Disclaimer: I own nothing from the Batman Franchise. That's all DC. Everything else is my own.

Authors Note: Read Intimate Details first. You would understand the background for this story better. Anyway....So I got back in my batman mode. I am seeing for the 5th time tonight at our 3 dollar cinema. =) And here is the first chapter.


Chapter 1

She clenched her fist as she walked after him in the courtroom lobby. Rachel had approached her earlier that she believed Crane was up to something.

She agreed with Rachel, something fishy was going on with all of Falcone's people ended up where she worked. Of Course this was out of her jurisdiction but she was getting fed up with all these 'mental patients' something was going on and she wanted to find out.

"Dr Crane, under what circumstances is there to justify this ruling? What evidence do we have?"

"Plenty"

She walked faster to catch up with him so they were now walking side by side, "I looked over their files and there are no concrete facts that any of these men should be in our facility"

Crane stopped and turned to look at his colleague. "Dr. Allen, you have to understand that we simply are the carriers of a higher purpose. To treat those of the mental and psychological impaired" Hannah stayed quiet and he continued, "and if they happen to have killed 30 people in the making, so be it"

She scoffed, "Just because he says he is mentally insane doesn't make it true"

"Well that is why we have the justice system, to make those decisions for us, we give our observations of the patients and they decide to agree or not."

She bit her tongue, "There is no we, you cut off all my access to those patients."

Crane shrugged, "I feel that you are not needed"

Hannah crossed her arms, "I just think it is a little strange that 90 percent of all your inmates in your facility are criminals. More so Carmine Falcones."

Jonathon looked around and laughed before stepping closer to her.

"Hannah-"

She raised her hand, "Dr. Allen thank you"

Crane smiled and turned to look away before speaking.

"Dr. Allen, I realize that you and Ms. Dawes have some sort of friendship, but I trust that it won't interfere with our work am I correct?"

Hannah tried to ignore the feeling in her gut. She wasn't scared of Crane, but she knew that he had ties with the mob and she would never risk her friend's lives with that. So she bottled up her remark and nodded.

"Just keep your rats out of my work Crane" She hissed, "whatever you have up your sleeve I don't want to be involved with it."

Crane said nothing and straightened his suit.

"Have a good day Dr. Allen, see you at work."

Hannah watched him walk away before taking a breath and going in the opposite direction to the parking lot where her car was located.

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Hannah got back to her office and asked not to be disturbed. Sitting down at her desk she chewed on the top of her pen with a focused mind. Three of her patients had been exposed to the same type of toxin she had witnessed in China. And all three had some sort of connection to Falcone. Oh course she was not allowed to say what.

But this fear virus, that the asylum called it, was the main reason Crane was brought to Gotham. His knowledge of experience with this virus was precise and knew how to treat the patients. She of course was never allowed to watch the sessions.

Not knowing how much time had passed, suddenly the phone in her office rang. She leaned forward and pressed intercom.

"Dr. Allen speaking."

"You're 4 o clock is here" Nancy, her secretary told her.

Hannah burrowed her brow and opened up her calendar and checked the date. She had no 4 o clock today.

"Nancy, I don't have a four o clock. Are you sure they are at the right place"

"He says he will only see you"

Frowning she stood up from her desk and went over to her door and opened it. She walked down the hallway and into the lobby. There was a man with his back to her and she looked at Nancy, who just pointed to the man looking away.

"Sir can I help you?"

"I think so…" He turned around and she wanted to run away, "I think I'm overdue for a mental examination"

Standing in front of her was Bruce Wayne.

This was going to be interesting.


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xoxo-Rachel