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Two weeks later
"Another damn robbery? What, I'm gone for a week and Gotham starts to blow itself up?" Andrea snapped angrily. Kimber shrugged.
"Well, Batman hasn't been around either." Kimber replied. Andrea sighed and slammed a file down on her desk. She looked out the window and glanced around the city. There was a fight going on between two drivers. She sighed and looked at Kimber.
"I guess that this means I can't take a vacation until every single criminal is put away." She told her somberly.
"Are you going to cancel your plans to go home for Christmas?" Kimber asked.
"I suppose. Now that all the criminals Harvey put away are on the streets, I don't have any time." She replied, sitting down at her desk. She heard the fight outside get even louder and silently hoped it didn't get too out of hand.
"We have all the mob bosses joining together, the Joker is still on the loose, and we are getting flooded with so many small little crimes that it's hard to focus on the big stuff." The shouting got louder, causing Kimber to close the window. Andrea rubbed her temples and looked at her photo, which was now joined by two others. One was of her with her brothers and the other was of her with her sister-in-laws. There was a loud bang and she felt Kimber push her off her chair and onto the ground. She quickly tried to push herself up, but fell at first due to the amount of broken glass that was on the floor.
"Are you alright?" Kimber asked, grabbing onto a bookcase and helping herself up before reaching out a hand for her friend. Andrea nodded and took it, using her other hand to grab her desk and help herself up. Both girls walked to the window and saw that one car was on fire and the other was a white van, which had clowns rushing out of it and into the building.
"The Joker! What is he doing here?" Andrea asked. Kimber shrugged.
"I don't know, but we've got to get out of here."
"It's a little too late for that, lad-ies." They heard. Both of them turned around just to see the Joker standing in the doorway, a smile evident on his face, with a gun in one hand and a knife in the other. Kimber backed up a bit and Andrea slowly made her way next to her.
"Can we help you?" She asked. He walked up to her, pushing Kimber aside and trapping her between the wall and himself. His knife lightly danced along her cheek, before resting on her lips.
"I need you to do me a favor." He stated.
"And what might that be?" She asked, carefully trying to avoid the knife as much as possible, though it was becoming useless as it lightly cut her lower lip.
"I need you to be a good girl. Stop putting my men away and stop going after the mob; it's bad for business between you and Batman." He told her. She glared at him.
"Sorry, but I don't negotiate with criminals." He pressed the knife a little harder into her lips, causing her to hiss slightly in pain.
"This isn't a negotiation, it's a 'do what I want or you're dead' kind of thing."
"Go ahead, kill me." She dared him, her voice faltering slightly. The Joker pulled away from her and held his gun toward Kimber.
"What about your friend?" He asked, walking toward her. Andrea took a step toward them, but was held back by someone coming up from behind her and pointing a gun to her head. He kicked the back of her knees and she fell to the ground. The man grabbed a fist full of hair and pulled the back of her head toward him. She took a heavy hiss at the sudden pain erupting from her scalp. She looked toward Kimber, who was struck with fear, and was unable to move.
"Kimber!" She cried, causing her to look at Andrea. The Joker pointed the gun to her head, causing Kimber to start to cry.
"It seems to me that you have to make a choice, Ms. Dent." Andrea glared at him. The man behind her let go of her hair and picked her up by her arm, slamming her into her office chair. The Joker left Kimber alone for a minute and walked over to her.
"Why are you doing this? Why do you care if the mob is out?" Andrea asked. The Joker sat on her desk, twirling the knife in his hands.
"It keeps the Bat on the street a little more, making it easier to catch him." The Joker told her, his voice raising an octave or two at the end. She rolled her eyes.
"So you're going to torture me in order to get to Batman. That's not really a good idea on your part." She stated. The Joker let his knife caress over her cheek, making her flinch away from it. He giggled.
"And why is that?" He asked, getting off the desk and kneeling down in front of her. She started to feel uncomfortable with him being so close to her. His knife moved from down her cheek and to the strap of her top.
"I'm not too friendly with the Bat." She explained, watching warily as the knife floated down her arm and back up.
"Yet, he always seems more than eager to save you." He pulled away and walked back to Kimber. "You are much prettier." He stated, his knife moving up her arm, leaving a small mark every once in a while.
"I can't help you; I don't decide the cases that are given to me. This is pointless. If you want your men to stop getting caught then get better people." The Joker turned around and walked back over to her, jumping a little in his step.
"I'm going to be honest with you; I'm only here for two things." He told her, licking his lips.
"Then what do you want?" She asked, now getting a little frustrated. The Joker held up one finger and took a step back.
