Hey Guys :) Nnoitralover5 here again and I have a surprize for my beloved Scarecrow fans, this chapter is going to be based about him and Doctor O'Neil's part within in the story and trust me...The idea's that I have come up for him above the scale. Anyway I hope that you enjoy this ladies and get ready for the end...trust me all you lovely fan girls are going to epically collapse and your ovaries will explode.

While Dr Tithling was busy with her beloved new boyfriend and drooling over him, Dr O'Neil was more focused on his patient... he had been thinking of a way on how to cure Crane from his mental illness and then it struck him...He needed to find a way to get Natalie Tithling to like Jonathan Crane.

However it would not be easy considering now he realised that Natalie was starting to fall in love with Jervis Tetch and he could obviously see that but that stupid bitch Dr Lealand did not see it neither did any of the other doctors...to him it would take an idiot like Killer Croc to realise that the brunette Englishwoman was developing romantic feelings for that bumbling blonde buffoon.

Richard knew far too well how it felt to be ignored...to be pushed aside when he has something important to say...god knew that he whenever he tried to speak up about something important he would get pushed aside until eventually they realise for them but it would be too late to stop it as it would have ran away and never showed it's ugly face again.

Deep down...this somewhat powerful doctor...was just as messed up as the rest of them.

At about 2:30pm Dr O'Neil prepared for his session with Crane the usual tidying of his office and sorting out the paperwork but also left a small little present wrapped in brown wrapping paper with a black ribbon tied around and placed it on the other side of the desk.

Richard couldn't understand why his brain made him think that he should buy his patient a present...but it was something that seemed to be necessary...and then present was just the start of what O'Neil had in store for Jonathan.

His thoughts were interrupted by a heavy knock on the door. ' Fucking bastards' he thought to himself and summoned the guards to come in with Crane.

When they stepped in Richard could get a better glimpse of his patient, his auburn hair was awfully long reaching to the middle of his back and sprawled around his face, his skin was a extremely pale like someone who was completely ill, his waist looked like a twig branch as it had no muscle or fat on the bones like he was trying to starve himself to death and finally...those icy blue eyes which stood out from the rest of this sick looking gentleman...one glance he could easily pierce every vital organ you had working in you body.

The guards walked out the room before they got a glimpse of his eyes leaving Richard with this maniac...but he already knew that there was nothing to fear of him...through his eyes he was just a human being with a few problems on his shoulders.

" What's this...?" Crane questioned when looking at the nicely wrapped present infront of him, he gently picked it up and turned it round and round and his fingers were about to pull the ribbon when all of a sudden Dr O'Neil stopped by holding his hand up.

" Not yet...I want you to open it later" He said in a rather stern serious voice and at that point Crane looked up in confusion.

" Now I would like a word with scarecrow if that maybe possible Jonathan.." it was a bold request but something needed to be done he needed to prove that he could control his fear in front of scarecrow. Jonathan slowly nodded and started to take deep breaths until eventually he could feel his alter ego appearing and taking over his body.

" Now scarecrow...I thought we could have a little talk while Crane is getting some rest...I want to help him claim Natalie Tithling but your not helping...so Im going to offer you a deal" at that point scarecrows eyes begin to widen in disgust but then they lower back down and he raises a curious eyebrow.

"...I'm listening doctor O'Neil" he sneered his tongue enfasizing on the doctor's last name, Richard shivered a little when he did that the tone sounded sickly sweet and twisted something that really wanted him to jump out the window.

" I'm willing to help you get out of arkham, if you let me help you both...sort something out that will be comfortable with one another and that way Jonathan can...try to have a more comfortable lifestyle...with this woman...as you obviously know he's...been having sexual desires for her..." Scarecrow nods in understanding, he's had to put with that whinning wimbag thinking of that delicious woman's breasts in his face ever since Tetch brought her name up in the recreation room.

" So what do you say...do you fancy doing something that could...benefit you both" Richard sat in his chair slightly panicking as he was fearing a hand tightening around his throat...but that was not what he received.

What he received...was a hand stretching out in front of him offering a handshake.

