AN: this is an experiment, as most of my fics are and it's a WIP too...with no ideas to continue it with lately. Please, I repeat, PLEASE! DO NOT FLAME, I don't need to know just how much you think I suck or you don't like this, there are all kinds of people out there and stuff for each of them too, so, if you don't like it, don't read it, and if you still read it without liking it, at least be respectful!
R & R
Disclaimer: I don't own a thing, I wish I owned Joker though XD
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Chapter One: Professor Strange.
As much as she wanted to, she couldn't stop tip-tapping her mechanical pencil against her wooden-desk's top, and as much as she wanted to, she couldn't concentrate on her next patient's files. The files were displayed in front of her on her laptop's LCD but she couldn't pay attention to them, her eyes kept jumping from one point to another haphazardly inside her office, the office that had had two other heads of psychiatry that had gone insane and were now inmates, 'Whiners...', she thought, and that, without counting Dr. Harleen Quinzel...that wouldn't happen to her, oh no, it just COULDN'T because...she was already insane, she'd given into insanity a long time ago, it's just that, you learn how to conceal it.
The files read the name 'Professor Hugo Strange'. As much as she wanted, she couldn't help feel a bit irked and even intimidated by Professor Strange when he crossed her office's door, she shifted on her chair, trying not to seem nervous but it was obviously useless with Professor Strange.
'You don't have anything, to be nervous about...Dr. Lehmann...'
He sat in front of her and the guard asked her if she wanted to take the cuffs off of Professor Strange, she nodded and the guard left them alone with a very liberated and freely-moving Professor Strange; said Professor stood up and walked to the bookcases that were placed behind her. She tensed for a split-second before relaxing again. Strange just watched her from the corner of his eye before entertaining himself with the books.
'Aaaah, I remember when I used to spend the days here...trying to unravel the mysteries of the, uh, criminal mind....the insane, mind...'
She didn't say anything but only turned on her chair to watch Strange.
'You seem, not to like me Dr. Lehmann...I can't blame you, most people...don't find it particularly pleasant to be analyzed, like, insects on a diorama...'
Heidi shifted on her chair again, she seemed more confident now that she'd changed positions it seemed. She spoke for the first time, now noticing that 15 minutes of session had already gone by, how? She couldn't tell...
'Now there...Professor, you're completely wrong...because I do like you, and somehow...I feel I can trust you with something that I've been thinking lately...'
Strange didn't seem as surprised as he seemed curious, he walked back to his chair in front of the desk and sat there, giving his whole attention, and curiosity, to Dr. Lehmann.
'Fascinating...I wonder what is it that you like about me, I can't think of anything that is obviously attractive to women that I possess. And that takes me to think that you must have a deeper motif for you to actually like me, some kindred feeling perhaps...something you think we have in common...'
'Definitely what I'd expect from Professor Strange...', thought Heidi. She shifted again, but this time she seemed pleased in doing so analyzed Strange, she actually seemed to enjoy it, as if that last shift inflated her ego because she was behind a powerful desk.
'Aside from the interest in the criminal mind I doubt there's such a thing Professor, because as far as I remember, the mind you were most interested in was the Batman's, am I correct?'
Strange nodded, tapping his fingers together in thought. 'Yes, very true, Dr. Lehmann...but please, call me Hugo'.
'Hugo it is then...but, as I said, the mind you were most interested in was the Batman's, and unfortunately, that interest I don't share with you...my attention is focused in, another...mad mind...'
Heidi could've sworn she actually saw something sparkle ominously behind Hugo's glasses, but she couldn't be sure.
'I see...you seem to be as interested in this, mind, as I am in the Batman's...some emotional attachment maybe, or just a sick curiosity like mine, however...said mind must be quite far away from you, either physically or just psychologically for you to seem so deeply disturbed by its absence and therefore, your, uh, inability to...analyze it properly...'
Heidi was beginning to wonder if she actually was the therapist in there or if it was Professor Strange.
'Hugo...your necessity to analyze never ceases to amaze me, but unfortunately, our time is up...'
She pressed a button underneath her desk's top and the same guard that brought Strange handcuffed him and took him away again.
'Goodbye Dr. Lehmann...'