Disclaimer: I do not own the Dark Knight, it belongs to Christopher Nolan. I don't Own Christian Bale either (though I'd be lucky is i did) I do Own Andrea and any other characters not familiar with the series. Thank you
A few days later
"Andy, you have to tell him." Andrea shot an annoyed look at Grayson as she went through another case file. Kimber sat next to her and smiled.
"As much as I know your going to hate to hear it, Dick is right. You are going to have to tell Bruce." Andrea sighed and tossed a file at Kimber, who was at the other end of the couch in their sitting room. Kimber caught it and chuckled.
"I will tell him, but he's been busy." She told her. It was the truth. Bruce was burying himself in his work at Wayne Enterprises and things were tougher as Batman. This new criminal, the Riddler, had blown up four banks with people still in them. He had a sick sense of humor, writing a riddle on his victims' body in their blood when he was done. She knew that there was something else on Bruce's mind, but he was reluctant to even talk to her about it. In return it was difficult to tell him about her current state.
"Where is he anyway?" Kimber asked..
"Working, he always goes back to the office at night. I never see his car leave though." Grayson said, saying the last part mostly to himself. Andrea looked at him warily as he looked toward the library.
"Grayson, don't you have homework to do?" Andrea inquired, distracting him from whatever he was thinking. He rolled his eyes and started his assignment.
"Drea, I don't know how you can live with your husband never around." Andrea rolled her eyes and picked up another file.
"He is around; he just has a demanding job. We usually spend all day Saturday together to make up for the absence in the week."
"They never leave their room." Grayson told Kimber, who smirked.
"I guess that's a good sign." She mumbled. Andrea rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, that is what got me into this problem in the first place." She muttered. Kimber looked at her and went to say something, but was interrupted by someone knocking on the door. Grayson stood up and went down the grand stairs to the main entrance.
"I don't understand why the sitting room is above the grand stairs." Kimber mused out loud.. Andrea smiled and shrugged.
"I don't understand how that works either." She admitted. A loud bang was heard and Andrea stood up at once.
"What was that?" Kimber asked, also standing. Andrea shrugged and watched as she walked to the doorway, only to be shoved to the ground. Andrea went to go help her up, but was stopped by the sound of a gun being cocked.
"I would leave her alone if I were you." A voice said. She looked up, blinking a few times. He looked familiar, but it didn't ring any bells in her mind. He wore a dark green suit, with a few very faint question marks on it. His top hat was tilted and his half face mask hid his identity. He gestured with his gun for her to stand up and she did, raising her hand up in the air.
"Don't be silly, I won't kill you. I'm not one for murdering pretty women." He told her. She looked at Kimber and then remembered Grayson answered the door, due to the fact that Alfred was out shopping.
"What happened to Grayson?" She asked.
"The boy? We tied up him up and shoved him in the closet. We didn't kill him, if that's what you're worried about. He did put up a fight though, strong kid." She looked at Kimber, who was now sitting up slowly, and quietly.
"What do you want?" She inquired. The man put the gun down slightly and snapped his fingers, causing a few men to walk in. They took Kimber by her arms and began to drag her out of the room.
"Andy!" She cried. Andrea went to step forward, but the man waved the gun slightly, reminding her that he was holding a weapon pointed at her..
"Let her go." She demanded. The man shook his head.
"Not likely, she is for a friend of mine." Andrea glared at him and watched as her friend was pulled mercifully from her side once more. She bit her lip in order not to cry out and looked to the ground. She stared at the carpet trying so hard not to let her emotions get the best of her in front of him. Someone used their hand to move her head so she was looking straight at the man.
"I don't think we were properly introduced. I am the Riddler." Her eyes went wide."The Riddler?" She asked, her voice shaking a bit. She wasn't sure who she would rather face. The Joker was scary enough, but the last woman that the Riddler had encountered ended up being raped by his men and unborn child was murdered by his men. He moved closer to her and she immediately moved her hands in front of her abdomen. The Riddler looked down at her hands and began to chuckle.
"Well, I wasn't expecting that," He mumbled, moving away. She took a step back and watched him carefully.
"You weren't expecting what?" She asked cautiously. He smirked and turned to her.
"You being knocked up, granted you look pretty good, but that's not the point.." He told her. She said nothing and started to inch toward the door slowly..
"Should I take that as a complement?" She inquired, taking another step toward the door. He still had his back toward her so it was much easier to inch toward the door. She was slightly thankful that all his goons had left the room.