" You have a deal good doctor" at that point Richard shakily shook his hand sealing their deal in silent...yet simple manner.

" Now can I have Jonathan back please" he asked quite sternly but in a polite mannered tone. scarecrow eventually put Crane back in control of the body they both possess and the shy timid man looked up at O'Neil with a slight hint of fear in his eyes.

" Now Jonathan,let's discuss your bit...basically you want doctor Tithling right" Jonathan nods in agreement, " but of course there's an obstacle in your way" he places down a picture of Natalie in front of Jonathan but then places a photograph of Jervis right next to Natalie and slides them together placing a pin in the table with a heart on the top attaching the two pictures together in perfect matrimony.

Crane looks in disgust as he gets repulsive visions of his so called fiend rubbing his filthy little fingers on someone as pure as Natalie Tithling, having disgusting crumpets in that twisted little wonderland and worst of all the little blonde rat sleeping with her in the same bed.

" I understand how you feel Dr Crane...but I'm afraid it's true, every living breathing moment those two are getting closer and closer until eventually it will be too late to claim her as she would have already gotten married and had his" Crane held his hand up and to stop him finishing the sentence.

" I get the picture Doctor O'Neil now get to the point" he was starting to get extremely impatient with him talking all the basic facts.

" The point is Dr crane we need to remove that obsticale permantly so that way you can slip under her arm and take her as your own" he states and Jonathan looks at him with curiosity.

" and how do you plan on removing Tetch out of the picture, killing him would be too easy and predicable...even for you" he states and Richard looks at him widen eyed.

" I haven't thought of that plan yet...but we will have to think things through tonight at my house" at that point Crane looks up in confusion.

"Your house?" He asks

" Yes your going to need somewhere to hide when I bust you out to Arkham remember" he reminds the very confused former psychiatrist.

Jonathan slowly nods in agreement but his icy eyes turn back to the nicely wrapped present infront of him and O'Neil could tell he was eager to open it up but he placed a hand on top of his to stop him.

" Don't open it yet...I want you to open it when I get you out of arkham" Crane groaned quietly in annoyance although he never liked presents he hated waiting to open them.

Then the guards came in and drag Jonathan away before Richard could get the chance to tell him the rest of the details about tonight.

The tired Irish doctor sighed and flopped in his chair depressed... he wasn't sure of what he was doing was right..helping an insane criminal escape will practically be the down fall of his psychology career but if it was too help him get better and remove scarecrow from Cranes mind then he he would do anything even if it meant putting his beloved career at a dangerous risk.

The time was 9:30pm and Jonathan waits patiently in his cell in b block hoping that Dr O'Neil would arrive to get him out this filthy asylum and back out into the free world of Gotham city.

He sat on his bed looking out of the barred window watching the stars get covered up by the fumes of mass production and pollution plus the sound of heavy traffic coming from the distance followed by the sound of the snarling guard dogs making sure no sneaky son of a bitch tries to get of the asylum walls.

His thoughts were interrupted when he heard the sound of a brick moving gently from the wall next to him drops on the floor including two other followed by the sound of someone calling for his attention.

" Psst...psst Jonathan" whispered a soft voice and Jonathan sighed in annoyance and crawled over to the hole in the wall to talk to his next door neighbour.

" What do you want Jervis..." He whispered back in annoyance,he had hoped that he could try and avoid him since he was trying to steal his girl.

" I heard your breaking out of arkham again I just wanted to say good luck back out there" Jervis gently smiles at his ' best friend'.

Jonathan's eyes gently softened at Jervis's choice of words, he couldn't help but smile at him for being supportive...even though he hated his guts at the minute.

" I appreciate it Jervis...and I hope things go we'll for you too" he whispers and slides his hand through the hole in the wall offering a final handshake. Jervis takes the hand without a second thought and starts to cry a little.

" I hope you find somewhere safe to hide in while the police are searching for you" he says in between tears of sadness.

" You won't snitch on me will you Tetch" Jonathan asks in a more serious tone of voice looking at his friend now rival in the face.