"One is for the Bat to come to your rescue." She rolled her eyes.
"And the other?" She asked. He moved toward Kimber and wrapped an arm around her waist, causing her to flinch away.
"My little queen of hearts…" He told her, laughing at his own joke. Andrea stood up, but the guy immediately pushed her back down. Kimber look horrified. Andrea was about to say something, but was cut off by the man pushing a gun to her temple and the Joker holding up a finger.
"Right on time." The Joker muttered, letting go of Kimber and walking toward the window while firing his gun. Two seconds later, something crashed into him, causing the Joker and her desk to crash toward the door. There was some struggling before a bunch of the Joker's men came in and began to fight him off. She quickly turned around and punched the guy holding her back. She soon had three guys ganging up on her, but they were soon pulled off and thrown away. She looked up into her savior's eyes and for a moment, she thought it was someone else.
"Bruce?" She asked, but she took a closer look and saw it was Batman instead. She shook her head and looked around.
"Are you hurt?" His coarse voice asked. He was obviously referring to the cuts on her arms and hands and the small trail of blood coming from her lip. She nodded and looked around the room, noticing there were no Joker and no Kimber.
"Where is she?" She asked, franticly looking around the room.
"They got away." He answered. She turned toward him and hit his chest.
"You let that monster get away with her? She can't be with him! He will murder her! How could you let him take my best friend?" She asked, hitting his chest every so often. She was smart and didn't full out punch him, she knew better from last time.
"I'm going to get her back." He answered.
"You'd better!" She hissed. He went to leave, but stopped to turn back and look at her once more. Her eyes met his for a moment and she immediately thought of Bruce.
"I'll be back." He whispered. She said nothing and watched as he jumped out the window. As soon as he left, she fell to the ground as she began sobbing at the thought of her best friend in the hands of the Joker. She quickly took out her phone and hit a number on her speed dial; it rang a few times before someone picked up.
"Hello?" An old voice asked with thick British accent.
"Alfred, is Bruce there?" She asked, wiping a few tears away.
"No he's not, Ms. Dent. I'm sorry. Are you alright?" He asked. She sobbed and looked down next to her, where there was her picture of her and Harvey.
"Um, yeah, I'm fine. Just tell Bruce that I called, okay?" She asked, picking up the picture frame.
"Of course, Ms. Dent. Is there anything I can get for you?" He asked.
"No, I'm fine. Thank you, Alfred. I will talk to you later."
"Goodbye Ms. Dent." She snapped her cell phone shut and looked at the frame. There was a crack right in the middle between her and Harvey. A few more tears fell down her face as she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
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"Ms. Dent?" Andrea jolted awake and looked to her left.. Commissioner Gordon looked down at her, his eyes filled with concerned. She looked around confused and then back at him.
"Kimber?" She asked, getting to her feet.
"We haven't found her yet, but we did get this." He handed her a DVD.
"What is this?" She asked.
"We don't know; it came to us an hour ago." She looked at the clock and realized it must have stopped.
"What time is it?" She asked.
"It's close to eleven o'clock at night." The commissioner answered. She had been out for a total of four hours. She walked over to her T.V., which was not damaged in the blast, and put in the DVD. A video come on of Kimber tied up to a chair. The Joker came into view and smiled into the camera.
"Now Ms. Dent, if you can convince your friend, the Batman, to turn himself in then I will set your friend free. If not, you might have to find a new best friend." He began laughing and the picture turned to Kimber.
"Andy!" she cried.
"Ah, shush, shush, shush, my lady luck. It'll all be fine." Tears fell from Kimber's eyes as she looked at the camera in front of her.
"Andy, Please." The camera turned to the joker, who smirked.
"It's up to you Ms. Dent, choose wisely." The Joker said, laughing and turning off the camera. Andrea was silent and Commissioner Gordon put a hand on her shoulder.
"Ms. Dent, we need to-" He didn't have time to finish as she stormed out of the room and walked down to the street. She hailed a cab and ordered him to go to the police station. She sat in the back seat, fuming. She should have never let the Joker get away with her friend and she shouldn't have trusted Batman to get her back.
Getting out of the cab, she quickly paid and stormed in. A few police officers tried to stop her, but she was on a mission. She got to the roof and saw that Gordon had repaired the Bat signal. He was now the only one allowed to put it on when he needed to talk to him. She immediately switched it on and waited for him to arrive. She was waiting for a few seconds, pacing back and forth.
"What is it?" She heard his voice ask. She turned around and glared at him. He was right near the light and she was near the wall..
"You said you would find her." She snapped.
