A/N: Hey, lovely reader. Thanks for taking the time to read this and hopefully I will so be able to put up the rest of the story. Thanks!
Disclaimer: I'd like to take the time to admit (rather sadly) that I do not own Batman Begins or The Dark Knight. However, Annette is my character.
Annette was going to die. She was sure of it. There was no way she could survive being thrown off the roof of Wayne Enterprises. Then again, if you add Batman into the mix; all the rules of logic and normalcy are out the window. Annette screamed as the ground came closer, but arms suddenly wrapped around her waist and turned her so she was facing the night sky. Some explosion sounded, not really heard by the busy city, and a rope whipped pass Annette's head. The rope tightened and suddenly she was going up. When reaching the roof of some other building, Annette was released and she turned around to see the Dark Knight. "Oh, wow," she gasped, sinking to her knees as she realized how high they were.
"Are you alright?" Batman's raspy voice asked.
Annette stared at him incredulously, "You've got to be joking! I know it's a habit for you to fly off buildings, but the rest of us mere mortals don't do that. Besides, it doesn't help when you are afraid of heights."
"You're safe now, though," said Batman.
"Yeah, I am," Annette replied softly. "Thank you…for saving me…again…for the third time."
"I'm starting to think that you're doing this on purpose. Do you find me that attractive?" Batman asked smugly as he smirked at her.
Annette felt the heat rise to her cheeks, "Don't flatter yourself that much. It's not like I plan it. You just happen to be very lucky and always get to save me."
Batman chuckled before looking at her in all seriousness, "Why were you on the roof with the mob?"
Annette winced at the anger in his voice, "I wasn't there by choice. I was getting ready to go home and they came in. I was going to be made an example of what happens when you cross the mob. My dad tried to steal a lot of money from them and I got caught in the middle. I was going to be his punishment."
"They're probably tracking you. You should leave Gotham and go somewhere safe," said Batman.
"Do you really think that will stop them?" Annette asked innocently. She stared at Batman with her wide green eyes.
"No," Batman sighed. He noticed Annette wobbling to get to her feet and helped her stand. She gripped his wrists tightly for security.
"So what pretty much is going through your head is that I am screwed. You could decide to be my personal body guard, but then Gotham is unprotected. There is no way to win this except for cops and lawyers putting mob away which will never happen since everyone is scared now that Harvey Dent is dead and you supposedly killed him," said Annette.
"There are good people in Gotham," Batman protested softly.
"Who?" Annette scoffed. "Name one person besides you and Gordon."
"You," said Batman. Annette froze and finally realized how close she and Batman were. Their chests were grazing and she could feel his breath on her face. Slowly, they began to lean in. Their lips touched for the briefest moment before Annette felt nothing but a breeze. She opened her eyes to see that Batman was gone. Pressing her fingers to her lips, Annette smiled. She was able to leave the building and she walked home; aware of the protective gaze watching over her.