" I promise you good friend I wont snitch on you...infact I havent for the past years that I have known you...I'm your close friend after all" at that point Jonathan's face soften and something in his chest made him feel guilty but that was put aside when there was a slight smell of burning coming from the window...someone was burning the metal bars off.

" I guess this is goodbye again Jonathan" Jervis stutters and cries a little bit more and all Jonathan could do was nod in agreement, he quickly said his goodbyes to Jervis and closed up the hole in the wall with the loose bricks and quickly rushed to the window to see Doctor O'Neil wearing safety goggles and a mouth mask over his face as he melts the bars of the windows.

" I thought you were not going to make it dear Doctor O'Neil I thought you were going to be a heartless bastard and abandon your patient " crane jokes and Richard laughs quietly.

" What do you take me for Doctor Crane you should know by now...I'm a man of my word" the bars of the window melt away and land on the cell floor quickly cooling due to the freezing cold temperatures within crane's cell.

o'Neil quickly helps crane out through the window and checks that the coast is clear before quickly dragging him out the grounds of the asylum and they climb over the wall and drive off just as the sound of the alarms are triggered off.

As they drive away from that ghastly asylum Richard couldn't help but weep and shake in fear but no matter how hard he tried to conceal it from his patient Crane could easily catch him expressing his favourite emotion.

" What's the matter Doctor O'Neil...can't stomach the fact that you have literally just ruined your career" Crane sniggered as he watched the poor doctor's left eye twitch in madness.

" YOU BETTER SHUT UP SCARECROW OR I AM PUTTING YOU BACK IN THAT CELL!" He screams making Scarecrow silent and Jonathan to flinch away from the maniac driving.

Richard took a few calm breaths closing his eyes for a bit before opening them slowly, his mind at the minute was not functioning properly for some strange reason...was it the fact that he just assisted a maniac out of the asylum...or was it because he could control his own little alter ego.

" I...I..I'm sorry Dr Crane I...I'm just a little on the edge right now...to tell you the truth sir I...I think I'm starting to turn insane myself.." Crane couldn't help but smirk at his doctor's choice of words.

During the drive they sat in silence, Richard was struggling to cope with the fact that his brain was malfunctioning from reality and while he was driving he would on purposely bash into other peoples cars and before the snobby greasy or slutty driver could give him a belly full he would quickly drive of giving them the middle finger not giving a fuck about the consequences, Jonathan was unsure of what was wrong with his psychiatrist...but Scarecrow was loving ever second of it.

At ten o'clock precisely The car eventually pulled up at a nice row of white houses in the fancy posh of end of Gotham the ones were only rich wealthy family or decently paid citizens could afford to live in.

Crane looked at Richard and then back at the house...just what on earth was this mans story, from what he had heard this man had only been in the city for a few days and he's living in the fancy end...'lucky bastard' the tall pale maniac thought to himself.

Before any of Richards neighbours could look outside to see what the hell the ruckus was all about the unwell doctor quickly drags Crane out the car and slams the front door locking all the bolts and keyholes so nobody comes in and fully closes all the curtains so no peeping tom could look upon Jonathan...his Jonathan.

" Right ok, first things first I'm going to tidy you up a bit" Jonathan looks up in shock there was no way that anybody was going to tidy him up he was perfect fine the way he was.

" Look I know what your thinking your perfectly fine...but hear me out Doctor...you don't want people to beat you down anymore...you want people to be intimidated by you we'll...if I change your appearance not only will I make so nobody recognises you as much...but I will make it look like you died and you were reborn a changed man" he holds a hand mirror to his face.

Jonathan's eyes widened when Richard held up the mirror in his face...he could see that saggy ugly face of his along with hideously point ears, fat nose small chin and not to mention the awful wrinkle going around his eyes.

" You really think plastic surgery will work?" Crane questions and Richard goes over to him putting both hands on his shoulders.

" Trust me doctor crane...they will hardly recognise you by the time I'm done with you" and with that he escorts crane down in the basement where surgery equipment along with a large laboratory is set up deep with in the dark spacious room...crane was in heaven.

