I finally got out of the manor around 10:45 a.m. and once I did I sped all the way to the hospital surprisingly not being pulled over by the police. I march straight up to the front desk almost startling the lady working there.

"I'm here to see Jim Gordon," I tell her before she can ask why I am there.

"Any relation to Mr. Gordon?" She asks as she fiddled with a pen in her left hand.

"Daughter," I replied tapping my foot impatiently.

"I'm going to need some I.D. to verify that," she told me, her voice nasally and bored from going through the same motions with every visitor. To gain her full attention I slapped my driver's license on the counter making her jump before she took the license and examined it. She handed the license back to me while saying, "Room 332."

Grabbing my license I walked as fast as I could to the nearest elevator to bring me to level three of the building. Once out of the elevator I nearly sprinted around the hallways until I almost ran into the door marked "332". I opened the door and walked into my father's room to find Detective Montoya on a chair off to the side of the hospital bed.

"Detective Montoya, I didn't know you were here. I'm sorry I barged in on you, I'll just be going," I told Renee as I started to walk out.

"No, no you're fine I was just leaving anyways," she replied as she began to walk out of the room.

"Renee," I said softly yet sternly as I grasped her bicep as she walked pass me. "Can you give me updates on the tracking of Joker?" Renee looked at me, studying me, as she contemplated her answer. "Please," I begged, "This is my dad, your boss. I want the Joker put away, hell, even dead just as much as you do."

"Barbara, you know I can't do that. It's against protocol to tell outsiders about ongoing investigations," Renee replied. I could tell from her voice that she wanted to keep me in the loop, but didn't want to risk her job from doing just that.

"I am the commissioner's daughter. I am your boss's daughter. I am just as much as an insider as he is and deep down you know that," I told her as I tried to keep my voice from waiving, but to no avail. One look at Renee and I know that I played the right card.

"I will do what I can. You are family after all," Renee finally caved.

"Thank you. I owe you, big time," I told her and with that she left and I walked to my father's side. I sat down in the chair that Renee was in only a few moments ago and took my father's left hand that was needleless in my own hands. I started to silently cry while resting my forehead on my father's hand in mine.

I don't know if it was only minutes or hours later when I looked up at my father's limp form. My eyes were probably red and puffy from all the crying. When I finally spoke my voice was hoarse, "I promise Daddy that I will take down the son of bitch named Joker that put you here."

I stood up, grabbed a tissue from the end table and left before the doctor came to check on my dad. I rushed out of the hospital to my car. I climbed into the silver Ford Fusion while shoving the key into the keyhole. I was about to turn the key when my phone blared "I'm Sexy and I Know It". I knew immediately that it was Dick because the song is an inside joke between the two of us.

"Hello," I greeted my voice still hoarse from crying so I cleared my throat before repeating myself.

"Babs, are you alright?" Dick asked knowing that I had been crying from small sniffles and my 'Hello' earlier.

"I'm fine. I just finished visiting my dad, but I'm fine now," I reassured Dick.

"You're lying. You are not 'fine' Barbara, you were just crying. Don't bother denying it because we both know that it is true," Dick called me out on my bluff. I couldn't take it anymore; I started to breakdown sobbing in the front seat of my car, on the phone with my best friend.

"I want the Joker found and locked up or maybe dead, I don't care. I just don't want him to hurt anyone else. I want him off the streets," I yelled at Dick through my tears.

"I know Babs, I know. I want him off the street too," his voice was calm and soothing even though I had just yelled at him. I quieted my sobs before I whispered, "What do I do? We don't even have any leads yet."

"I'm going to find a lead and when I do you will be the first to know. Anything I find on him I will tell you ASAP," Dick assured me.

"Promise that if you do find anything you will tell me?" I asked knowing that he will do anything that he can in order to keep this promise.

"I promise, Babs. I promise," Dick assured. I don't have to tell him that I will hold him to it because he knows that I can and will.

"You're the best friend a girl could ask for," I told him for what seemed like the millionth time in our friendship.

"I know," he said lightheartedly. Leave it to Dick to go from super serious to joking with you. I giggled slightly through my tears at his antics.

"I'll be at the manor in a few minutes," I told Dick as I wiped a few tears away then started the car.

"Okay, I will see you in a few," Dick agreed and then hung up leaving me with only the hum of the car's engine. I put the car in reverse and backed out of the parking space I was in before and I drove off to the mansion.

Good? Bad? Keep going-Yes? No?