DISCLAIMER: Christopher Nolan and DC owns all rights. I own Danika Doe.

"Great Love is wild and passionate and dangerous, it burns and consumes…until there is nothing left"

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She knew it was wrong, she knew it was perverse but like he said "her faith is what will bring her demise".

As Bruce and Selina went off to save the city, she was left there bleeding to death, she knew that with moments left, she should at least share them with the one person she understood, and the one person that ever understood her.

Crawling, leaving a trail of blood behind her, she crept and slowly, painfully, pulling herself on her elbows what few feet felt like miles, to him. When she reached him, his body laid limp and dead. She had realized she was too late, the blast he suffered to his abdomen at the hands of Selina was too severe. Once Danika realized, she couldn't hold it back any longer leaning up on her shoulders she coughed what she thought was bile, realizing it was blood, she knew these were her last moments, then she felt a slight kick from boots at her hands. His boots.

She quickly crawled her way up to where they both could see each other's faces'. She all but collapsed on his left shoulder as they both laid there, he looked at her, gasping slow breathes; he managed to get out, "Couldn't stay away, masochist".

She looked up at his eyes, those piercing bluish grey eyes looked quite different this time, not terrifying, menacing, or controlling as they normally were, although not loving or admirable, but she didn't expect any more, still different, she thought.

"Just thought I'd come say I told you so", she coughed blood again, on his arms, which seemed to be holding her stable.

She felt his hand, this disastrous, evil, thing, on her face, not crushing her jaw, or in taunt, but like he did want her there. She reached up to his mask, and with an almost gasp of a sentence said, "Once more", she then unclasped the front piece of his mask, pulling herself onto him just a bit, without breaking any eye contact, she placed her bloodstained lips on his, and they kissed.

When she pulled away her lips from his, she reached and clasped back his mask. He knew why, looking at her with recognition, she starred into his eyes, he looking like he had to say something, breathed in to try to form words, She interrupted him, "I know."

And with that she laid her head down on his chest, and drifted away. He laid there knowing that the morphine being pumped into his mask was the only thing that gave him his last moments. Embracing death, he laid his head back onto the ivory floor and gently squeezed her hand and with that he was gone as well.

5 Months earlier ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Standing all but defeated in Bane's lair, she wondered what she was doing there, how it all came to this. She had followed Bruce after Selina, she didn't trust Selina, after the fight that just occurred, she had every right not to. 4 of Bane's henchmen held Danika back, so she could see the destruction Bane inflicted on The Bat. Danika couldn't believe her eyes, they carried him off, and she realized that she had to fight or die, she needed to get away from this man. Danika felt a shift in her breathing, her muscles tense, and her eyes dilate. In a swift move she got her arms and legs free of the 4 men who had let go enough for her to burst through, they probably expected that she would just give up at that point. They were wrong.

Danika looked over the railing of the death trap that led into the sewers, quickly surveying the chains, and architecture trying to figure out a way out of this hell. As the 4 men all but cornered her, she could feel the footsteps of that monster climbing his way up to them, she looked around and saw him climb the first set of stairs, there seemed to be 5 floors of a grate catwalk. Kicks and punches were flying everywhere, dodging as many as she could she knocked two of the men down and leaving only two one of the men left. She grabbed the chain and swung off of the catwalk in attempt to reach the a way off of the grates. The other man grabbed the chain mid swing, sending the chain along with Danika swinging like a rag doll into the air, Danika hit her head on one of the foundations and lost the chain from beneath her grasp, falling 2 floors down she grabbed onto one of the grates handles gripping for dear life. One of the henchmen grabbed her arms, stabilizing her, she looked over her shoulder at Bane who was just standing, statuesque, and watchful over the scene, she saw his eyes, fierce, knife like blue grey eyes, looked up at the man holding her while she hung 4 floors above what seemed like a deposit in the water tunnels, looking down at the water, looked to be about 10 feet deep, and of course she couldn't swim. Danika looked to Bane, who simply nodded.

A nod!? What the hell do you get from a nod! Danika thought to herself.

She knew what it meant all too quickly, and she felt herself falling, the man let go of her and she was falling, this is how she was going to die. As she plummeted into the water, the current and waves pushing her around effortless, she hit her head on a cement block. Lights out.