It was dawn in Gotham City. There was no sun, only clouds. The wind rustled gently, the birds chirped softly. It was a cool, beautiful day. Bruce Wayne was sitting alone in the empty living room. His icy blue eyes blurred in tears as he thought about Rachel and Harvey.
He could not believe what happened to them. It hurt too much. What the Joker did…it was so cruel, so horrible.
Rachel died and Harvey…he was worse than dead. How could anyone live when their body was destroyed like that?
Bruce could barely think of it. He did not sleep all night. He kept having flashbacks over and over again…he kept seeing Harvey letting out blood curdling shrieks as his face and body was being burned.
The details made him shudder. It was so violent and bloody. He tried not thinking about it. It was all too much…
Meanwhile, Alfred was in the other room reading the letter Rachel wrote to Bruce silently to himself. Alfred sighed…it said:
Dear Bruce,
I want to be honest and clear. I am going to marry Harvey Dent. I love him and I want to spend the rest of my life with him. When I told you when Gotham no longer needed batman we'd be together, I meant it. But now I am sure the day won't come when you no longer need batman. I hope it does. And when it does, I will be there, but as your friend. I'm sorry I let you down. If you lose your faith in me, please keep your faith in people.
Love now and always, Rachel
Alfred sighed again and slowly folded the letter, slipping it back in the envelope. Rachel told him to give it to Bruce when it was the right time. It was now or never. Alfred placed the letter on the breakfast tray he was about to serve Bruce.
Alfred took the tray in his arms and swiftly walked in the living room. Bruce was looking out the window as Alfred set the tray on the table.
"Good morning Master Wayne." Alfred said pleasantly. When Bruce did not reply Alfred nodded respectively, wanting to give him privacy. "Very well,"
"Alfred…" Bruce murmured softly.
"Yes Master Wayne?" he replied, turning around to face him.
"She was going to wait for me Alfred…Dent doesn't know. He can never know." Bruce nearly sobbed, his eyes watering up again.
Okay maybe the letter was not the best time. Alfred took the letter out of the tray.
"What is that?" Bruce asked, trying to control his pleading voice.
"It could wait." Alfred answered honestly, pocketing the letter.
"I have enough blood on my hands…Gotham no longer needs me." Bruce said in a broken, defeated voice, looking down at the floor.
"Gotham needs its hero." Alfred murmured firmly, placing the batman mask on his open hands.
Bruce looked up at Alfred with pleading eyes.
"No…Gotham needs its true hero…and I let the murderous, psycho path blow him half to he**." Bruce whispered, shuddering uncontrollably.
"You know that was not your fault. You must endure that fact Master Wayne." Alfred insisted gently.
Bruce sighed, "I will try…"
At that Alfred gave his shoulder a squeeze and left him alone with his thoughts.
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