"It's been difficult." He said, walking toward her slowly. She scoffed.
"Difficult my ass, you're so full of it! Some Knight of Gotham you are, you can't even find one criminal!" She hissed. He glared at her.
"The Joker is cunning." He defended. He was now right in front of her.
"The Joker is insane. Any idiot could find him." She shot.
"If you want him so bad then you go look for him." He shot back.
"I thought that was your job, being the one who wanted to be a symbol for Gotham City. What you're not man enough to take on what you set out to do?" She asked, her voice slightly condescending.
"I'm not man enough?" He asked, getting frustrated.
"That's what I said, you're not man enough!" She snapped. He was silent for a minute, before moving even closer to her.
"I'll show you man enough." He hissed. He then pressed her against the wall, his lips crashing down upon hers. At first she was shocked, but against her better judgment she kissed back. One of his gloved hands ran through her hair while the other rested on her thigh, which was being held up and forcing her to support her weight on only one leg. In the back of her mind, she wished she had worn dress pants instead of a skirt, especially now since the skirt was ridding up causing Batman's gloved hand to touch her bare skin. As soon as his thumb began stroking her thigh, she broke apart. He moved down to her neck, finding her sensitive spot right away.
"Stop." She breathed, finally realizing what she was doing. Batman must have realized the same thing, because he froze and pulled away from her instantly. She slid down the wall and closed her eyes. She had just kissed another man when she swore she was in love with Bruce.
"I'm sorry." Batman spoke. She looked up at him and stood up, straightening out her shirt and skirt.
"I don't know what came over me." She replied. She pressed her head against the wall, her thoughts going crazy.
"I need to leave." Batman said, walking to the edge of the building.
"Please, find her." She asked. He nodded and turned toward her.
"Find someplace safe to stay." He told her, jumping off the edge. Andrea sighed and looked to the sky where the Bat signal shone brightly. She thought back to the kiss, something in the back of her mind irking her. There was something about the kiss that seemed very familiar. She shrugged it off and ignored it as she walked off the roof to call a cab.
"Ms. Dent, I wasn't expecting you. Master Wayne isn't home, but you're more than welcome to stay the night." Alfred told her, leading her to Bruce's bedroom. She nodded and sat down on the bed, running a hand through her blonde hair.
"Alfred." She spoke softly.
"Yes, Ms. Dent?" He asked.
"I kissed another man." She admitted. Alfred was silent.
"May I ask who?" He asked. She shook her head.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." Alfred smirked.
"Try me." She sighed.
"I kissed Batman." Alfred was silent, before he looked like he was going to start laughing. She rolled her eyes. "I told you that you wouldn't-"
"I'm sorry Ms. Dent, it's not that I don't believe you, I do. However, it's not everyday that you hear about Batman kissing a woman." She sighed.
"I guess not."
"I wouldn't worry about that Ms. Dent. I'm sure Master Bruce will understand." She smiled.
"Thanks Alfred, I think I will be good for the night." He nodded.
"Goodnight Ms. Dent."
"Goodnight, Alfred." She replied. Alfred left and she was in the room alone. She sighed and stood up and started walking towards the wall. Her fingers ran across the smooth marble. She stopped when she felt a sudden groove in the wall. She looked at it and saw that the wall had about ten more little grooves in it. She ran her finger against it, causing it to beep at her. She jumped back when the wall moved in, revealing a secret passage. She looked to the floor and saw something glisten against the light.
Kneeling down she picked it up, bringing it closer to her face to examine it. It looked like a small throwing star, except it was shaped like a bat. She looked forward and began to walk through the secret compartment. When she entered, she saw it was actually an elevator. She looked to the side to see a down button and pressed it. As soon as she hit it, the elevator seemed to drop extremely fast. She held onto the railing, trying to make sure she didn't fall. It finally stopped and she looked around.
There was no door in front of her, only a hallway. She walked off the elevator platform and walked warily through it. After a long while, she finally made it to a huge room. Its walls were blindingly white and there were tons of lights. She looked to her right and saw Batman's tumbler. Not to far from that was what looked like a trophy case holding Batman's' suit. Right in the middle of the room was a desk full of computers and sitting at it was Bruce.
"Alfred, is Andy upstairs?" He asked, typing furiously on his computer. She looked at him and then to the Batman suit before dropping the small throwing star onto the ground. Bruce turned around and his eyes went wide.
"You're Batman." She stated, not knowing what else to say. Bruce stood up and walked up to her.
"Andy, I swear I was going to tell you." Bruce told her, holding onto her hand.
