crane clinched his left fist until his knuckles were white, his eyes narrowing in anger though they weren't focused on any certain thing. Jonathan was used to his employer's tone, but that did not mean that he liked being treated as if he was inferior.

"I have finished the toxin for you."

"Good, I will be in town in a couple of hours, be ready for me."

"Of course, sir," Crane paused before releasing a silent sigh. "Should I have Miss Napier ready to meet with you?"

"Ah yes, your little pet," Ra Al Ghul whispered, amusement in his tone. "Yes, I would like to meet the girl that has caught your eye. Bring her with you when I arrive into town, the old warehouse."

"Sir, if I may, Miss Napier does not know of my experiments yet and I was hoping to keep them away from her."

"She does not know of what you do? Hmm, very well, I will meet her at your location. Do not worry, I will keep your secret; we will keep business away from the girl. I hope that pleases you?"

"Yes, thank you sir."

"Anything for my best doctor, I will see you soon Crane."

Crane decided to use that time to make it home before Ra Al Ghul showed up at his home. He pulled up to the small house, pulling his car into the garage and shutting it as he turned the vehicle off. He left his briefcase in the car, along with his toxin. Ra Al Ghul will want to test it, but he promised to keep business away from Lana. So, Jonathan kept the toxin away.

Even though Lana hardly ever left the bedroom, he never brought his toxin into his home. He never wanted her to get a hold of it, so he kept it far from her reach. It had been a long day and he still had much to do before he met up with his employer, like have that long talk with Lana. He opened the bedroom door quietly, not surprised to see her form hiding under the blankets.

He walked forward on silent feet as he disrobed his suit jacket. He stopped at her side before leaning down and lightly shaking Lana's shoulder. He heard her groan before her head emerged from the blankets. When she saw him, she immediately sat up and moved away from him, causing Jonathan to release a frustrated sigh.

"Lana, you and I need to have a talk really quick. You think you can do that for me?" He asked, sitting down on the side of the bed, Lana's eyes watching him warily before she nodded to him. "I have noticed your lack of communication and appetite and it worries me. I know that being here with me is not desirable on your part at all, so a little depression is expected. But I do not want you to feel like you're trapped here. I want us to have a life together, and at some point, I want us to be comfortable together. I know that I am asking a lot from you, considering what I have done. But where would you be right now, Lana? You would be living in fear of your father and what he would do to you. I know he treated you badly; I was your doctor at the hospital, so I know he beat you. I will never do that to you, I will never hit you," he vowed, he's eyes locking onto hers.

It was silent for several moments while they stared at each other. He could see her trying to go over the information he had given her and to tell if he spoke the truth or not. Finally, she seemed to get her courage up and she licked her dry lips before she spoke.

"Yo, your touch frightens me," she whispered, nervous as she spoke to him.

Jonathan nodded in understanding; mentally trying to speak to her in such a way that it would not push her away from him. Again, the only thing her could come up with was again her father as an example.

"You suffered from such things from your father, do not deny it, Lana," he spoke as she opened her mouth to say something. "There had been reports of semen on you when you were brought to the hospital. He touched you, his own flesh and blood. I also recall reading somewhere that he liked to strangle you. In my experience as a doctor, I have come across men who have had the pleasure of experimenting with strangulation and enjoying it. I do not try to make you feel cheap or like a whore, you are not. I want you to know I desire you, not just your body, but you. I would have taken you without care if all I truly cared about was your body. Can you honestly say that you would prefer to be in your father's hands rather than mine?" He asked, hoping that she did not think around those lines.

Again, things were silent for several moments. It got to the point that Jonathan really thought that she cared to be with her father more than him.

"I, I do not like my father," she said, tucking her hair behind her ear. "He was very violent and I never knew what would set him off. I, I admit that I am safer with you than him."

He released a sigh that he did not know that he had held in.

"If I had to choose between the two of you, I would choose you, but I do not want to be here. I wanted to start my own life, I was going to be free of my father before you came and took me."

Crane let loose a low laugh, shaking his head.

"As long as you never pressed charges, which I knew you were not going to the last time, he would have still come back for more. You would have never been free from him. With you refusing to press charges, he felt he had all the more right to beat you, to sexually assault you. You would never be free; you would have lived in terror. I know your fathers type, even if you had run, he would have followed."

