And so, chapter 11, I am sorry that I have taken so long but I have been busy with my Nana's funeral, she was very close to me so I had to take some time out. We are nearly at the end now, can't believe it, it's feel like it's rushed by I've made this chapter slightly longer than the others as there is a lot to get through :) Arabia finally is reunited with her mother, Luna gets the justice she so desperately deserves, and Bane, Bane is just Bane, sexy, broody and masculine ^^ Now, the question about Bane having hair lol was deliberate, he's had other things on his mind other than keeping on top of his hair and stuff, you'll see trust me :D to get a mental picture of him, think of Tom Hardy with a buzz cut hair cut, stubble and a scar going across his face from the bottom of his cheek across his mouth...Tom Hardy with stubble...*.* okay okay I'm going back to the fanfic...

Chapter11

Bane's POV

And so it finally happened, my feelings for Arabia exploding into an unexpected night of passion and I do not regret it for a single minute, I watched as she slept soundly, her long auburn hair twisted into kinks and curls known as the imfamous bed hair, the hint of a smile on her face as she dreamt peacefully. Her complexion was rosy and she looked healthier than I had ever seen her. She was absolutely stunning. And she was all mine, I have no intention of letting her go, not for anyone. Her neck was covered in bite marks from the night before, I chuckled, I probably was covered in them too seeing as she was like vampire the second time round. I shuffled over a little and she rolled over to where I had been laying, she frowned in her sleep when she found I wasn't there and shuffled again until I put my arm round her, she settled down and went back to smiling softly. I smiled as I watched her and planted a kiss on her forehead. I do truly love her, I wouldn't say it just to appease her, I am not that sort of man. It has taken me a while to finally open up to her, she is right, when I didn't feel comfortable I would clam up and go about my business on my own. But it isn't about me anymore, it never has been, I must protect Rae... Rae, I may start calling her that, I remember Luna use to call to her using this nickname. I looked over at the alarm clock on her side of the bed; 8:18am, may as well wake her up. I smirked as I thought of a way to do so. I leaned over her and planted my lips on hers, kissing her softly, she stirred and stretched lazily, opening her eyes and seeing me laying almost on top of her, although her eyes were slightly glazed after just waking up she smiled and put her arms round me.

"Hey." She said softly.

"Hey." I replied.

She continued to smile but slowly her happy expression changed to a puzzled look then to a shocked yet slightly mortified look as she grabbed the duvet up to her armpits.

"Last night!" She cried, looking round the room for her pyjamas.

"Yes it happened." I replied, amused by her expressions.

She looked back at me then up at the lamp shade above us, squinting slightly. "A-Are those my panties?"

I looked up to where she was gesturing and laughed, they were completely shredded, they didn't even look like underwear anymore.

"That maybe my fault," I admitted. " I got slightly carried away."

"That maybe? You got slightly carried away?" She exclaimed, looking slightly annoyed as she grabbed the duvet from over us and wrapping it around her naked frame before standing up on the bed to untangle what was left of her clothing.

I raised an eyebrow as I lay on my side watching her, I was just as naked as she was, why was she hiding away from me now? I must know every inch of her body by now. She was still reaching up with one hand and trying to cover up her modesty with the other, I arched my brow and pulled on the duvet playfully, she frowned at me and tutted, pulling it away from my grasp, I simply grinned and tugged harder, she shrieked as it fell out of her hands.

"Bane!" She cried, trying to cover up.

I laughed, positioning myself between her legs as she quickly grabbed the frayed garment down, she tried to jump off the bed but I poked her behind her knees, making her collapse to her knees on top of me. She blushed intensely, slapping me on the chest in frustration.

"Why must you tease me so?" She complained.

"Because your reaction is funny," I smiled. "You are so easy to tease. In more ways than one."

She pouted, folding her arms under he breasts, making them protrude outwards, either she was teasing me now or she didn't realise what she doing, either way, her movements were beginning to turn me on.

"You look like a hobo." She countered, pulling on the hair that had began to grow on my head and poking at the rough stubble on my face.

I shrugged, I didn't really bother keeping up with shaving and I might not, I'll shave the stubble as it's itchy and annoying but I may as well leave my hair this short at least, it's keeping me warm. I tweaked a nipple, grinning triumphantly as she gasped, biting her lip, she slapped me again and got off me, pulling on a night gown as she stormed into the bathroom. I sighed and got up, following her.

"What's wrong?" I asked, leaning against the door.