The Irish doctor leads the former one to surgery table and makes him lie down comfortably as he starts drawing a few lines of where he plans to cut on Jonathan's face.

" Are you sure you know what you are doing O'Neil...I never considered you to be a surgeon" Crane looks around his lab to try and keep his nerves and fears down but his psychiatrist was just making him feel uncomfortable.

" Trust me I've been in Gotham for quite a long while and I was taught how to perfectly treat flesh and d..d..d..di.s.." He stutters at the final word.

" Disease?" Crane helps finish of his sentence and Richard just nods in agreement, at that point Crane suddenly raised an eyebrow in curiosity.

' Maybe disease is his worst fear' his alter ego quietly said in the other's head.

" I will take your word for it Doctor O'Neil... But if you make me look disgusting I will spray fear toxin in your face the next time I have a batch then you will regr..." by the time he was about to finish his sentence O'Neil had put an oxygen mask around his face knocking him out unconscious...everything had turned black.

Hours had past it had almost felt like days since Crane had escaped and was given surgery by his new...friend. Yes Crane was considering O'Neil to be his new companion in crime I mean after all...they were both respective doctors...and insane.

He slowly starts to open his eyes he can feel the bandages around his face tight around his face but luckily there were little holes for him to see his surroundings and there O'Neil sits at his desk looking at something that crane could not work out.

But before Crane could get a better look of the object O'Neil turned to look at him with satisfaction.

" I'm glad your awake you have been out for three days...but I made sure the surgery is complete and your face is now set...I'm sure you will be impressed by the results" he goes over to Crane and slowly starts to unwrap the bandages from his head.

Eventually could feel air going up into his nose straight to his lungs, his face felt refreshing, young and brand new...

" Give me a mirror O'Neil I want to see my...'new look'" he exaggerates the last two words and Richard quickly gives Jonathan a hand mirror fidgeting with his fingers and nervously swallows down his own saliva.

Jonathan slowly rises the mirror to his face with shaky hands but then gasps in shock when he looks at his reflection...every single bit of him was different.

His hair had been cut to a nice length and instead of its natural auburn grubby look it was dyed to a shiny dark chocolate brown neatly combed and tidied.

His face had been removed from it's flabbiness and wrinkles and was given a smoother sharper look even his cheek bones looked powerful, his big nose had been changed to a smaller model, his ears were less pointy and more normal looking and finally his underweight body had gain a few extra pounds giving him a skinny yet perfect form.

" Do...do..do you like it Doctor Crane?" O'Neil asks slowly coming over to a rather startled Jonathan hoping that he would get a good response.

"I...I...I look...handsome" something that Jonathan would never say about his appearance at all.

" You certainly do..." Richard mutters under his breath with a gentle blush upon his face and Crane looks at him with a concerned face.

" Did you say something O'Neil?" the former doctor asked his new partner in crime

" no no no I..I was just thinking to myself.." he softly says and his face goes a heavy shade of red from embarrassment.

Through out the rest of the evening Richard aloud Jonathan to explore his laboratory,the irish doctor could do nothing but smile as he watched Crane admire the different chemicals and experiment notes he had stored in his basements storage.

He felt a sudden warm heart beat occur with in his chest as he admired his patient...he might have made a bit too handsome.

" Now...about this plan Doctor O'Neil, have you thought of any suggestions" at that point O'Neil nods and pats a stool next to him, Jonathan rushes to the stool and he and scarecrow began to listen to his psychiatrist.

" I have been thinking through this and I think I might have found a solution... We need to drive Jervis even more insane than he is..." Crane looked at Doctor O'Neil with a curious look upon his face.

" How exactly do you plan on making someone more insane than he already is good doctor, that would take large amounts pain sorrow and heartbreak to push him away from the people who love him" he asks scratching his head with confusion.

" Work it out dear doctor, whats the one thing Jervis can never let go" Then Jonathan slowly looks up in shock realising what he meant.

" My god...you don't mean..." Richard nods with a smirk on his face and that smirk joins on Jonathan's new handsome face.

