Greetings you lovely people you :) Thank you for deciding to read my humble story, can't believe we're on chapter 3 already! It may not seem much to you but to me the fact that you haven't gotten bored of me humbles me ^^ I thank you for your reviews and will indeed continue to write this story for you xx And without farther ado, chapter three ^_^


Chapter 3

The journey to mine was silent and once I had managed to sneak Bane up to my apartment on the second floor I felt a lot safer. My apartment isn't huge but then it's not small either, it's just a simple one bedroom, one bathroom pad with an adjoining kitchen and living area, it's the one place I feel I don't have to prove myself or try and fit in. Here I can sit in sweatpants and a baggy t-shirt eating cookie dough ice cream whilst watching pride and prejudice.

Bane put down his bag and removed his coat which I hung up on the coat rack in the hallway, he tried to open his rucksack but was fumbling due to the bandages.

"Have you had your hands looked at?" I asked, watching him as I slipped my boots off and stuffed my feet into my furry slippers.

"Not really, I just cleaned them and bandaged them myself." He replied looking down at his mammoth hands.

I sighed, it's a good job I know first aid, "They'll get infected if you don't get them properly treated."
I grabbed a bowl of warm water, some towels and my first aid kit, however, my first aid kit is different to your bog standard kits, I have syringes, antibiotics, stitches, steristrips, surgical alcohol, you name it, I have it. I had insisted on dad buying me these and having his personal doctor training me in how to use them. If dad decided to piss someone off like he usually does and they decided to come after me, I want to make sure I can at least patch myself up.

When I walked back into my living room, Bane was sat on my couch grimacing as he flexed his fingers, placing everything on the coffee table, I sat next to him, hesitating slightly.

"May I?" I asked.

"By all means." He replied, holding his hands out to me.

I began unwrapping the dirty bandages and breathed a sigh of relief when I was that his injuries weren't infected, that would have made things a little difficult.

"They look like they are healing okay, they're not bleeding, so I can just give them a quick clean and put fresh bandages on them, but I'll need to check them daily just to make sure they're healing properly." I said, dipping his hands in the water and cleaning them carefully.

"Have you had medical training?" Bane asked, watching me intently.

I shook my head as I dried his right hand first. "Not officially, but due to dad's antics I thought it would be a good idea."

"Clever," Bane nodded. "There is nothing wrong with being cautious."

"Especially as there are people after me," I said, my brow furrowing as I looked up at him. "Are you sure you can't tell me anything now? Perhaps if I had a clue to who it was I could prepare myself more.

"Like I said before, all in good time," He replied. "If I told you everything now, you wouldn't believe me and think I was some insane lunatic, no, I cannot tell anything now."

I pouted as I dried his left hand and opened up the fresh bandages. "Fair enough, but you can't follow me around everywhere in order to protect me."

"That may be true, so I will show you some defensive skills in order to protect yourself." He said, watching me re-bandage his hands.

"Okay, so if I be your unofficial nurse for the time being and you can be my unofficial defence instructor." I smiled, putting tape on the new bandages to keep them from coming undone.

"Deal." Bane smiled back, his pupils still dilated with pain, he hid it well but I knew he was suffering.

I began cleaning up and Bane was able to open his bag, pulling out a small slim silver box, I wasn't prying honestly, but I was intrigued at what he was doing so hung back with the bowl to watch him. He opened the box and pulled out a rather large syringe. Surely he wasn't going to drugs in my home, I shook my head and got rid of the dirty water, why would he do that.

"No I'm not shooting up," He chuckled, stabbing the syringe into his leg rather forcibly, his teeth gritted as he injected the light blue concoction into his system.

"This is a mixture painkillers I have combined together, instead of using my mask which got damaged in the fight with Batman, I blended the drugs I used in my mask and liquefied it, I can last two days without having to inject myself."

"And you have to do this for the rest of your life?" I asked, in awe of his expertise.

Bane just shrugged and put away the syringe back in it's case then back in his bag. "Nothing I'm not prepared for, but once I create a drug that I can take that will last longer I'll be happier."

"You know pharmaceutical companies who pay you billions for a long last painkiller." I chuckled.

"That may be true but I wouldn't sell it seeing as it would only be suited to myself," He chuckled back, flexing his hands again. "You did a good job, I thank you."

I shrugged and smiled, putting the kettle on. "It's the least I can do."

I walked into the kitchen and began preparing food, little did I know that my long arduous journey was only just beginning.