Congratulations to InkRoze for getting part of the answer correct for my little challenge: As promised she will now be a character in this chapter or maybe even the rest of Convicted (depends on how things go.). ~Raverlynn
True to Dr. Weston's word, a guard arrived a few days later to move Rhiannun to her new cell. As she was taken out of the secure ward everyone was looking at her: They could tell that something was up as she had been taken at an unusual time.
She gave them all a small smile before the doors were shut behind her then she followed the guard through a maze of hallways before coming to a metal door. The guard opened it, undid her handcuffs, and left her locked inside.
Rhiannun looked around: The room was a pale blue color with a florescent light hanging above her and in the corner was a slightly bigger cot than the one she had slept in before. In another corner of the room there was an old TV and a small bookshelf with at least twenty books in it: Her only complaint would be that she couldn't see outside of her cell.
She walked over to her bookshelf, picked up a book, and started reading 'To Kill a Mockingbird'.
Back in the secure ward everyone was discussing what had happened to Rhiannun.
"Maybe she has a visitor?" Ivy suggested hopefully.
Crane sighed, "I highly doubt that: She just saw that priest a few days ago and she told us herself that she had no more living relatives."
Riddler rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "Maybe she just got her appointments with Dr. Weston moved?"
No one believed that at all: The doctors were all very set in their schedules. Finally Two-face spoke, "I think we all know the truth."
Ivy's head shot in his direction, "We do?"
Two-face nodded, "Yes Ivy, This was all supposed to be temporary from the beginning."
Ivy looked down at the floor as Two-face continued, "She was obviously lying about why they put her in the secure ward."
Crane could feel scarecrow getting slightly nervous inside him and he too thought Two-face had figured out her secret, "What do you mean?"
Two-face laughed, "Do you honestly think they would put her in here simply because she killed two people? Of course not! They probably just ran out of room and were waiting until they could find a place to put her."
Crane let out the breath he had been holding. Everyone agreed and silence reigned for a few moments.
Finally Ivy sighed, "I miss her."
Riddler leaned back on his cot with his arms behind his head, "Me too."
Then everyone noticed that Joker had not said a word. Ivy looked over at him and, for once, felt sympathy for the deranged clown, "Are you ok Joker?"
He looked up at her and the look in his eyes sent shivers down her spine, "Yeah. I uh miss the Kid too…and I think I know just what to do about it."
Later that day, Dr. Weston stepped into his office just as the sun was starting to go down. he glanced out his window briefly before walking over to his desk to grab some papers he had forgotten: The papers were missing but in their stead he found a note.
He picked it up and read it silently: We know that you moved the kid from the secure ward and we want her put back. You have exactly 10 minutes to make the right decision before I kill you.
-J
Dr. Weston laughed at what he assumed was a harmless threat and then crumpled the note and put it in his trash bin. He then opened a drawer to check for papers but when he did he felt someone grab him.
Next thing the doctor knew, he was against the wall with Joker holding a knife to his face, "Hello uh Doc."
Dr. Weston's eyes widened, "J-Joker? H-how did you g-get out of your c-cell?"
Joker laughed maniacally, "Oh hehe…I uh have my ways. Now on to business: We took inventory and found that one of our cell mates is uh…missing. I sent a note but apparently you didn't get the message."
Dr. Weston felt the knife dig into his cheek a little bit and a small trail of blood worked its way down his face, "I-I don't really t-think Ms. Mcmurphy b-belongs in the secure ward."
Joker glared, starting to get impatient, "Ok, basically Doc, it boils down to this: Are you going to move her back or not?"
The Doctor looked into Joker's eyes with knew determination. He spit in his face and said, "No."
Joker's grin got larger as he pushed the knife in more, "Wrong answer…Let's uh put a smile on that face."
Dr. Weston had sealed his fate.
The next morning Sandra (remember her from chapter one?) was carrying some papers up to Dr. Weston's office. She opened the door and then proceeded to scream: Dr. Weston was stark naked, stapled to the wall by his skin. On his face was a bloody grin that stretched from ear to ear and all over his body were sticky notes that had the words Ha-ha written all over. She smelled smoke and looking over towards the desk she realized that the metal trash can was on fire. When the guards and doctors entered the room shortly after, she fainted.
Rhiannun had just put down her third book and grabbed another when there was a soft knock on her door and it opened, revealing the woman on the other side: She was tall, thin, and had a soft tan. Her hair was a rich chocolate brown and her eyes were a soft sea green, she had a kind motherly look about her and she was dressed in the usual doctor's attire.
