Once I arrived at the asylum I did my usual routine before pacing in front of Johnathan's office. I needed to do paperwork and I normally did that in his office. But I didn't know if he still wanted me in there or not. I hadn't seen or heard from him since we broke things off, since I broke his heart. He didn't know Bruce was back. Or the fact that me and Bruce decided to give it another go. It didn't matter because as soon as Bruce attended that meeting everyone would know of his return.

I knocked on the door and heard him ask me to enter which I did. I saw Johnathan sitting behind his desk look as immaculate as always. In his button down shirt, tie and glasses. When he saw me he smiled 'I was starting to wonder if you were going to carry on pacing or just leave' teased Johnathan smiling. 'I could hear the floor creak outside the door' when I looked confused.

'I didn't know if you wanted to see me again, let alone have me in your office' I said as I closed the door and made my way to his desk before sitting in the chair in front of him.

'Nonsense, you always did your paperwork here. And besides there is no point you going elsewhere now. It will just get people to ask pointless questions. Plus there's nowhere else to put you' said Johnathan smiling. It was like nothing had happened between us. No break up. No relationship.

'If… If only you're comfortable with it' I said to him.

The next few hour were full of just the two of us working silently. Occasionally there was a phone call for Johnathan and me checking my phone but other than that we just tried to finish our work off.

There was a knock on the door that startled me causing Johnathan to smirk. 'Come in' said Johnathan still smiling whiles I carried on working. The was a moment of silence and I looked up at Johnathan to see the flash of hurt on his face. Johnathan slipped his mask back on to his face and became emotionless again. 'Mr Wayne what do I owe the pleasure of your company?' asked Johnathan with a smile on his face. The smile on his face sent chills down my spine.

I quickly turned to see Bruce standing there with a bright smile on his face. The same smile that I had fallen in love with as a teenager. Bruce was dressed in a black suit, black pants, white button up shirt, black tie and a Rolex watch. I had given to him as a present the year he left for his birthday. Bruce looked like he walked out of the front cover of a fashion magazine. 'What… What are you doing here Bruce?' I asked him. My expression probably resembled a deer caught in headlights causing Bruce to smirk.

'Dr Crane, it great to finally meet you. I've heard great things about you. I was wondering if I could steal my wife for lunch?' asked Bruce shaking hands with Johnathan. Then Bruce stood behind me with his hands on my shoulders.

'Yes, that's fine with me after all Mr Wayne, she is your wife not mine. I have no problem with you taking Mia out for lunch' said Johnathan with a tight smile. Bruce smiled at Johnathan thinking nothing of it. Whereas I almost flinched at his tone because I knew him so well.

'Bruce, why don't you go wait in the car? I'll be right out I just need to finish this last little bit off before leaving' I told Bruce looking up at him as I handed him my car keys.

'Don't take too long, I'm starving' joked Bruce winking before leaning down to peck my lips. We smiled at each other before he left.

I waited till the door closed behind Bruce after he left. I got up from the chair in a fit of rage and moved around the desk standing in front of Johnathan who continued to ignore me carrying on with his paperwork. 'What the hell was that, Johnathan?' I snapped at his waving my handing in the air. I was beyond frustrated at him.

'What was what?' asked Johnathan pushing his glasses up a little before leaning back in his chair to get a better look at me. The smirk on his face hinted to the fact he knew exactly what he was talking about.

'Your wife not mine? You might have told him about us whiles you were at it' I snapped at him again.

Johnathan got up of his chair suddenly, almost toppling the chair over. He came to stand in front of me gripping my arm in a bone crushing grip. 'If I wanted to tell him anything I would have told him how his wife spread her legs for me. I would have told him how she was writhing underneath my gasping for her breath. I would have told him how she screamed for me when I gave her the pleasure she craved. I would have told him how all she could think about was me for the last thirteen months. I would have told him how she spent most of her nights in the last thirteen month in MY bed not his. I would have…' said Johnathan, his voice getting louder as he continued to speak. His eyes were crazed and cold. His grip on my arms got tighter as he pulled me closer to him so our chest we squished together and his mouth next to my ear. I could feel his warm breath against my skin. I shivered and it wasn't because of pleasure. No, it was because of fear. I was scared of him. Johnathan was scaring me. This wasn't my Johnathan… I tried to pry his fingers that were both hurting and bruising me.

'Oh but you have told him' said a voice from the door causing both of us to freeze. I looked back to see Bruce looking livid and making his way over to us. He ripped me out of Johnathan's hold before punching him in the face. Bruce grabbed my wrist pulling me out of Johnathan's office. I looked over to see Johnathan getting up off the floor holding his jaw.

Bruce dragged me out of the asylum, thankfully nobody saw us as we left. Bruce opened the passenger door to my car and pushed me in roughly. He moved around and sat in the car pulling out of the asylum. Bruce had his jaw clenched and finger tightly wrapped around the steering wheel. His knuckles turned white with how tightly they were wrapped around the steering wheel.

'B…Bruce…I' I stuttered trying to explain. The tears falling down my face. I had just gotten Bruce back I couldn't lose him again.

'Shut up! Just Shut up. We'll talk about it at home' snapped Bruce looking at me then back out of the windshield.