A/N: Hope you enjoy this. I can't wait to start writing the Joker, in fact I already have started! He will come in pretty soon. Please R&R!
I do not own anything except for Chelsea and Danny.
Chelsea Edwards sits on her couch in her and her boyfriends modest apartment frowning at a crossword. Suddenly a look of comprehension dawns upon her face and she scribbles something down. As she does a little of her chocolate brown hair falls across her pale face which she moves back behind her ear. While she works a respectable business consulting job, her partner Danny is a run-around man for Gotham's various mobs. He doesn't want to tie himself down to one group rather spread his loyalties around. More room to breathe. He was busy playing with something on the other side of the open plan room as Chelsea sat there. She looked up but decided not to say anything. Looking down at the paper she starts thinking again. She has a gift for making big plans without forgetting the minute details. This has helped her excel in her job working with some of the big business names of Gotham. Danny has always joked about using her 'powers', as he calls them, for evil rather than good. But getting neck deep with the mob was not her idea of fun. She didn't like the life expectancy figures for a start.
When they started going out Danny was getting his plumbing apprenticeship, that was six years ago when she was 16 and he was 19. She hated him for his work with the mobs but sticks around because it's comfortable. She can't really see her future with him long term like she did when they first started dating. He had changed over the years, especially over the last couple of months. She was really just biding her time to see a good chance to break up with him even though deep down she would always be attached to him being her first love. Chelsea looked over to Danny, he was dressed in all black packing a backpack with a flashlight, rope and a balaclava. She could ask him what he was up to tonight but she preferred not to know. She looked up from the crossword she was doing as she sat curled up on the couch. "Honey, do you mind sleeping in the spare room when you get back tonight? It's just I have a big meeting tomorrow at Wayne Enterprises and I need to be on the ball".
"I know you have a meeting there. You haven't shut up about it for two fucking weeks" he said without looking up. She assumed that was a yes, she took it as one as she didn't want to have another row with him. She had no issue with yelling straight back. He clipped up his backpack and stood up. He was tall and bulky with short dark hair. "See you later, Babe". She smiled a fake smile but stopped once the door was slammed behind him. Some people may think she was in a mentally abusive relationship and she just did whatever he said to make him happy. But not really, she was just nice to him to keep things easy for herself while she figured out how she would move on from this without getting the mob on her back for dumping one of their own. She has a life outside of him, a good brain and a great job. She looked up at the TV screen. Another news report about the Joker was on. Man this guy gets around! This time he had robbed a bank. I wonder if Danny works for him? She wondered as she got up to switch off the TV. After brushing her teeth and getting her clothes ready for tomorrow she hopped into bed and eventually fell to sleep.
Chelsea walked into the foyer of Wayne Enterprises wearing a light grey skirt and blazer with a baby blue shirt topped off with designer heels and bag. Looking around she finally found her boss Mr. Murrey. He was barking down his mobile phone waving his arms around animatedly "Ah!" he stated spotting Chelsea "Michael, I have to go. Showtime!" he hung up the phone. He was in his fifties and often looked as though he was going to have a heart attack. Constantly clammy and loud, he had a booming voice, grey balding hair, a shinny red face and clothes he hadn't updated since around when Chelsea was born. "So, Ms. Edwards, how did the preparations go?" he began. They walked towards the lifts. Once they are up to the correct floor they were greeted by the sectary of the man they are meeting with. "Mr. Murrey, Ms. Edwards, please come in. I've been trying to reach you for the past 40 minutes". She bustled along, she was cliché, blonde, big boobs, too small clothes. "Unfortunately Damian is ill today and won't be able to make it to the meeting" contrary to this she continues to walk them towards the board room. "So" she says as they walk through the board room doors and stopping "Mr. Wayne has offered to step in for today". Chelsea's eyes widened as Bruce Wayne stood up from the table. This was going to be more stressful than she thought. Mr. Murrey began the introductions, walking over to shake hands. Chelsea wiped her hand on her blazer and presented it "Pleased to meet you Mr. Wayne"
"And you Ms. Edwards". They got right down to business. As Bruce had just stepped into this deal Chelsea didn't know how much he would know about it. She was shocked once she realised he knew it back to front. They went over the proposal for an hour and a half. They were wrapping up when Mr. Murrey had to take a phone call just outside the room leaving Chelsea and Bruce to themselves. "So how long have you been working for the Murrey Corporation, Ms. Edwards? You seem to have your head screwed on".
"Three years full time but I worked part time for 3 years before that during school. I started there after a work experience placement".
"Interesting, interesting" he was smirking at her, she didn't know why, he probably thought it was flirting. "The company has worked closely with the Murrey Corporation for many years so it was a pleasure to finally meet your boss today. And in meeting you, Ms. Edwards, it makes me wonder what took me so long in coming to these meetings". Before she could reply Mr Murrey returned. "Mr Murrey" Bruce started, finally taking his eyes off Chelsea "I would like to invite yourself, your wife, Ms. Edwards and partner" he looked at Chelsea when he said this trying to read her reaction "to a charity event I'm holding next week. It will give you a good insight into how we like to do things here at Wayne Enterprises".
"Mr. Wayne, it would be an honour to attend! I've heard about your little shindigs and only good things!" he nodded as to drive home his point. Bruce looked directly at Chelsea.
"My partner and I would love to attend" she said smiling, not breaking the eye contact. Her boss didn't notice as they both started smirking. "Well we best be off Mr. Wayne" Mr. Murrey said.
"Please" Bruce said shaking his hand "Call me Bruce". The older man chuckled. "And, I'll see you next Friday night Ms. Edwards. Thank you for the brief you prepared for today. It gives me a lot to think about".
"Please" she said shaking his hand "call me Chelsea".
In the lift on the way down as Mr. Murrey started to talk about how important he was to warrant a meeting with the Bruce Wayne, Chelsea wondered what she had just gotten herself into.
A/N: If you read please review! I'd like to hear any point of view that could improve the story.