"Yes you should. I must say, I have never been this determined to go after a woman. That is, until I saw you. I'm really here so I can meet you." There was a scream that came from downstairs and she immediately bolted for the door. She got to the top of the stairs when there was a loud bang followed by a sharp pain that went through her right shoulder. The pain was so bad that she lost her footing and fell down the large staircase.
"Andrea!" Kimber screamed. Andrea reached the bottom of the stairs and looked at her shoulder, which now donned a blood stained shirt. She was slightly distracted when she felt another warm liquid running near her leg. She forced herself to sit up and saw where the blood was coming from..
"Andy." Kimber said, in a softer voice. She looked at Kimber and they both knew what happened. Andrea lay back down and slowly let sleep take her, not wanting to be a part of reality any longer. The last thing she heard was the sound of Kimber screaming her name before she blacked out.
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Bruce heard a call on the police radio about another shooting, but he chose to ignore it. When he heard that it had taken place at Wayne Manor, he realized that he just couldn't. When he arrived there, he thought it would be best if he went as Bruce Wayne and not as Batman. He practically ran up the front entrance stairs and saw Alfred standing at the door, talking to a police officer. Bruce walked up to him and his eyes met Alfred.
"Alfred, what happened?" Bruce asked. The police officer looked at him.
"Mr. Wayne, I'm with the Gotham Police department. Do you mind if I ask you some questions?" Bruce glared at him.
"I want to know what happened!" He snapped. The police officer took him inside the house and he saw the puddle of blood that was on his floor. He looked around and saw Grayson sitting on the stairs, his face in his hands.
"Mr. Wayne, this man called us saying that someone broke into the house, knocked him unconscious and stuck him in the closet. When he got out of the closet, he found Mrs. Wayne on the floor-" Bruce cut him off.
"Where is she?" He asked, panic obvious in his voice.
"She is at Gotham Memorial Hospital-"
"I've got to go." Bruce said, going straight for his car.
"Bruce!" Someone shouted. He turned around and saw Grayson.
"What?" Bruce snapped.
"Can I go with you? I need to know that she is okay." Bruce nodded and got into his car. Grayson followed and soon they sped off. They sat there in silence for a while, until Grayson spoke up.
"You're Batman, aren't you?" Bruce said nothing at first, but then spoke quietly.
"When did you figure it out?" He asked. Grayson sighed and looked out the window.
"I heard you and Andrea talking about it. I put two and two together." Bruce was silent as he drove to Gotham Memorial. They both got out of the car and Bruce practically ran up to the ER.
"Mr. Wayne?" Someone asked. He looked over and saw a doctor walking toward him. Her red hair was pulled back and she was giving him a sympathetic look.
"Yes." He answered. She extended her hand to him.
"I'm Doctor Cameron, your wife's doctor." She told him.
"How is she doing?" Bruce asked.
"She was shot in the shoulder, but thankfully the bullet missed any major muscles or arteries so she will be just fine after a month or two of recovery. She also took a bad fall down the stairs, which caused some minor bruises. There was nothing else major except…" She trailed off, biting her lip slightly.
"Except what?" Bruce asked. She sighed.
"I'm sorry Mr. Wayne, but she lost the baby." Bruce looked confused, but Grayson understood. He stepped forward.
"Are you sure?" He asked. She nodded.
"I'm sorry; she had a miscarriage when she fell down the stairs. The embryo wasn't fully attached to the vaginal wall, so the baby was in a very delicate position. Even if she didn't fall, a miscarriage was still possible." She told him. Bruce was wide eyed.
"You mean, she was pregnant?" He asked. Doctor Cameron looked confused.
"Yes, you didn't know?" She asked. Bruce shook his head.
"No, no I didn't." He mumbled. Grayson sighed and Cameron looked embarrassed. She looked at her file then back at him.
"She was only five weeks along, so she must have just found out." She told him. He nodded and looked away.
"Can we see her?" Grayson asked. Doctor Cameron nodded her head and showed them to her room. Once they got there, Bruce entered right away. Grayson stayed back, deciding Bruce would've rather been with his was currently facing the other way, away from the door. Bruce walked up to the bed, and sat down on the mattress. There was a silence until Andrea turned so she was lying on her back, facing him.
