A/N- This chp is a lot longer than the other two so enjoy : ))

Don't Bman.

"Mr. Wayne I finally reached you I need to tell you something." He paused, "Alex Kennedy escaped."

"What do you mean?" Bruce said calmly.

"He wasn't in the holding cell when I went to get him to transfer him to a prison."

"How did he escape?" Bruce questioned. Amanda was now in the room wondering what the conversation was about.

"I honestly don't know Mr. Wayne."

"Well then you should check the people around you who had access to him." He looked over to Amanda. She still had no clue what was going on.

"I will. I just want to warn you and Amanda to be careful. He didn't say much in the holding cell. He would murmur to himself though about killing Amanda then going after you…" Jim Gordon drifted.

"Okay thanks. We'll be careful." Bruce hung up then phone and turned to Amanda.

"What was that all about?" Amanda asked.

"Well Alex escaped last night from jail." Bruce explained

"Wait. What?" Amanda went over and sat on the bed.

Bruce joined her and started to explain.

"What are we going to do?" Amanda whispered.

"You're not to leave the house until we get him. Tonight I will go out and find him."

"I don't want you to. Have the police find him." Amanda begged.

"I have to, the sooner I can find him the sooner you won't be in hiding."

Amanda just looked at him and walked away to play the piano.

"Dad?" Amanda asked over the phone.

"Yes?"

"I won't be able to make it to work the next couple of days so I will be doing work at home."

"Okay, just get it done." Her father wasn't one to pry. He just let her be.

Amanda walked over to the kitchen running her hand over various pieces of furniture. She was bored out of her mind. She finished all her work, and nothing was on TV. She didn't want to play piano, or read. All of her friends were busy with something, Bruce was at work, and Alfred was out getting groceries. Amanda offered to join him but he said it wasn't a good idea leaving the house.

Amanda ended up sitting on a chair by the window staring down at everyone who was enjoying outside. It was March and it was starting to warm up, and today was one of the warmer days. She didn't know how much time had passed but when she looked at the clock and three hours had passed. One hour until Bruce would get home and two and half until he would leave out in search of Alex.

"Would you like some supper Miss Amanda?' Amanda was startled from the break in silence.

"Not right now Alfred. Thank you though." Amanda continued to stare out the window. The sky was starting to become dark and parts of it dotted with the little stars Gotham offered.

"I will leave it on the side for you later." With that Alfred walked out of the room to leave Amanda alone.

Another hour passed and Bruce found Amanda sitting in a chair looking out into the city. He quietly walked over to her and laid a kiss on her shoulder.

"Hey." Amanda muttered. She didn't turn towards him she kept looking outside wondering where Alex was.

"What's wrong?" Bruce questioned.

"Nothing…" Amanda wasn't going to tell him what, but he probably already knew.

"I'll be careful Amanda don't worry." Bruce reassured her.

"You always say that, and I don't want you to get hurt." Amanda's eyes were blank staring at nothing.

"I won't I promise you I will be fine." Amanda was still staring out the window. "Hey look at me." He grabbed her chin gingerly and faced her head to his. "I. Will. Be. Careful." Before Amanda could say anything he kissed her fervently.

After the long kiss Bruce left, and Amanda went to go heat up the dinner Alfred made for her. She ate in silence, not wanting to talk to anyone. Yes she was in a better mood from before but she still didn't feel like talking.

After eating she got ready for bed, and went to sleep. Around four thirty in the morning the bed shifted and strong arms were wrapped around her. "Nothing?"

Bruce knew whom she was talking about, "Nothing." The both fell asleep. The alarm clock went of at six and Bruce heaved himself out of bed to get ready for another long day. Amanda got up too she didn't feel like sleeping in.

Her day was less boring the yesterday but still boring. She played piano for a while touching up on songs she had forgotten, and starting nee pieces. Her and Alfred talked for awhile old childhood stories about her and Bruce. They laughed numerous times for the things Bruce did when he was a kid, and Alfred gave her looks of shock when he heard some of her stories.