"When were you going to tell me? When we got engaged? Married? When you got killed or when you get caught? Just when were you going to tell me?" She was becoming frantic.
"Andrea, please just listen I-"
"Did you find Kimber?" She asked. Bruce was silent for a minute.
"No." He answered. She sighed and began to walk down the hallway. Bruce began to run after her. "Andrea, wait,"
"For what?" She asked, turning around. "For you to lie to me more? I knew you were hiding something from me, Bruce, but this?"
"I did it for your protection." She scoffed.
"Yeah, a whole lot of help that did." She snapped. Bruce flinched, looking over the few cuts she had. She rolled her eyes and began to walk down the hallway. Bruce followed.
"Where are you going?" He asked.
"I'm going home." She told him.
"I told you to stay safe." He stated. She turned around and glared at him.
"No, Bruce, BATMAN told me to stay safe. Bruce Wayne lied to me for nine months. Bruce Wayne listened to me while I said the most idiotic things about Batman and said nothing. Bruce Wayne hid a whole part of his life from me. Batman never lied to me, Batman was completely honest, and Batman is a better kisser than you." She stopped and thought for a minute, ignoring how ridiculous that sounded.
"I'm hiding things? Were you going to tell 'Bruce Wayne' that you kissed Batman?" He asked. She scoffed.
"Yes, Bruce, I would've. It seems a little pointless now though, because I wouldn't want to kiss either of you." She snapped, turning on him. He sighed and went to go after her, reaching out to grab her shoulder.
"Andrea, wait." She sighed and turned around.
"Bruce, please don't follow me. I'm going to go home, take a shower, and wait for a call from Commissioner Gordon that says Kimber is alright. I really don't want to hear from you for a while." She said. Bruce froze and looked at her.
"Are you breaking up with me?" he asked. She stopped; she hadn't even realized it, but that was exactly what she was doing.
"I just, I can't live with you being Batman and you can't stop being Batman. If you do, then this whole city will fall." She said, tears falling down her cheeks.
"Andy, you don't mean that." He said, holding onto her hand. She pulled her hand back and looked at him.
"It's Ms. Dent to you, Mr. Wayne." She stated coldly. Bruce was silent before nodding his head, taking a few steps back.
"I assume you know your way out, Ms. Dent." She nodded and pressed the up button on the elevator, taking her out of the 'Batcave' and out of Bruce's life.
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A week later
Andrea rushed to the hospital as soon as she got the call from Commissioner Gordon. The Joker had left his 'hide out' for a few hours and the Batman found it. He had rescued Kimber and beat up a few criminals. Andrea was now sitting in the waiting room with Kimber's boyfriend and daughter, Miranda. Miranda had her head in Andrea's lap and Andy was moving a few strands of black hair out of her face.
"Ms. Dent?" Andrea looked up at a doctor and Miranda shot up.
"Yes?" Andy responded. The doctor stepped forward.
"I need to talk to you, seeing as you are her-"
"I know what I am. I signed the consent forms for whatever surgery she needed. What do you need to talk to me about?" She snapped, a little impatient.
"I need to talk to you, in private. Afterwards, Ms. Miller is asking for you." Andrea nodded and followed the doctor down the hallway.
"Is she okay?" She asked.
"She is physically stable. There were no major injuries, just a lot of small fine cuts, probably from a knife, and a bunch of bruises, but she's physically fine." Andrea nodded.
"Anything else?" She asked. The doctor bit his lip.
"She was raped." Andrea stopped walking and looked at him wide eyed, tears stinging her eyes.
"Is she, well… you know?" The doctor shrugged.
"We're not sure since we haven't tested her for that yet." She nodded.
"Can I see her?" She asked. The doctor nodded and opened a door. She walked in and got a good look at her best friend. She had a long gash on her cheek, though it didn't look to deep. Her arms were bandaged up and she had a few bruises on her face. Kimber looked over at her friend and tried to smile.
"Hey." She said weakly. Andrea walked over to the bed and sat down.
"Hey, how are you feeling?" Andrea asked, her eyes watering up.
"I'd feel a lot better if you don't cry." Andrea chuckled and took a hold of her friends hand while biting her lip.
"I should've never let him take you." She muttered. Kimber scoffed.
"Like you could've stopped him. I'm just glad it wasn't you." Andrea looked at her friend in disbelief.
"How can you be so optimistic?" She asked. Kimber shrugged.
"I've been raped before, Andy. As horrible as that sounds, my therapist helped me and I'm not going to go through that again." She told her firmly. Andrea sighed and sat on her friend's bed.