"What's wrong?" She asked crossly, mumbling under her breath as she brushed her hair fiercely before putting it up as she began to brush her teeth, all the way through it mumbling toothpaste filled, garbled words that made sense to her but sounded like gibberish to me.

She spat in the sink and rinsed her mouth out before glaring at me.

"What's wrong he says." She grumbled, storming past me through the living room and into the kitchen.

I simply followed her as she then began ignoring me but slamming doors as she looked for the coffee. I really don't get women. They can be sexy, cute and seductive one minute, then cross, moody and irritable the next.

"Where the hell did you put the coffee?" She snapped, slamming the cupboard above her head hard.

"Bottom cupboard next to the fridge." I replied, nodding to it.

"Oh." She replied, opening the cupboard and taking the coffee out then spinning round to face me.

"For God sake Bane, put some clothes on!" She cried, exasperatedly.

"What if I don't want to." I said, smiling slowly.

She sighed, putting a hand on her hip. "Then what do you want?"

I stepped in the kitchen and put my hands on her shoulders, pulling the nightgown off letting it pool around her feet.

"I want you to come back to bed." I said, kissing her softly.

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Arabia's POV

I don't know how many times we did it that morning but I feel sorry for my neighbours. After he coaxed me back to bed I went for a shower, which he promptly followed me into, I made breakfast for the two of us and he decided to give me brunch...I don't know what has gotten into him, but I'm seriously not complaining although if I get a complaint from the landlord, I wouldn't be surprised.

"When are we going go get Mom?" I asked as we were getting dressed after spending the morning buck ass nude.

"Now, if you are ready." Bane said, pulling on a black vest.

I nodded, of course I was ready, I've been ready since I found out where she was. I packed a bag, only light things like a bottle of water, a sandwich, the lock picking set Bane had given me as a gift; we went round the apartment block at night practising, I was pretty good at it now, a set of clothes she could change into and a pair of trainers, I hope they fit, if not we can stop off somewhere and buy her what she needs. We travelled in silence in the car, my mind racing. What if she has turned mad? That doesn't matter, no matter what has happened to her I will take care of her. The 30 minute drive felt like an hour and once we parked up, Bane switched off the engine and took my hand.

"Whatever happens in there," He said. "You must stay calm, try not to argue with anyone unless you have to and when we meet Luna, don't overload her with too information, we don't know how she will cope."

"Right." I nodded.

I took a deep breath and got out the car, walking into the building, the walls were bleach white with noticeboards detailing different kinds of mental illnesses, the place looked too clinical, yeah I know it's a mental hospital but I felt claustrophobic, Bane held my hand and I took another breath and walked up to the reception's desk. A young woman with her black hair pulled back in a tight bun sat typing away on the computer, she stopped what she was doing and smiled at us.

"Good afternoon how may I help you?" She said in a sing song voice.

I felt sorry for her, what we were about to do was probably going to make her unemployed.

"Um, I'm looking for Luna al Ghul, she might be under the name of Banner?" I asked, crossing my fingers that Bobby hadn't been lying to me.

The girl looked slightly worried but began tapping on the computer, "And who might you be may I ask?"

"I'm her daughter," I said confidently. "And this is my partner."

"I see," She nodded once and went back to the computer. "But I'm afraid Mrs Banner's details show that she doesn't have a daughter."

Figures. Bobby would have told them she has no one but him, she is completely isolated from me and everyone she knew and loved.

"Yes, well I am, my...father didn't want her seeing anyone I know that much but, I am here to see her." I said, pausing and shuddering at the thought of having to call Bobby my father.

She frowned and sighed, looking around to make sure she wasn't been heard. She looked extremely shifty, I don't know what is going on here but I just want to see my mom.

"Even if you are her daughter...I don't know if you should...she is very unstable." She finally said.

"That's because there is nothing wrong with her, there has never been anything wrong with her. I replied.

"The doctors would say differently." She said.

"Well they would, they were probably in on it with Bobby...he probably has something on them that could either incriminate them or get them killed." I mumbled to Bane.

"Sounds legitimate." He nodded.

"Look, I know you are just doing your job but I must insist that I see her." I stated.

"And I can't let you do that." She replied, getting a little more agitated.

"Yes you can, because I will just go and find her anyway." I shrugged.

"Then security will have to be called." She said, the frown deepening into her features.

"You can try." Bane said, giving her a menacing look.

She looked intensely worried at Bane's threat but I could see that she had her doubts of if he was bluffing.

"Trust me, you have no chance." I said raising my eyebrows in a as - a - matter - of - fact way.