The woman closed the door behind her, "Hello Rhiannun, My name is Dr. Autumn Roze. I have some very unfortunate news to give you."
Rhiannun put her book down, "Yes?"
Dr. Roze sat down beside her on the cot and took her hand, "Dr. Weston was found this morning dead…He was murdered."
Rhiannun swallowed and said shakily, "H-how? Who?"
Dr. Roze patted her hand and said softly, "I don't think you should know the details. We suspect that Joker had something to do with this."
Rhiannun nodded and then Dr. Roze handed her a sticky note, "We found this on his desk."
She looked down at it and read the words to herself: Put her back if you don't want your staff running short. -J
The doctor looked at her, "What does this mean to you?"
Rhiannun took a deep breath, "This was definitely from Joker. He wants me back in the secure ward."
"Why?"
She gave the note back, "He thinks I'm entertaining and he treats me like his…kid sister or…something."
Dr. Roze gave her an analyzing stare, "How did he get out of his cell?"
Rhiannun froze and then surprised herself by lying, "I-I don't know…I've never seen any of them out except for when they had to go to their appointments."
Dr. Roze nodded before standing up, "Well, we have a decision to make: Now that I'm your doctor, it's up to me to place you and because of this I'm in danger. Do you feel comfortable going back to the secure ward or do you want to stay here?"
Rhiannun was kind of shocked: None of staff she had met were as straightforward as Dr. Roze and it took her a moment to comprehend what she was saying.
Did she want to stay here? Part of her was missing the human contact she had before she was moved but, on the other hand, she missed the entertainment of being able to read at her leisure as well as have time to herself. Maybe she could compromise, "If I can take the books with me, I'll go."
Dr. Roze laughed, "I'll see what I can do."
Later Rhiannun was brought back to her original cell with three guards carrying her books. When they had left everyone welcomed her back. She gave them a weak smile and then looked over at Joker who was giving her a grin, "You killed him."
He grinned even more, fully accepting the blame, "Yep."
At the confession Rhiannun couldn't hold it anymore: The tears started to flow as she ran to her bathroom and slammed the door.
The others looked at each other and everyone was silent as the sounds of her sobs rang throughout the ward.
Joker looked confused, "Why is she uh so…upset?"
Dr. Crane let out a breath, "She probably wasn't too fond of you killing him."
Crane then took off his glasses so he wouldn't have to deal with what was going on.
Joker laughed, "That's not it…It's probably uh that time of the month."
That caused him a SEVERE tongue lashing from Ivy.
When Rhiannun finally came out she went straight to her cot to lay down. Joker called over to her, "We all understand that your…!"
Ivy growled at him, "Shut Up!"
Joker just laughed again, "It's ok, you're back with us kid: It's uh where you belong."
Rhiannun sniffed a little then let out a weak, "Yeah."
She was stuck with them, apparently, forever.
She closed her eyes desperately wishing she would go insane so she wouldn't have to feel the guilt of knowing she caused the death of Dr. Weston. She hated herself for it and she hated herself even more for still liking them all and not denouncing them all right then.
She glanced over at Scarecrow who was gazing at her with his usual cold murderous eyes, but behind them she could see his concern for her and she felt her heart start to beat faster at the notion. Rhiannun touched her chest at the feeling and then jumped when she felt the beads underneath. She smiled and then clutched the rosary tighter and started to pray as the others settled down to sleep.
Later that night she was looking up at the ceiling thinking about Scarecrow. Since her confrontation with him a few days ago he had shown her a new side of him: The side that protected Dr. Crane.
She then remembered how it felt to be so close to him and shivered from her body wanting to feel that again.
She gasped at the thoughts she was having about him and across from her she heard him pause in his pacing at her gasp.
She could feel him looking at her, "You ok?"
She had to come up with something quick, "Uhm…I just realized how much you act like an Italian-American mobster. It's really different from how Dr. Crane acts."Scarecrow raised an eyebrow, "I think you just flipped, Sweetheart."
Rhiannun then realized how true her hurried statement had been and started laughing like mad. Scarecrow just rolled his eyes at her and continued pacing.
She fully realized she was slap happy at that moment but she didn't care. Like a child, she giggled, "I'm not going to sleep tonight!"
Then she heard a soft tune drift slowly into her cell: It was deep and dark and filled her entire body, calming her mind, and slowly lulling her to sleep. Moments before succumbing to slumber she realized someone was humming.