" Oh yes...all we have to do..is remove the one thing he still cares about and then it's bye bye remaining sanity" Crane nods in sadistic agreement but then a thought comes to mind.

" But how on gods earth are we going to do that...we can not set fire to the house as we would be caught and I have none of the supplies for my fear toxin and the shipment will take a year" Richard then rises his finger and goes over to his freezing unit putting on a protective suit and mask on before pulling out a small little palette with a strange mouldy substance labelled 'bubonic plague'.

" ...you keep samples of the Black Death!" Jonathan stands up in shock and looks at him with horror.

" My dad was working on trying to make a cure for it back home, when he passed away he left me to continue his work...but I couldn't be bothered to continue his stupid dream so I kept the samples" Crane could not believe what he was hearing...this man had a disease which changed history right in his fucking basement!

" So we use the plague and kill them off...what if it spreads across Gotham" at that point O'Neil shakes his head.

" I've been testing and developing it...so that it can instantly kill people in the room and disintegrate as soon as it has infected the target, plus once it has killed them we will torch the place down" crane looks up in confusion.

"we?" He asks in confusion.

" Yes good doctor...us...I want to work by your side in this...I don't care if I lose my career...I want to help you get better and set you free...whatever the cost" deep down in the corners of Jonathan's mind scarecrow was evilly giggling through out.

" well in that case...were both going to need costumes" at that point Richard smirks and rushes upstairs then later comes down with a box labelled Jonathan crane.

" I stole it from the storage room, all of your stuff is in there mask, clothes, hat, cloak even a few syringes filled with toxin I found on the belt" Crane takes the box and looks inside smiling.

" I'll leave you to get changed...I'm going to search for a few things" he quickly rushes upstairs to leave scarecrow alone to get changed.

five minutes had passed and Jonathan stood in front of the mirror sorting out his raggedy stitched cape by fastening the skull clasp at the front followed by the skull buckles on his black boots.

He had changed his outfit 4 months ago so that way he could give his victims a more intimidating appearance and with the plastic surgery it looked even more intimidating and frightening.

Just as he was about to put on his mask a gloved hand was placed on his shoulder, he turns round to be greeted by a black metal beak in his face. Jonathan looked in confusion and then realised what he was faced with...Richard O'Neil...was in costume.

The Irish doctor was wearing a long black leather gown with the clasps going down the side, grey leather gloves that are already stained with dry blood, medieval medical tools strapped on belts crossed around his chest, slick black leather soldier boots underneath the skirt of the gown and the piece de resistance, the infamous plague doctor mask that was made of black metal with gold screws keeping it together and the small hat to keep his hair clean from any blood.

" Woah...wasn't expecting that" Jonathan looks at O'Neil up and down examining the outfit in more detail.

" It was a fancy dress costume that I never used...the mask I made myself" he muffled through his mask and taking in a deep breath of air " plus it has a very good oxygen tank in the beak like your mask" Jonathan couldn't help but smile at his psychiatrist... He was equally as intelligent as him.

" I stopped you because it's time to open your present" he holds up the present in front of Jonathan's face taking another good amount of oxygen.

Crane takes the gift from his new friends gloved hands and slowly unties the ribbon keeping the box tight together, he opens the lid and inside was a pair of perfect silver steel glasses ( hint hint ladies ;) ).

" There beautiful... Doctor O'Neil" then a hand was in front of his face.

" it's not doctor o'neil anymore...its doctor crow" Jonathan couldn't help but chuckle at the somewhat adorable villain name that his psychiatrist gave himself.

" We'll...i appreciate your gift doctor crow...now" he turns to the mirror and slides the glasses onto his now perfect face, in his reflection the glasses gave him more of a strong powerful...and seductive charm to his appearance.

" let's go find Alice" Scarecrow evilly smirks in his reflection and Doctor Crow begins preparing the syringes filled with bubonic plague...then they started to sing a little nursery rhyme together in a sinister tone.

" Ring a round the rosies

A pocket full of posies

Ashes! Ashes!

They all...fall down!"