Tabitha Galavan waited in the Arkham wreck room it was sad how empty it was nothing but tables and empty chairs. Tabitha was a sorry sight a shell of her former self. She'd become for lack of a better word a declawed cat and now just wished, to be left alone in peace. That was why she confessed to every crime she ever committed and turned herself in at the GCPD.

For some reason she was deemed insane, and sentenced to Arkham she should have gotten the death penalty then again, she already did die. She was killed by Penguin and Butch made Strange bring her back but she didn't remember who she was when she came something went wrong and even though she had strong feelings for Butch she didn't know who he was.

Some how Penguin found out what Butch was doing, he came in and he shot Butch in front of her she didn't understand not even now but despite not having all her memories her heart shattered when Butch died in front of her. Penguin was about to kill her for a second time but then decided not to. He wanted to make her new chance at life a living hell. So he had a mini bomb collar but on her neck and forced her to work for him. It was a nightmare of endless abuse and humiliation complete with Penguin using a mini bomb collar around her neck as leverage and the worst part was not remembering what she did to him.

Eventually a stranger name Selina Kyle saved her. Selina had broken into Penguin's home and found Tabitha crying for some reason Tabitha crying was shocking to sight to people though Tabitha (who even now didn't remember much about her life before she died) didn't understand why much less why people were always so frightened of her. That and Tabitha didn't understand why but Selina felt like the first person to treat her as a person right off the bat for some reason that made Tabitha trust her immediately.

After meeting Selina and Tabitha became a team. It didn't start off on a good foundation though. Selina out of perhaps desperation lied to Tabitha and said they were friends. Tabitha believed her and odd enough Selina did become her friend, even more strange when Tabitha remembered the truth well when she got enough of her memories back it didn't matter their friendship was what mattered to Tabitha. Besides Selina did steal the key to the bomb collar from Oswald so Tabitha figured what was a lie between friends?

Together they were a great duo and Tabitha though she never said it out loud started to love Selina a if she was one of her own. It was short lived but it was awesome sadly ultimately Selina had a falling out with Tabitha. It was over the last thing you'd expect Tabitha had only one condition for them staying partners Selina had to go to school like a regular kid, she couldn't do anything to in danger her education, and Selina had to get a job. Selina had a hard time adjusting and found herself stealing less and less this made Tabitha happy for some reason though she still didn't understand why.

Tabitha even now didn't understand why Selina getting an education mattered to her. At first, she wanted her to get it so Selina could have something to fall back on. However, over time Selina's happiness and well-being began to matter more to Tabitha than anything else so much so that even as the majority of Tabitha's memories started to return all she cared about was looking after the kid and when they had that fight over how Selina felt like Tabitha was trying to change her and to be honest she was but arguably for the better that was why she felt the best way to make Selina understand was to turn herself in.

She turned looking at her reflection in the window. Tabitha really had nothing left their place had been raided by Penguin's thugs the day before she turned herself in and since practically everything she had the clothes on her back included were stolen it was a safe bet that her Arkham black and white stripes were as close to the most legitimate thing she could claim to have now.

She couldn't begin to imagine why she was here now maybe Selina wanted to see her. What happened next truly surprised her Harvey Dent, and Jim Gordon walked in Harvey Dent carried a file folder. "Good evening Miss Galavan I believe your familiar with Detective Gordon I'm-"

"I know who you are what's this about?" She asked abruptly.

"We are here to make you an offer you see in recent months more and more highly skilled and shall we say talented individuals have popped up due to the nature of their origins or what have you a new bill has been passed for individuals. If they meet certain criteria they can participate in a rehabilitation program." Dent explained.

"So, I meet this criteria?"

"Barely." Gordon answered "Basically you'd be under my supervision you'd still be a prisoner and required to wear your uniform when not fulfilling your community service. Also, I'd have to have a room converted into a cell and you'd be required to wear a new type of monitor meant to track and keep you in line curtesy of a new government agency known as A.R.G.U.S. the reasons for these rules is that while this is a sort of work release and house arrest situation you are still legally considered an inmate."

