***Rorschach's POV***

-I thought about doing this for a while now.

So here it is…a whole chapter from Rorschach's point of view!

Hope you guys like it

~June

Rorschach stood behind Dan as he flew the ship high over the city to their next destination: Antarctica. Adrian hadn't been in his office or penthouse, but they discovered that the Pyramid deliveries were connected to his company. Once they discovered that part of his plan, they boarded Archie and began the long journey to Adrian's retreat in the Arctic. Rorschach was already growing impatient, just itching to fight someone.

"How much longer, Daniel?" he asked, clenching and unclenching his fists.

"A few hours," Dan replied. "Sure you don't want to sit down? Gather your strength?"

"Fine like this," Rorschach replied. He glanced back at Emma, who was lying on the floor. She fell asleep before they arrived at Adrian's office, so Dan put a blanket over her. She was exhausted, Rorschach had noticed. Then again, he knew that she was the type to put the needs of others before her own. That's probably why she became a psychologist.

"Hey, Rorschach?" Dan asked, interrupting his thoughts. "Can I ask you something?"

He grunted in reply.

"When you and the doctor were, you know, fighting, she called you Walter. I know that's your real name and all—"

"Disguise, not my name," he stated.

"Okay, but do you know why she called you that specifically?"

Rorschach paused, unsure of how to explain. Dan was one of the few people he actually trusted. Finally, he said, "I know her. 25 years ago, when we were kids. Lived across the street with little brother. Haven't seen her since I was taken to Charlton."

"Really?" Dan was astonished. "That's amazing."

"Suppose so."

"Wow. So, she's your childhood friend, huh? That really is incredible," Dan was smiling a little. "It's nice when people from our past make it to our future." Rorschach knew he was still upset about Hollis. He knew once they discovered the full plan Dan would feel better. Revenge always made him feel better, for the most part. "Kind of ironic that she was working in the same prison you were sent to."

"I know," he said, scratching his head. "Still very stupid girl."

"Why do you say that?"

"Putting herself in more danger."

"If you're concerned with her safety, then you shouldn't have said we couldn't trust her," Dan pointed out.

Rorschach ignored the comment. He disliked it when Dan was more logical than him.

"You asked me if we could trust her when you knew all along we could," Dan continued. "From the way I see it, you kind of wanted her to come."

"No," he snapped. "Don't know what you're talking about. Not that stupid."

"She was your childhood friend who you hadn't seen in 25 years, so you wanted her to come. It makes sense, believe me."

"No, it doesn't. It's dangerous in New York right now." Rorschach looked back again at Emma. Her chest was rising and falling as she turned on her side, facing the wall. She was mumbling something that he couldn't understand. "Told me her brother died recently. Looked like guilt was torturing her. Didn't want her to be left alone."

Dan sighed. "That doesn't make you stupid, Rorschach. It just means you care."

"I am stupid," Rorschach retorted. "Endangered the mission by…bringing her with us. Endangered her life and the world too. Even created a big distraction for us."

"She won't distract me," he assured him. "Will she distract you?"

"No."

They both grew silent. The only sound was coming from Archie's jets. "Do you love her?" Dan asked a minute later.

Rorschach snapped his head back to the front. "What?"

"You heard me. Do you love her; maybe as more than a friend?" Dan waited for a reply.

Rorschach was silent. He sat down in the passenger seat, and leaned back in the chair. "She was my only friend," he finally admitted. "Only person who liked me enough to let me into their life. Still is my friend, I guess."

"So you are in love with her?"

He shook his head. "No. Can't love her that way. Very wrong."

"How is it wrong?"

Rorschach sighed. "Lot's changed in 25 years. Not kids anymore."

"Fair enough," Dan replied. "Before I forget, do you still need to head down to that newspaper office? We're passing it right now."

He shook his head. "No, not anymore. Go straight to Antarctica." He looked back at Emma once more. He had no idea what was about to happen with Adrian, but he was absolutely certain about one thing: their lives would never be the same.