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Chapter 2: In the line of Fire

Bruce slowly crept into the room, careful not to disturb Violet from her slumber. Luckily tonight nothing escalated to anything dangerous. Normal thugs here and there, that he took care of without getting a single scratch this time. The Joker must be planning something big, something that for sure would destroy Gotham. He was pretty much on the down low these past few weeks. Bruce was relieved that he didn't have to trouble with, at least for now. Bruce sighed as he saw Violet peacefully sleeping. He walked over to the chair by her bedside and watched as she breathed in and out. Bruce carefully leaned forward and removed a few long bellowing curls from her face and placed them behind her ear. He lingered for a while, just feeling the warm and soft pale skin. He gently traced small circles from her cheekbones to her shoulder. He studied her face, first she was serene but now it looked like as if she was going to cry. A small tear managed to escape her closed eyes. Her left hand- which glistened in the moonlight because of her deep jade shinning off her ring- grasped tightly to the sheets as if she was in pain. Bruce watched her more closely. He managed to hear her mutter something.

"No Joker...please stop...don't hurt him...take me instead..leave him alone...its me that you are after."

Violet continued to cry silently. Bruce felt helpless. Finally getting up from the chair, Bruce gathered Violet into his arms. She didn't wake up but she continued crying.

"Shh, it's alright I'm here. You are not going to lose me and I'll be damned if I lose you." Bruce kissed her rosy cheek. Violet slowly calmed down and fell asleep again. But Bruce stayed there, holding her closely to him, grasping onto her for dear life as if someone were to walk in and rip out his arms.

Alfred watched from the door as Bruce held on to the young woman who is his reason for living.

I fluttered my eyes open to the bright light shinning through the large windows. It was surprisingly sunny this morning. I looked over to my right side and I was disappointed to see that it was empty. I sighed and got out of bed, maybe he would be downstairs. I slipped on my blue robe and tapped my way down the spiral staircase to the dinning area.

When I arrived downstairs I was not surprised to see that Bruce was already at the table reading the paper and looking like a god in Armani, ready go and dictate Wayne Industries. Alfred was tending to him like he always did. They both stared at me as I gracefully took my seat.

"Good morning." I greeted as I gracefully fixed my coffee with cream and sugar.

Alfred smiled and looked over at Bruce. "I trust you slept well Miss Violet."

"Very well, thank you Alfred." I turned to Bruce and took his hand. "Off to work already?"

"Yea, I need to talk to Lucius about a new suit."

"Oh." I didn't want to press the matter any further because I was entirely not comfortable.

"Nothing major happened last night, don't worry." Bruce kissed my hand.

"It is not going to stop making me worry. The police, including you, don't have any current leads on that psycho." I removed my hand from his grasp and took a section from his newspaper. I scanned the articles for a few minutes until I got to the one I was looking for. "Harvey Dent is holding a press conference today. Maybe he can help." I pointed to the picture of Harvey.

Bruce smirked and stood from the table. "Vi, Harvey is busy trying to win a campaign. Do you honestly think he will want to get involved with Batman." Bruce leaned down and kissed me softly, making my knees buckle under the table. For second he made forget what I was talking about. I pouted as he pulled away.

"What if I go down there today and ask him. The confernce is for voters, he will gladly answer me." Before I got another chance to give him one more kiss he was already by the elevator.

"Will you be taking the batpod, sir?" Alfred asked Bruce as he stepped into the elevator.

"In the middle of the day Alfred...not very suttle." Bruce retorted while he buttoned up his suit jacket.

"The lamborghini then...much more suttle." Alfred muttered to himself. I rolled my eyes and headed upstairs to get dressed. Bruce was going to need help to rid this city of crime, maybe this was the way I can save him from getting killed.

I had arrived to where the press conference was to be held. By the looks of it, it was going to be a major event. I scanned through the crowd of people and camera crews for Harvey, but there was no sign of him anywhere. I spotted an empty seat and sat down. I pulled out my cell phone to check the time..10 a.m.

"Violet?" I heard a female voice call out. I turned to see who the voice belonged to. Rachel Dawes.

"Rachel, what are you doing here?" I asked her as I put my phone away.

"I could ask you the samething. Bruce said you were in London for an art exposion you would be hosting." She turned my question to me.

"It was only for two weeks." I smiled kindly.

"Oh well its good that you are back. I'm here to support Harvey, the scandal of his campaign was cleared off and he wants to appeal to voters by answering their questions and concerns." I underestimated Rachel, she was much more understanding than I was. Certainly much more supporative as well.

With the sudden uproar of applause we both turned to where the doors were located. Harvey burst through the double doors looking impeccable and determined. He went up to the podium that was clouded with microphones from every different news station. He smile was flawless for the cameras. His blue eyes scanned the sea of people and landed on me, he winked at me too. I smiled at him, happy to see my best friend again.

Questions were soon open and he gladly too them with confidence. A reporter for the Gotham Post asked the first question.

"Mr. Dent, do you believe that you can really change Gotham?" The reporter was ready with his notepad and pen in hand.

