Four

(Wow A new review and all of these Followers. Thank you guys. Unfortunately this is just a filler chapter. A long "feels" chapter will be next)

It had been an entire week. The case had gone cold and no other murders matched what had happened. Gordon had made quite the name for himself in Gotham and he wouldn't back down. He was starting to inspire K a little to take her own steps away from Edward. She started to go on cases on her own and stopped asking for his help so much. He didn't seem to mind much. He seemed to be preoccupied with someone else at the moment.

K was sitting next to Gordon's desk chatting with him about the Spirit of the Goat when Edward had appeared. He wore a grin that stated that he found something. As he moved to open his mouth Kristen walked in. K leaned back and crossed her legs on Gordon's desk much to the annoyance of Harvey. She leaned back and stole a fry off of Harvey's desk. He swatted at the woman in slight annoyance.

"I think you left this on my desk." Kristen said handing Edward something covered in napkins. Both Harvey and K watched in interest while Gordon looked at his paperwork.

"Oh yes, it is a riddle." He stated looking excited. Kristen rolled her eyes and placed it in his hands.

"There is a bullet in it, it is uneatable." she stated calmly and left. Edward's face fell. K opened her mouth to speak when Gordon jumped up. He snapped something at Harvey and they both left. K stared after them and took the rest of Harvey's frys.

Edward held the cupcake in his hands before disposing of it in Gordon's trash can. K's heart squeezed slightly in sadness. He held the files in his hands trying to decide what to do.

"Hey, Ed. Wanna go and get a coffee?" she asked softly and he looked up at her in shock. He looked confused.

"I thought you didn't like coffee. You'd prefer tea." he stated and she nodded slowly before smiling at him.

"I've been to enough coffee shops to know that they also serve tea." K stood up and smiled gently placing a hand on Edward's shoulder. He moved back in a sharp movement and looked at his feet.

"I'm busy." he stated and walked away.

K felt the sting of rejection rising in her cheeks. She looked out to the crowd of policemen catching the eyes of a few people who had watched her rejection. She stood up and walked to her office before opening it and seeing Edward in there with his head on his desk. He looked up just in time for K to slam the door.

K started to run. It felt good it freed her muscles. She loved to run.

K kept her pace and went out into Gotham through the garage. The cars screeched to stops behind her honking and flashing their lights as she ran through crosswalks. People either shouted or grumbled as she passed them in the streets. Her muscles bunched and stretched with each step. As the sunlight died so did her strength. She huffed and puffed placing her hands on her head. She looked around lost. K had no idea where she was.

Her body ached from her running. How long had she been running? Minutes? Hours?

She moved to sit on the ground leaning her head against the wall behind her. She had to find a way back. K didn't take her bag so her wallet and phone were back at the G.C.P.D. So was her jacket and the town would get cold after dark.

K leaned her head forward into her hands. She stopped and listened. She could hear the steps of someone trying to be quiet behind her. The soft sigh of fingers touching fabric, "I don't have anything you want." K mumbled from her hands. As she looked up the rugged looking man looked down and decided to sit right next to the woman.

"So.. whatcha here for?"

Edward paced their office and stared at his watch for a third time. All of her belongings were still in their office. Her wallet, her phone, and even her keys. He had barely glimpsed her eyes and the water in them. Had he hurt her by rejecting her invitation?

She startled easily, teared at rejection and anger, and often became angry over small things. Edward snapped his fingers. She had acute social anxiety. It would explain everything. Ed's mouth turned into a hard line as he grabbed his keys and marched to his car.

She had only touched him once since the day that she had started. She touched no one else. She had zero physical contact and when others touched her she would slink away or flinch. She touched his shoulder earlier and he had shrugged her off. He slapped his forehead, "STUPID!"

K enjoied the heat of the flames from the trash fire. The orange glow around her danced off of the walls. The allyway was empty save for the man and herself. She looked at the man and frowned for a moment before shrugging the nagging feeling away. The man looked up and smirked knowingly. He handed over half of the sandwich that she was eating. She knew she shouldn't take it but figured it was safe since he was eating the other half. K took a bite and shrugged even deeper into the wall staring at the waving fire. She placed her head on the wall behind her and looked at the girl.

"I wish I could make it go away. Be a normal person." she said placing her hands on her knees looking around in thought. The man stood up and crept into the shadows watching but also weary of the car that had rounded the corner and was slowly driving to their spot.

K didn't even look up as Edward got out of the car and walked to where she was. He swallowed his fear and sat besides her.

"Did you know that evidence of fire use at Tabun came from the discovery of Stone Age flint tools, which were used for scraping and cutting meat. The Stone Age spanned from about 3.4 million years ago to about 6000 B.C. and was marked by widespread use of stone tools, the earliest form of man made technology..." Edward kept rambling on and on about what he knew as K slowly moved to lean on his shoulder watching the fire.

Ed grew stiff not knowing what to do. Even as K's breathing became even and slow he sat there looking into the fire. Eventually he moved to stand helping a drowsy K into the car and strapping her in. Every time he tried to get her to wake up she would mumble something incoherent. He moved to open her eyes using the inside of the car's light to see her pupils dilate. His stomach flipped with worry. He drove rather recklessly... Well, Recklessly for him. Going 2 miles over the speed limit and only waiting one second at a stop sign didn't warrant for being pulled over but still. His heart beat frantically against his rib cage.