Thanks for the reviews. I know, there just isn't enough Godon/OC stuff out there, or really very much Gordon stuff to be honest. And yes I adore Gary Oldman too lol.
Anyway, this one is a bit longer, hope you like it.
Green
Bruce Wayne was having one of his famous fundraisers. It was the first party to be held at the newly reconstructed Wayne Manor and the cream of Gotham society had been invited.
Jim Gordon did not want to be there. He was a kid who had grown up on the edge of the Narrows. He'd been a street cop nearly all his working life. He wasn't raised for this kind of stuff like his predecessor Loeb had been.
He stood in a corner, feeling out of place in his rented tux. He would have felt better if Barbara was there but she had gone to visit her mother in Denver and had taken the kids with her for a short holiday.He had asked Lolly to come in her stead. After all she used to work for Lucious Fox, the head of the Wayne Corporation, she knew these people.
She had accepted the invitation gladly and had spent the beginning of the evening standing by his side, whispering names in his ear as various people he didn't know came to shake his hand and pretend they were his closest friends.
But then Bruce Wayne had appeared and asked her to dance with him and now she was on the other side of the room with the young millionaire's arms around her, dancing to a song that Gordon didn't know.
As he watched Wayne said something to her and she laughed. For some reason Gordon felt the need to ball his hands into fists and shove them deeply into the pockets of his jacket. He felt old and out of place and abandoned.
A waiter passed with a tray of champagne and he took one, swigging it quickly. When he looked back Bruce Wayne's hand had detached itself from his assistant's back and was making its way down towards her rear end.
Gordon ground his teeth and gripped the glass so tightly he thought it might break.
But to both his surprise and amusement Lolly had stepped out of Wayne's creeping embrace and appeared to be whispering something disturbing in his ear as the young man had gone quite pale.
She crossed the room back to Gordon's side and smiled at him.
"Would you care to dance Commissioner?" she asked.
Shrugging off his discomfort he nodded and took her hand.
"Why not?"
Letting him slip his arm around her she looked up at him and smiled. And the little green demon who had been sitting on his shoulder poofed out of existence.