Tabitha took a deep breath then looked at Harvey "Mr. Dent I would like to have a moment with Detective Gordon seeing as he and I may be spending a lot of time together. I think it's only appropriate we hammer out the more-" Tabitha paused the sight of her biting her lip was enough to tell Jim she still had a fiery temper deep down inside of her especially when she finished with "intimate details of this arrangement." It was easy to tell she was pissed but she clearly was exercising restraint.

"Alright." Harvey Dent straightened his tie as he got up from his chair "Jim if you need anything I'll be outside the door."

"I'll be fine Dent." Gordon nodded taking a literal grin and bear approach.

Tabitha watched as the attorney walked out the door her eyes like a stealthy predator "Now that he's gone and there are no cameras in here I want to ask you something Jim. It is okay if I call you Jim right? I mean you killed my brother so I assume we don't need to be so formal."

"What do you want from me Tabitha? I'm not happy with this any more than you are but I'm doing this for-" Jim paused swallowing his pride "a friend."

Tabitha laughed "What friend? Who could we possibly have in common."

"It's more of a friend of a friend situation." He clarified "The point is we might as well try and get along since this is the only way you can get out of here while your still fairly young if not you won't breathe fresh air for a very long time. Is that what you want? Five years with me or however long you got here?"

"What exactly will I be doing?" She asked.

"When you are not in confined to your cell you will be doing community service. Which involves working under Alfred Pennyworth at Wayne manor as well as myself I'm up for a promotion as the new Captain of the GCPD and you are not at Wayne Manor will act as my personal assistant or secretary. It's a lot better than here at least."

Tabitha took a deep a breath and let it out visibly showing her depression "So now I'm a maid it's just like in the story of what happened to my ancestor. Butch lost his hand and I live out my days as a maid." She started laughing "I must look pathetic right now to you. I bet you enjoy this the chance to humiliate me like this. You think your better than me right?"

Gordon showed he was getting frustrated "You're a murderer and you've tortured people do you expect me to feel sorry for you?"

"I want one thing from you before I agree to this so called work release program. I want a confession I've confessed to all my crimes. Just admit what you did to my brother and why you did it and tell me why you killed Mario. I admit I've been going through some changes so much so I'm very different now than how I was, so a confession is all I'm asking for Jim. From one monster to another tell me the truth. Admit you are a serial killer to me. That's the one thing you've never shown a woman your truth, your soul you couldn't show your real self to Barbara, or Lee not even that Valerie woman but I want you to give that to me. As a family member of your second victim you owe me that." She spoke with a surprisingly sad tone Jim hadn't expected that from her. Tabitha never came off as someone capable of being calm much less openly sad.

Jim closed his eyes and took a deep breath "Your right I have killed people I have crossed the line I tell me myself I did because I had no other choice. I tell myself it was for a greater good but the truth is I-" Jim stopped unable to bring himself to say it out loud "I partly did it because I was pissed off and because part of me felt powerful and that's what terrifies me about killing not that it's wrong but because I enjoy it because God help if I went too far into the dark and came back like you Tabitha."

She nodded the looked over at a window "I use to love riding horses and playing with my pet dogs. Then one day my brother left all I had was the horses and my dogs. I was a bastard, my step mother never stopped reminding me of that. My father he was a drinker a womanizer and he had temper he would also come into my room at night sometimes when he was drunk and-" She stopped clearly not able to continue but Jim could read between the lines "They made kill my dogs as part of some sick test. The idea was to desensitize me towards murder and it worked I would cry a little less after each one and I'd feel like part of me was dying with them. When I killed my favorite horse, it felt like I only had a little speck of light in me that was barely holding on."

Tabitha said starting to tear up but still continued "I was a teenager when Theo came back from wherever he was being trained and I hoped he would protect me from them like he used to. I hoped he would take me away from that nightmare but he changed it was like he wasn't my brother anymore that was when the last bit of light in me died. That's why I liked Butch so much I could pretend with him I was normal. I got to be normal in some ways I guess I loved living with him watching him read the newspaper. I even got to have a friend like Barbara."

"Why are you telling me this Tabitha?" Jim asked clearly confused.

Tabitha took a deep breath obviously hesitating "I want you to know that when I say I'm trying to start over and that starting over includes forgiving you and attempting to allow you to start over in a sense that I am telling you the truth. What I'm saying I guess is that Jim Gordon I forgive you do you forgive me?"