Quincy Sharp did not enjoy having sessions with the patients at Arkham. He did because it was a necessary formality for the director to asses each patient. Most of the time it was easy painless work, the patient came in and stared blankly or babbled about nothing. That always changed when he got to the more interesting patients. People like the rogues, each of them had their own little quirks and ways of managing to not cooperate with their doctors. And the Tetch girl wasn't any different. The media had yet to add her to the so called Gallery, Quincy wasn't sure what they were waiting for, but she was just as trying as the rest of them. Particularly because she knew to much. It was really to bad he couldn't kill her, or lobotomize. He'd have to check whether that was still legal.

"Why did you want to see me Tetch?" Quincy asked irritably, a lunch date with a very pretty nurse had been cut short by this.

"That's not my name, I'm Hatter." She told him calmly content to take her time getting to the point. She had asked to see him now because she knew he would take it and because she knew it inconvenienced him. The nurse however, Hatter was sure, had found one of her many orderly 'friends' to keep her company.

Quincy rolled his eyes and snapped at her, "I don't care, cut to the chase."

"I have to start at the beginning and go on till I get to the end, and I will get there in due time. Don't forget I gave you your job Mr. Sharp, I can take it away just as quickly." The orderlies who had accompanied her to the office and still stood behind the chair where she sat didn't even flinch. They had long since learned to hear and see nothing within the walls of Arkham.

Quincy shut up immediately, there her knowing to much again. There had to be someway to get rid of her, where the blame wouldn't fall on him. She still had the mother who came by every so often, there couldn't be any questions if she was to disappear.

"How would you like to be mayor? Elections are this year you know." Hatter asked quite suddenly staring at Quincy to gauge his reaction, "And you know I can make it happen, if I get what I want."

Only slightly taken aback, nothing was unexpected with this one, Quincy waved the orderlies out of the room. Even some things could not be silenced by the Asylum. Mayor Sharp, had a certain ring to it he though, and of course as mayor Quincy could throw his weight behind the death penalty the next time Miss Tetch got caught. No questions would be asked, no police poking around the asylum perfectly legal. Except for the election no doubt.

"What do you want?"

Hatter smiled, she knew she had him. Whatever she asked for she could get it at this moment, "Well you know I'm an absolute spoilt brat so naturally I want a good deal of things. I want everything that got confiscated when I got turned in, hat, clothes, chips the lot of it. And I want you to let me escape. In turn you will register for the election and I will rig the votes. Lets drink on it, I've never had scotch."

Hatter stood up and walked to a bookshelf on the side of the room with a very handsome set of glass decanters and cups. Managing very well for wearing handcuffs she poured two cups full out of a very expensive looking bottle and dropped it on the floor so that it shattered in a pool of amber liquid and thick shards. Just because Hatter knew it would irritate the soon to be mayor. He didn't see her add a folded paper of a chemical concoction she had forced Jonathan to make her during that short time long ago. The one thing they hadn't managed to take from her. She put one of the cups on the desk and paused with the other halfway to her mouth, " What do you say, Mayor Sharp?"

Quincy took his cup drained it and said, "Miss Tetch as of today I deem you completely cured and fit to join society."

"A very funny lie," She answered draining her own glass and flinging it aside to join the broken bottle, "I want out tonight, make it happen Doctor."

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AN: Please note that the events of this chapter do not devalidate those of The War Inside Her Head this story is the events leading u to that point