"And to think you were such a polite good child." Alfred laughed.

"Well, hanging around my brother and his friends who are five- six years older than me will do that." Amanda joined in with the laughing.

Bruce came home for an hour and went back out to find Alex. Amanda didn't get that much sleep until Bruce came home early in the morning.

"You were out long." Amanda spoke when she felt the bed shifting. She was used to it now.

"Yeah, I came into other problems un related to Alex." Bruce settled into bed.

"Still nothing?' Amanda asked.

Bruce sighed, "nothing".

Amanda got up with Bruce again that morning and decided to get some more work done. There was little work since she has been ahead of it for about a month so she finished early and did the same thing as yester day play the piano. She had another long conversation with Alfred on a more serious note. They talked about Mr. and Mrs. Wayne, and how Bruce took it. Amanda asked Alfred a deep question.

"Has Bruce ever gotten over his parents death?" Amanda took a sip of her tea.

"I am sorry but that is a question for Bruce. I cannot answer it." Alfred answered.

Their conversation was ended since Bruce walked into the door. He walked into the kitchen and grabbed something to eat.

"In a hurry?' Amanda asked

"Yeah, I wan to leave earlier today so I come home earlier." Bruce started to loosen up his tie.

Batman had finally found him, at an old warehouse by the docks. He waited for the right time to go in which was not yet. He needed to be patient to get him. He waited for awhile and ready to go.

"Know where are you going?" A scratchy voice called out. Before Batman could attack he was sprayed with a gas. Everything went dark. (QUICK A/n- Just a knock out gas not toxin from Batman Begins.)

"Wake up." And to follow that was a kick to the gut. It didn't hurt much because of the armor but it still hurt. He knew he was in trouble so he pressed a tiny button on his belt.

"C'mon. Wake up." The voice was angrier and harder kick was received.

Batman slowly opened his eyes and looked up to the guy who was above him. The man was tall and thin.

"Now why are you here?"

Batman didn't answer.

"Okay then." He received a kick to the face. His nose was definitely broken.

"Wake up. Wake up Miss Amanda." Alfred shook her shoulder.

"W-wh-what?' Amanda slowly sat up.

"Bruce is in trouble Jim Gordon. I just wanted to tell you."

"Where is he?" Amanda voice was full of worry.

"At the docks, in the old stereo warehouse." Amanda didn't say anything. Alfred went to call Jim Gordon, and she went to her closet to get changed. She silently left the penthouse before Alfred would come back from calling Jim Gordon.

"Miss Amanda?" Alfred called out when he walked back to his bedroom. Alfred went over to the dresser and grabbed a folded piece of paper.

Alfred,

I went to get Bruce, he is in trouble and I can help him. I brought this upon him. I have to go and save him before anything happens.

-Amanda

Alfred raced downstairs and started driving to the docks.

Amanda stepped up on a dumpster and climbed through the broken window. Pieces of glass cutting her clothes and skin. She landed with a thump, and went to search for Bruce.

"Now I know you have connections with Amanda Moretti so tell me where she is." The familiar voice yelled. There was no answer from Bruce, and the silence was broken by a shot and a scream.

"Now if you don't tell me now I'll just let you bleed to death."

Amanda looked around the room and found a handgun. She checked if it was loaded and it was. She cocked it and ran into the room. Both heads turned and Alex started to laugh.

"This is great I can kill you, and hell find out who Batman is!" Alex cackled.

"No. You. Won't" Amanda pointed the gun at him.

"I wouldn't" Alex pointed the gun at Batman's head. "The mask might protect him from hits and such but not a point blank shot."

Amanda stood there with the gun.

"Now put down the gun, or he'll be shot." Amanda didn't obey. "So that's what you're going to do."

A shot rang out through the warehouse.

A/N- sorrrrayyyyyyy stopping it there. Who's dead is it Amanda Alex or Batman?

R&R please : ))