She sighed heavily and massaged her temples. "Fine! But you have 15 minutes, any longer and security will be called. She is in room 416 on the third floor, corridor to your left, room at the end."

I smiled, that's all the time we needed. We rushed to the elevator and got in, I stabbed at the third floor button impatiently, Bane held my arm, calming me.

"Patience, you waited 18 years to see your mother again, what's a minute going to do?" He said as the doors closed and the elevator ascended.

I nodded and closed my eyes, praying that my dream wasn't true, that she could recognise me and not hate me. The elevator doors opened on the third floor and we stepped out into the main corridor. patients were standing, sitting or rocking in the middle of the corridors in light blue cotton tops and slacks with staff talking to them like they were stupid. One patient who looked about 45 rolled his eyes and walked off mumbling loudly that he wasn't an idiot just not well. Another patient was screaming at the top of her lungs as the staff forced her into a room, they shut the door and the screaming continued until she finally went silent. The patients all scuttled off in different directions as the staff came out the room and went off into another room. I looked up at Bane whose jaw clenched as we began walking down the corridor. He was obviously thinking what I was thinking. If Luna has being treated badly, we are kicking off.

"I have an idea," He said. "Clearly we are not going to be able to smuggle her out of the hospital through the main entrance but if I go and find a way out then you can find Luna, get her ready and I'll come and find you so we can get out safely."

"Right." I said shakily, Bane kissed my hand and smiled reassuringly.

"It's going to be alright." He said.

"I know, thank you." I smiled back, running off down the corridor the receptionist had said to go down.

I ran past the doors counting as I went past, 402, 404, 406, 408, 410. Six doors left. Six doors until I find my mom. Six doors left until I have my family back. 411, 412, 413, 414, 415...416. I stopped in front of her room, my heart pounding, this is it. I rattled the handle, of course it would be locked. I knelt down taking the lock picking kit out my bag and started on the lock, it gave fairly easily. I packed everything away and stood up, time seemed to slowed down as I turned the door knob and pushed the door open. There walking backwards and forwards wringing her hands, was my mother. Her long dark brown hair was wild and matted, her butterscotch coloured eyes sad and dull, her bottom lip was swollen from her probably biting it a lot, she was wearing the same light blue cotton top and slacks, she looked over at me and backed away trembling and whimpering. The room was dimly lit and quite small, a single bed sat in the corner with a wooden bedside table next to it, a battered old desk sat in the other corner with a chair that looked bolted to the floor. It was like a prison cell...criminal inmates would get more rights and privileges than what she has here.

"I - I've taken my medication!" She cried frantically, moving away to the wall behind her.

"The nurses saw me take it! I don't want to sleep again! I've been good ask Doctor Langford I'm getting better!"

"Luna, calm down, I'm not a nurse, in fact I don't work here." I said, making my way in slowly and closing the door. I put my hands up to show I wasn't armed and she calmed down slightly, putting her hands down but fiddling with the fabric on her slacks, another habit I suppose she does when nervous.

"Who...Who are you then?" She asked, the look of uncertainty in her eyes.

I took a deep breath, this could either way. Either she screams blue murder and goes nuclear on me or we pick up from where we left off.

"It's me Mom...It's your daughter Arabia." I said boldly.

She looked at me and shook her head, frowning, she turned away mumbling to herself then turned to look at me again.

"Why would you tell lies to me? Why would you say mean things to me? You don't know me." She said, her face more confused than angry.

"I'm not lying, I swear," I replied, pulling out the necklace from under my top and taking it off.

"You threw this to me when I was four, I couldn't...didn't catch it, I thought I had lost it but Bane returned it to me not too long ago."

Luna looked at me a for a minute or two, uncertainty still etched in her features as she shuffled forward and took the necklace from me. She gasped as she read the inscription, her eyes lighting up as she looked back me.

"Ra's gave this to me when we fell in love...when I came back here I was ambushed by Bobby and his men...you were with me and he said he was going to take you away from Ra's and I, I fought hard but they were stronger so I threw my necklace at you, but you were a child, still an infant, you didn't catch it but I hoped you would still remember me. I told you to never forget -"

"Who I was," I finished, tears gathering in my eyes. "I did for a while, Bobby acted like a father, not a very good one but father non the less, but then Bane arrived and told me everything."

She smiled as she began studying my face, she ran her fingers through my hair as she looked into my eyes. It took all my strength not to cry.

"My daughter...my child." She said, tears streaming down her face.

"Mommy." I said as I broke down, she held me close and hushed me as I cried on her shoulder. It felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders, I got my Mom back.