A/N: So, like many people who watch Gotham, I was saddened with the loss of Jerome. Though Jeremiah has been a delight to watch and I can honestly say that he has wiggled his way into my heart. BUT there will always be a place tucked away that Jerome will always live in.

With that being said, I got this idea solely because I wanted to write more Gotham stuff and after searching the wide rogues list that Batman has, I found a character that I wanted to bring into the equation. I have made some creative choices in terms of the character and how she'll fit in with the established characters in Gotham, but you'll be able to see who she's modeled off of rather soon.

This takes place a few months after the finale of season 4 and I can honestly say I am excited to see what they do in season 5, but here's what my little brain decided to come up with.

ENJOY!

Chapter 1: Return to Gotham

Beep! Beep! Beep!

My hand slammed into the alarm, silencing the annoying sound it was making. I tried snuggling into my bed for a few more minutes of sleep, only for the sun to peak through a crack of my curtains and hit me square in the eyes.

I groaned as I turned the opposite direction. Hoping for a few more minutes, I get comfortable once again only for my cell phone to ring. Aggravated, I sit up and grab the slick red phone vibrating on the bedside table.

"Hello?" I mumble.

"Mornin' sis!"

My brother. Great…

I groan again. "Mornin…"

"Don't start. You were the one who asked me to call and make sure you got up this morning. Don't want to miss the ferry over."

"How about I do and just catch a later boat?"

My brother sighed. "Dj…."

"Fineeee….. I'm up. I'll see you in a bit brother."

"See ya in a bit, sis."

I closed my phone and sat up, stretching out the kinks that developed in my neck and back while I slept before walking over to the window and opening the curtains. My eyes landed on the harbor and traveled to the city that lay across from it.

Gotham City.

It's been a while since I was in Gotham. A little too long, honestly.

I smile to myself before going to get ready to make my way back to Gotham. Back home.

"Captain!"

Jim Gordon looked up from the file he was reading to see Harvey Dent standing right outside his office.

"Harvey, long time," Jim said as he stood up. Harvey entered the office and shook the detective's hand.

"Way too long, Jim. I'm sorry for being MIA, especially with everything that's happened recently."

"Eh, not your fault you were called into a case in Metropolis."

Jim motioned for Harvey to sit.

"I won't be here long, Jim. I just have a favor to ask you."

Jim nodded. "What can I do for you?"

"My sister, she's coming back to Gotham today. I was planning on being there when she arrived, but a meeting I can't get out of popped up this morning. Could you go meet her? I can come back to the precinct and get her later."

Jim looks at the clock on his desk and sighs. "What time is her ferry making dock?"

"11 a.m.," Harvey said as he pulled out a picture from his coat pocket. Jim took the photo and saw Harvey standing with a young woman in what he assumed was her early 20s, stormy grey eyes, and long dark brown hair.

"Her name is Darla Jean."

As I stepped off the deck and walked inside the ferry office. I looked around for the detective my brother said he sent to get me. It didn't surprise me that he had a meeting and couldn't come get me. When your brother is one of the best lawyers and up-and-coming District Attorney, understanding schedule changes comes with the territory.

I noticed a tall man just outside the office in a dark grey suit, facing away from the window. I could tell from the way he was standing, hands on hips as his head slowly moved taking in his surroundings, that it must be him.

I walked up to the man. "Captain Gordon?"

His dark blue eyes made contact with my grey ones. He immediately straightened his stance and turned to face me and stuck his hand out. "Miss Dent, pleasure to meet you."

"Jean, please," I said as I took his hand and shook it. "Pleasure to meet you as well."

I could tell from the way his eyes darted that he was trying to see the resemblance between me and my brother. I chuckled to myself.

"Looking for something there detective?"

"Sorry," he said as he shook his head. "Didn't mean to pry, but you don't…"

I sighed as I smiled at him. Looks like my brother never told anyone.

"Sorry to break it to you detective, but you won't find any resemblance between Harvey and me. I'm adopted."

"Oh… I'm…"

"It's fine. Honestly. I got used to the whole 'abandoned at birth' thing pretty early on in life. Besides, I never felt like I wasn't a Dent from birth. Harvey and my parents made sure of that."

Jim nodded. "Speaking of your brother, he should be out of his meeting soon. He said he'd meet us back at the precinct when he was done."

"Ok. Lead the way Captain," I said as I feigned a salute. I grabbed the handle on my suitcase and followed behind him. Just before we got to his car, I got a sudden chill down my spine. I looked around and saw a tall and lanky figure draped in a dark checkered patterned overcoat. He was wearing a black wide-brimmed hat and sunglasses. Even though I couldn't see his eyes, I knew he was watching me.

"Jean."

I turned towards Jim and was about to say something when I saw his eyes grow. I looked back at the man that was staring at me and saw that he had a small smirk on his face. Not a moment later Jim and I started coughing.

I felt my vision slowly fade in and out. I leaned against my suitcase to help me stay upright. Through my hazy vision, I saw the man approach me. I tried to speak but he placed a gloved finger over his blood red lips. Soon everything went black.