I forgot to add the author notes to the first chapter so apologies for that!

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Disclaimer: I really, really don't own any creations of DC or Chris Nolan – just original characters only.

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Chapter 2

Georgiana almost threw the book into the pond at the sound of his voice. She stood up quickly trying not to look as startled as felt, and simply stared at him.

He had appeared a few steps behind her and was resting on his haunches, gently making circles in the grass with his index finger. He stayed in this position as she had gotten up, and tilted his head to the side like a dog. "You're not...special ed are you?" he whispered, and then quite rudely winked at her.

"What are you doing?" She hissed at him, clutching the book to her chest as though it would shield her from this unwanted intruder.

"Well, I think I'm trying to make conversation with someone? Sorry, I didn't catch your name princess?" He stood up to his full height and made like he was about to step forward towards her, but Georgiana took a step back and felt the leafy bush's twigs dig into her back. He noticed this, and seemed to respect her need for space. Although he did give her the toothiest grin she had ever seen.

Looking at him, she could see he was good looking and so much taller than her 5 foot 4 inch frame! He was thin and long limbed, but his face didn't quite have the masculine look that her father's had, but that was clearly only due to his youth. She had mistaken his eyes for black in her father's office, but they were actually a very dark chocolate brown, with flecks of gold that appeared in them.

"I didn't tell you my name." She stated boldy, "Answer the question: what are you doing here? Did my father send you or something?"

"Uh, no. I don't think your dear ol' dad would send me after you." He laughed, and Georgiana hoped he couldn't see the light blush that fell on her cheeks. "I was just taking a walk around these absolutely beautiful gardens that you have in your lovely home, when I just happened to come across you." The way he was talking to her made her feel like he was mocking her, laughing at the sumptuous surroundings that they were in, that deep down she knew she took for granted, and this only added to her fury.

Trying hard to keep her temper under wraps and keeping her voice as level as possible, she told him, "Look, I don't think you really understand what you're doing. Just turn around and walk away." This simply made him smirk.

"Aw come on doll face, why so serious? You had that same face on you when you were peeping through your dad's door at me."

"What! I was not...um...peeping at you! God!" Georgiana had wrinkled her nose at him and looked so horrified that he couldn't help himself from bursting out laughing.

"Jeez, lighten up..." he kept turning his hand in a circular motion indicating to her that she should finish his sentence for him.

All he got in return was a raised eyebrow.

"...Doris?"

"Oh my God, if I tell you my name will you stop bothering me?"

He caught his chin in his hands as though weighing up this bargain. "Hmmmm." His index finger tapped his chin "hmmmmmm...I don't know..."

"Oh for –"

"Your name's Ofer? That Irish?"

" No you idiot, it's Georgiana!" She clasped her hand over mouth over. Shit! Shit! Shit! She shouted internally to herself.

"Ah hah!" he pointed at her "Georgiana – that's it!" He was clearly looking very pleased with himself, and Georgiana wanted to knock the stupid look off of his face. She straightened her posture, just like Miss Marlow had shown the girls at school how to do and lifted her chin ever so slightly. Time to put this boy is his place.

" I have to go now, please excuse me Mr..." she mimicked his hand gestured, and his smile reached his eyes this time.

"How old are you?" Oh for the love of...OK just indulge him, he'll probably get bored. He's technically just hired help...in a disturbing way Georgiana mused.

Letting out a large sigh, Georgiana answered, "16...and dare I ask...you?"

"17" he puffed his chest a little when he said this, as though this would make up for his lack of years.

"Wow, Falcone starts them young doesn't he."

"Well, not usually but he saw a certain something in me..." he trailed off at the end of the sentence, and his eyes slid to the ground only for them to find Georgiana's feet. He looked up the length of her body very slowly and once he reached her eyes, he caught them in an intense locked gaze. The air had grown very still, and the birds had even stopped chirping. Or perhaps Georgiana was simply not aware of anything, except this unusual boy "...I have a certain talent for making trouble, don'tcha know."

I bet you do, She laughed inwardly. Trying desperately to tear her eyes away from him, she looked at his shoulder and saw he had a bright purple thread on his jacket lapel. Without thinking she raised her hand and picked it off. His eyes widened in surprise as she asked in a much more nonchalant way than she really felt, "So, what's your name?"

"Napier. Jack Napier."