"I'm glad you're okay, Kimber. I've been falling apart without you." She stated.
"I know, I read the paper." She replied, gesturing to the small paper. The headlines read: 'Wayne and Dent, Together No More?'
"Oh, you read that, did you?" She said somberly.
"What happened?" Kimber asked. Andrea shrugged.
"I don't know, I just don't think I can be with him."
"Why not, you love him." She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair.
"He was, uh, involved in a very dangerous sport, and I didn't like it, but I can't have him chose between me and this sport, so I broke it off." She said. Kimber rolled her eyes and sighed.
"Andy, you shouldn't let that tear you guys apart. If you love him, then you should be with him. You shouldn't waste something like what you two have."
"Kimber, let's just say I'm breaking a lot of rules if I were to stay with him." Kimber scoffed.
"Screw rules, if you love him you should be with him." Upon hearing Kimber say that, Andrea was reminded of something her mother had said.
"Andrea, my baby girl, do not let others decide your fate. When it comes to love, just forget rules and expectation and, do what you think is right. In the end, it will all come together." Andrea looked at Kimber and sighed.
"I miss him Kimber, I really do." She said, her voice cracking a bit.
"Then you should be with him." Andrea smiled and kissed Kimber's forehead.
"Thank you, I'll be back to see you later." Andrea said, getting off the bed and grabbing her coat off the chair as she began to walk out.
"Go get him, girly!" Kimber shouted.
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Andy burst through the door of the roof entrance, where the Bat signal was shining. She turned toward it to see Batman and Commissioner Gordon talking. Batman looked at her and she saw a small flash of Bruce Wayne before he turned to leave.
"Wait, Batman!" She paused before saying it was Batman, forgetting that Commissioner Gordon was there. Batman turned toward her, his eyes cold. She knew the past week was hard for Bruce, because she had talked to Alfred when she went to go pick up her things.
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Flash back
Andrea walked into the entrance of the hotel, stopping when she saw a few suitcases being pulled out. She looked over and saw Alfred walk up to her.
"Ms. Dent, what can I help you with?" He asked in a voice as polite as ever.
"I just came to pick up a few of my things. I hope you don't mind." Alfred shook his head and handed her a bag.
"Not at all, I packed them into a bag for you. Wayne Manor is finished, so we are moving back there." He handed it over and she smiled.
"Thank you, I'm glad everything worked out." There was a silence between them.
"Master Wayne is a wreck." Alfred spoke. Andrea looked at him, her eyes full of sadness and regret.
"He will live."
"He hasn't been out of the cave since that night and he hardly sleeps anymore." Andrea bit her lip and shifted her weight.
"I haven't slept much either." She admitted.
"Why are you both going through this? You both love each other." She sighed and wiped away a stray tear.
"I can't live knowing that every night he might not come home. It would kill me." Alfred sighed.
"It looks like it's already killing you." Andrea looked at him, not sure what to say.
"I have to get back to work." She stated. Alfred nodded.
"Until another time, Ms. Dent." Andrea nodded and walked out of the hotel.
End Flash back
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Now she stood in front of him and she realized what Alfred was talking about. She walked toward him and stopped when she was close to Commissioner Gordon, who was looking at her confused.
"Commissioner, may I talk with him alone?" She asked. The commissioner nodded and left. There was a silence between them.
"If you have nothing to say, I have a city to save." He turned to leave, but she interrupted him.
"I was stupid." She stated. He froze and turned around, looking at her cautiously.
"You were stupid about what?" He asked. She walked up to him and looked up.
"I was stupid when I said that I couldn't live with you being Batman. I can't live without you period." She said. Batman sighed.
"Andrea-" She interrupted him.
"I know you might hate me, because I ripped your heart out and spat on it. I'm so sorry, but I can't live without you. I'd rather spend the rest of my life staying up late at night, waiting for you to come home, and stitching you up and getting you icy hot or anything else you might need. I really can't live without you. I've tired and I just-"
"Andrea." Batman said firmly. She stopped and looked at him.
"I'm sorry, but I just, I can't do it." She said softly. He raised a gloved hand and let his thumb caress her cheek.
"Neither can I." He said softly. She smiled up at him.
"I'm sorry I was such a bitch." She stated. He leaned down and kissed her passionately, but pulled away suddenly and gave her a chaste kiss.
"I shouldn't have lied to you."
"We'll work on that." She agreed. He leaned down and placed his mouth near her ear, his breath tickling her neck.
"Saturday night dinner?" She smiled and nodded. He pulled away and looked at her, his hazel eyes getting lost in her green emeralds.
"I'll see you then." She replied.