Lana did not want to admit that her father would have done such a thing, but she could not voice her denial, for she knew that he very well could have.

"Lana, I need to ask you if you have ever suffered from depression. I need to know because I do not want you to fall into it again."

Jonathan took a mental note to get Lana started on some antidepressants when she nodded her head to confirm past problems with depression.

"I am going to go pick out some clothes for you, so I want you to go take a shower, do not worry," he started to say as her eyes widened and she started to back away from him. "I will take my shower elsewhere. My boss is coming into town and wants to meet you. Do not go to him about being released, he knows of the situation and he will not help you."

Lana nodded, her brief hope leaving her as she realized that Crane's employer will not be any help to her.

An hour later, both Jonathan and Lana were ready when there was a knock at the door. Jonathan told Lana to stay in the room; he had to make sure that this was actually Ra Al Ghul. When he opened the door, he was not surprised to see his boss and some of his bodyguards.

"Do not worry; I will leave my men out here while we complete business. So, should we discuss business or meet your young lady first?"

"If you will, please come meet Miss Napier first. She is aware that you are coming to meet her."

"Of course, lead the way doctor."

Jonathan would not admit to anyone else, he would hardly admit such a thing to himself, but walking in front of Ra Al Ghul was not a comforting action.

"I am impressed, you must want to keep this young lady," his employer stated after seeing all the locks placed on her door.

"I do not plan on letting her go sir," he said, swinging the door open and letting Ra Al Ghul through first.

"And who could blame you? Such a beautiful young woman you have found," his employer said as soon as his eyes landed on Lana's sitting form.

She had stood as they walked further into the room and was surprised when the elder man with Crane walked to her, took her hand and ignoring her small flinch away and kissed her hand gently.

"If I did not hold you in such great regard, I would not mind taking this woman as my own."

Lana gasped as Jonathan let loose a low growl and yanked her hand from the man's grasp and pulled her behind him. The man just smirked and bowed his head for a moment, placing his hands in the air in the universal surrender mode.

"I am not going to take your woman from you, Dr. Crane. I was merely paying you a complement and as I said before, you hold too much value to me to risk losing you over a woman, no matter how beautiful she may be."

"If that is all, sir, perhaps we can get down to business upstairs?" Jonathan asked, his form still tense and unsure around Ra Al Ghul.

"Of course, of course. It was a pleasure finally meeting the young woman that my doctor has been obsessing over for quite some time. My lady, I hope he is treating you well and that you will not always feel like such a prisoner here. After all, the doctor can be a very good man."

Lana stared after the man in confusion as he left the room, leaving her and Crane alone before Crane turned his attention to her. Her green eyes turned to him as he cupped her cheek in his hand.

"I must see to some business right now and I will be leaving to go back to work for a couple hours afterwards. So, it will be late before I get home. Get some sleep; I will see you later tonight if you are still awake," he whispered, kissing her gently on the lips before he left the room, locking the door behind him.

To my reviewers of the last chapter!
Aiereana - I am glad that you enjoy the story. I have been writing this for quite a few years. Unfortunately I just don't have the time or the love for my stories like I use to. So, it is slow going.

Ariel - I am sorry for the wait, I do tend to take a while for updates, I've gone over a year before and I had the chapter already written, just wanting things different. This is a brand new chapter though. Never been posted and newly written. I only have a little of the next chapter done, but hoping I upload that chapter faster than this last one.

The Blue Finch - There is going to be tons more, at least tons more planned, but not written out. This story goes on for quite a bit and even will show case in my other story, Love Denied. This story had actually been written after Crane's appearance in Love Denied, but because of all the stories being deleted from a while ago, those chapters got lost and I am rewriting what I had and what I can remember.

LadyRedStar - Yes, it was a short chapter, but the way I was continuing it, I couldn't really write more into it as this chapter was some time later, I didn't want to cut it up like that. Sorry that things did not go all the way with the two, that is planned to happen in 2 maybe 3 chapters from now and is not going to be pretty... So, look for that. I don't want to rush into things, but I am starting to get impatient with things as well, so I can only imagine what my readers must feel.

Scriptophobia99 - yeah, it was just smut huh? I don't think I will be having anything like that in this story for at least a few chapters, most likely several from now. At least not the kind of smut that was in the last chapter.