Gordon still wasn't sure exactly how it had happened.

He vaguely remembered his thought process prior to entering his office. He had (not for the first time since that awful night) been lamenting about the fate of Batman, and wondering whether he had done the right thing. Despite knowing that he was only following Batman's orders, Gordon couldn't help but feel like he was condemning the man. He believed in Batman, but the city saw him as a villain. It didn't matter that the whole thing had been Batman's plan — Gordon couldn't help but feel as if the whole thing was his fault.

It was almost worse when he was here, at the station, interacting with the very people that were out for Batman's blood. Gordon would have loved nothing more than to tell them the truth, and end the witch hunt before it ended in tragedy. On a deeper level, he understood that it would never be that simple.

Still though, he would have loved to have the chance to tell someone else. Right now, the only people that knew were Batman, himself, and his family. Since Barbara seemed intent to block out any mention of that night, and Jimmy and Babs — well, he'd never force them to recount the horrible events of that night if he could help it - he was left with no one to talk to. He certainly wasn't going to be relaying his troubles to the Bat. He viewed the man as a friend, but any deep and meaningful conversations would probably be responded to with silence — certainly not the most comforting thing.

If he had it his way, he wouldn't be the only one on the force who knew the truth. He trusted Montoya, Bullock and Stephens; he didn't know how they would feel about the Bat's innocence, but they wouldn't betray his trust.

And that's what he'd been thinking about when he entered his office, and realised that it wasn't his office after all.

Gordon had blinked, and turned around, intent to leave the room, and make his way to the correct destination. And, well, the door had disappeared.

He'd inwardly sighed; of course this was happening to him. Of course.

So that was how he found himself standing in a blank white room, without a door or window in sight. 'Nowhere to run,' he thought, almost exasperated. He'd been hoping for some quiet time in his office — clearly that wasn't going to be happening now.

Gordon glanced around. He had no idea where he was. Obviously he had to be somewhere in the building, but…he'd never seen this room before. And, well, the door had disappeared, which certainly wasn't normal.

But then again, when was anything in Gotham ever 'normal'?

"Boss?"

He turned around, eyes widening when he caught sight of the people behind him — Montoya, Stephens and Bullock.

'Speak of the devil,' he thought, inwardly shaking his head as he remembered his previous thoughts.

"Where the fuck are we?" Bullock demanded, his brow furrowed as he looked around. Beside him, Stephens looked tense.

"The door disappeared." Montoya sounded incredulous as she stared at the blank wall. "How does the door just disappear?"

Gordon frowned. "No idea," he murmured, staring at the room around him. "How did you get here?"

"We were leaving the building," Montoya replied. "And then we ended up…here." She cocked her head to the side. "What is this, some elaborate kidnapping plot?"

Stephens frowned, striding forward. "What's that?" he questioned, reaching down. Gordon glanced over, surprised to see that the other officer was holding a piece of paper. Stephens' eyebrows raised in surprise.

"What does it say?" Montoya questioned.

"I have not kidnapped you," he read, sounding slightly incredulous. "I simply want you to know the truth."

Gordon frowned. "The truth?"

"Paper," Bullock said, nudging him. Gordon glanced over to where he was pointing; sure enough,there was another sheet of paper on the floor.

"Where the fuck are these things coming from?" Bullock demanded. Gordon ignored him; he was preoccupied with the words printed in front of him.

'About the Bat.'

Yes — he definitely didn't like where this was going.

"Boss?" Montoya prompted.

"Uh…" Gordon swallowed, staring uncertainly at the paper. What the hell did that even mean? Had Batman set this up? No one else knew about…

"I'm not Batman."

Gordon's head snapped towards Stephens.

"What?" he demanded.

"New one," Stephens replied, waving the latest sheet of paper in the air. "What does that mean? Batman has something to do with this?"

"No." Gordon's brow furrowed. "I think we should try and find a way out of here — "

"There's no door," Bullock reminded him. "It's literally just four walls, a floor, and a ceiling. I'm not sure how the fuck we're going to get out of here."

"Um…guys?" Montoya sounded hesitant. "There's…another one."

"Okay seriously, this is fucking creepy," Bullock groaned, as Montoya gingerly picked up the page, and stared at it nervously. "How the hell are those things just appearing everywhere? Hey — anyone listening?"

Gordon walked over to Montoya. He glanced down, and felt apprehension settle in his gut.

'They need to know the truth. Gotham needs the Batman, but the Batman can't always work alone. You ALL need to know the truth — the whole truth.'

Stephens blanched. "What — what the hell does that even — "

And then, suddenly, the whole room seemed to shift. Gordon's hand jerked forward instinctively, looking for something to hold on to. Montoya, Bullock and Stephens looked equally surprised. Gordon swallowed, uncertainty and confusion making him feel disoriented. He had no idea what was going on — was any of this even possible? (no — outside of those weird, whacky dreams you had on occasion, none of this should have been possible).

When everything cleared, Gordon realised that he was no longer standing in that strange white room anymore.

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AN:

Not sure if I'm too happy with this first chapter...I actually wasn't too sure how to begin this whole thing. But yeah, I've always enjoyed these 'characters watch the movies/tv shows' fics, and I couldn't find any for this fandom, so I thought I'd write my own. Since I love fics that involve the GCPD, I ended up with this xD

Anyway, even though I'm not 100% happy with this first chapter, hopefully you guys enjoyed it. Hopefully the following chapters (when things actually get started haha) are better.

Tell me what you think!