Harvey smirked. " I wouldn't be running if I didn't believe that change was possible. Tackling crime and corruption is not impossible, it just requires leadership and determination. This campaign has shown that Gotham citizens will fight for change, and I will make sure that Gotham City gets the safe streets we all deserve if I am elected DA." Everyone in the room seemed very content with his response.

I sighed as the questions continued. I thought to myself, just elect the him already. Tha man is determined to bring back Gotham. He has proven himself more than a million times to these people, it is obvious he has this election in the bag.

Suddenly- one question crossed my mind. What does he think of Bruce- or Batman? I don't know what came over me but by the time I realized it, my hand was already in the air among other eager ones.

Harvey was taken back to see my slender hand up, but he was more than happy to take my question.

"Yes, Mrs.Wayne?" He nodded for me to proceed with my question. All eyes were burning onto me.

I gulped hard, I regretted putting my hand up. "You talk about change and bringing back Gotham. What do you think of the vigilante that is trying to make change? In other words, what do you think of the Batman?" I had no idea why I decided to ask that question, but I did.

The room grew stagnent.

Harvey cleared his throat and smoothed out his tie with one hand, while the other grasped tightly to the podium. "Batman is a symtom of a deeper problem in this city. We don't feel safe, we don't feel that the cops are protecting us, and we are all susceptible to either despair, fear, or anger because of it. While I can't condone extralegal behavior, I understand why citizens have rellied behind Batman and see him as a hero. I believe, however, that the city would be better off when police make our city safe and not one caped man."

I was shocked by his answer. I sat there like a statue. How could he not believe that Batman could actually change the city. He is the only one besides Harvey, who can bring Gotham back, together they would be unstoppable.

"Thank you all for your time. Now lets win this election and bring back Gotham!" Everyone stood and cameras flashed. Harvey looked at my direction but I was too disappointed to look at him.

I walked out of the building and headed straight to my car. I was about to open the car door, when a hand fell on top of mine and stopped me.

I couldn't bare to look him in the eyes. "I...I don't know what came over me. I didn't mean to make you look bad. I know a lot of people are pushing to get Batman caught and arrested. Forgive me but I have to go." I couldn't tell him why I was doing this. I needed someoen to help Bruce, the alliance between them would certainly bring Gotham back.

"No Violet, something is on your mind. Why did you attack me with that question? Some people don't want Batman, you know that. Some people want the authorities to take charge, not a masked vigilante. Why- you of all people- care about Batman?"

My blood was boiling, I couldn't tell him that Batman was my husband. "Did you know he saved me four times, once from the Joker. Don't you remember the night of the hotel explosion, and it it wasn't for him I would be dead. Harvey, he is trying to make change, maybe you should consider talking to him. I am sure you two can do great things for this city." I got into my car and drove off to Wayne Industries.

I arrived to my destination, I needed to see someone who would comfort me. I entered the busy lobby and headed straight for the elevator. As I got off on the next floor where Bruce's office was, I was greeted with smiles.

"Good afternoon Mrs.Wayne." Christina greeted me warmly. "You can go in."

"Thank you." I briskly walked into Bruce's office. "Bruce, I have reservations-" I stopped in the middle of the office as I realized I walked in on a meeting between him and Lucius. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize you were busy, I'll wait outside."

"Not to worry Mrs. Wayne, we were already finished. I hogged your husband long enough for one day." Lucius smiled and gathered his things and left us.

I cautiously walked over to where Bruce was sitting. I leaned down to kiss him but he didn't respond the way I thought he would. My mind was in panic mode now. "Bruce, whats wrong?"

He stood and switched on the plasma in the corner. "What was that all about?" Bruce growled.

I watched what was on the tv. I had forgotten they had televised the conference. Shit.

"I wanted to know his opinion." My voice was trembled.

"Violet do you realize that without even knowing you could have slipped up and tell everyone about my indentity." Bruce came to stand in front of me, his brown eyes were blazing.

"How could you think I would do that to you. I told you your secret is safe with me. I would never do that to you. What I was trying to do was to get you help. To have Harvey support Batman, to support that proposition on the ballot. I red the Gotham post online while in London. Half the city is turning against Batman. You are the only chance this city has. I don't know what I'll do without you." Tears were slowly trickling down my face. My greatest fear was that the people would turn completely against him and that his enemies would be victorious.

"If Harvey supports Batman, he is practically walking in the line of fire. Batman's enemies would go against him along with the ones he already has." Bruce made me ponder what I have done. I prcatically threw my best friend into the line of fire. Maybe Bruce was right. I didn't mean for this to happen.

"I have to go." I gathered my purse and headed for the door. Bruce took hold of my waist.

"Wait, I didn't mean to thrust this upon you. But I need you to be careful, do this for me please Violet." He kissed my forehead. I pulled away and left his office. I screwed things up. I risked the two people that I deeply cared for. I couldn't just stand by and let the chips fall where they may, somehow I had to help. I was not going to lose Bruce again or even risk Harvey.

A/N: okay the questions they asked harvey, I got them from this really cool site. They don't belong to me or the responses he gave. But i thought they were essential for the story!

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