She was deathly pale, even more so than he ever thought was possible. There were dark circles under her eyes and she seemed very weak. Her eyes were red and a few lines of salty tears were now painted across her cheeks. She bit her lip and looked at his hand, which he had moved over to grab hers.
"I'm sorry." She said, her voice slightly coarse. Bruce looked confused.
"Why are you sorry?" He asked, using his other hand to wipe away tears that were now pouring out of her eyes.
"I lost it. I lost the baby." She said, sobbing a little at the end. Bruce leaned forward and kissed her forehead.
"It's okay, it's fine as long as you're okay." He told her. She shook her head.
"I should've told you, but I couldn't. I know you don't want kids, but I just-"
"Andy, it's fine. I'm just so happy that you are okay." He told her. She nodded and wiped away a few of her own tears.
"It was him." She told him.
"What?" He asked.
"It was him, the Riddler. He took Kimber." She told him. Bruce was silent as he remembered the warning that the same criminal had given him not even a week ago. He looked at Andrea, who looked a little distressed.
"Why did he take Kimber?" He asked. She shrugged, wincing afterwards due to forgetting that she had just had a bullet removed from her shoulder.
"I don't know. He said that he was picking her up for a friend." She told him. He looked at her shoulder and then stood up. He walked to the window for a moment, before turning toward her and walking back to the bed.
"I think that the Joker and the Riddler are working together." He said. She sighed and nodded her head.
"I guess that would make sense. Will you be able to find her?" Andrea asked. Bruce nodded his head. He walked toward her and kissed her forehead.
"I'm going to go find her."
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Four months later
Andrea made her way to the hospital, walking into a room that she knew all too well. She was relieved to see Kimber sitting up in her bed. She rushed over to her friend and hugged her.
"We have to break this cycle, Kimber." She whispered. Kimber squeezed back and pulled away.
"I know, I'm sorry." Andrea shook her mind.
"Don't be sorry, it's not your fault." She told her. Kimber nodded her head sullenly.
"Yeah." She told her. Andrea sat down and took hold of her hand..
"Bruce and I took care of Miranda for you."
"How is she doing?" Kimber asked.
"She's fine, just worried about you. Grayson did a good job of distracting her. I think she has a small crush on him," Andrea told her, causing Kimber to smile. She paused and spoke again. "I heard what happened.."
"You heard that I had sex with one of the most feared men in Gotham?" Andrea bit her lip before she spoke.
"I don't understand why the Joker would-"
"The Joker is a man just like every other male in the world. When he get's horny, he get's horny. Granted there is no love behind it, it's all just sex to him." Kimber snapped.
"Isn't that all it was to you?" Kimber didn't answer. There was a silence before Kimber spoke up.
"I can't work anymore." Andrea looked confused.
"What are you-"
"I just, I can't work somewhere where my life is constantly in danger. I can't do that to my daughter." Andrea nodded.
"Okay, if you think that's what's best." Andrea replied.
"Wait, Crane wants to get out of the asylum on good behavior alone?" Andrea asked, more to herself than Kimber. She got not answer from her friend at all and looked up at her, just to find her gazing out the window. Andrea sighed and put the file away.
"Kimber, are you okay?" She asked. Kimber jumped up a bit, obviously startled.
"What?" Andrea sighed.
"Kimberly, this is the last case I need to work with you, then you are free to resign." Andrea said, slightly annoyed.
"Sorry, didn't mean to piss you off Andrea." She snapped back. Andrea sighed and ran a hand through her hair.
"I'm sorry; I just haven't been in the best of moods." She told her. Kimber nodded her head and shot her a sympathetic look..
"Are you still upset about the miscarriage?" She asked. Andrea shook her head.
"I'm not sure what's going on with Bruce." She admitted.
"What do you mean?" Andrea asked.
"I don't know. He's just been so distant recently. It's a hassle just to kiss him." She told her. Kimber reached over and took her friend's hand in hers.
"You'll get through it. I know you will." Andrea smiled and looked at her friend.
"I'm going to miss you Kimber. Are you sure you want to resign?" She asked. Kimber nodded and smiled sheepishly.
"I can't be here if it's going to cost me my life, Andy. I need to be safe with my daughter. She already lost her father. I won't let her lose her mother too." She told her. Andrea smiled and nodded her head.
"Okay, I understand. I'm just going to miss you and I have no idea who my replacement assistant D.A. is going to be." She told her. Kimber shrugged.
"I suppose you're just going to have to find out.." She told her.
