The safehouse that Edward took them to was small and dingy. It was nothing like the townhouse that they had been staying at before Elizabeth had been taken by Cuvier. Upon entering, Elizabeth's upper lip curled and she gagged slightly.

"What died in here?" She asked.

"Don't worry, this is just a front." Edward said, taking her hand and leading her towards a wall. He opened up a hidden door and a steep staircase was revealed.

"Thank goodness," Elizabeth said with a relieved sigh. Edward went down first and Elizabeth followed him, shutting the door behind her. Down the stairs was not just a secret room, but a whole apartment. From what Elizabeth could see at the base of the steps, there was a kitchenette, a small living room, and covering one wall a whole array of computers and screens. There was a small hallway which she could only assume led to the bedroom and bathroom. Most blessedly of all though, there was no stench down here.

"It is a bit small," Edward conceded, "and there is only my work station. This was only designed for me."

Elizabeth smiled and wrapped her arms around Edward's chest, nuzzling the base of his neck. "Small is cozy….intimate."

Edward went to kiss her, but Elizabeth pulled away and stepped behind him. Her hands went to his shoulders and she began to rub them gently. "Your muscles are so tight from being crouched in that boat. Let me help you relax."

A stifled groan escaped Edward. "A shoulder rub after a long day? What is next, fetching my slippers and bringing me a glass of scotch?"

Behind his back, Elizabeth grinned before giving him a playful push. "Go lay down and remove that god awful jumpsuit….I am just going to change out here."

Edward glanced back at Elizabeth, the desire obvious in his eyes. Licking her lips suggestively, Elizabeth shooed him along. A smirked crossed Edward's face and he relented, heading towards the bedroom. Once he was gone, Elizabeth quickly stripped, eager to be out of the Arkham jumpsuit and regulation undergarments. Changing into the lingerie that Edward's henchman had provided, Elizabeth grinned at the sight of the green and black cloth on her body. It was time to show Edward how thankful she was for getting her out of Arkham.

Hips swaying, Elizabeth went into the bedroom. Edward was lying on the bed in only his boxers with his hands behind his head, watching the door. Leaning against the doorframe, Elizabeth displayed herself for Edward. A wave of heat followed his eyes as they raked over her lustfully.

"Roll over, Edward," Elizabeth commanded, twirling her finger.

"Maybe I just want to fuck you into the mattress." He said, even as he rolled onto his stomach.

Elizabeth walked over to the bed and ran a hand up his leg to his shoulder. "There will be plenty of time for that later."

Getting onto the bed, Elizabeth straddled his hips, putting all her weight on her knees. Cracking her knuckles, Elizabeth began to rub Edward's shoulders and back. It would have been easier with lotion, but even so, the knots were slowly worked out. Beneath her, Edward let out a low groan of contentment.

"Mmm, you like that, darling?" Elizabeth said, leaning down to whisper into his ear.

"Indeed, I do, dear...but it is difficult to lay on my erection like this."

Grinning, Elizabeth lifted her hips and Edward turned face up underneath her. His hands instantly went to her hips and he pulled her down. Letting out a soft whimper, Elizabeth ground her hips against his erection.

"Ah, Edward," she groaned as Edward's hands slid up her stomach to cup her breasts. He sat up and pulled Elizabeth into a hungry kiss. Kissing him back with just as much passion, Elizabeth continued to dry hump him.

As they kissed, Edward undid her bra and tossed it to the side. Roughly, Edward grabbed her breasts and played with her nipples. Elizabeth groaned into his mouth and pressed her body closer into his. The moan turned into a yelp as Edward flipped her underneath him.

One of his hands wrenched her underwear down around her ankles and Elizabeth kicked them off. Edward then cupped her sex. Elizabeth lifted her hips, trying to get more contact. She succeeded. His fingers ran up and down her slit before pressing inside of her. He pumped his fingers in and out, his thumb flicking over her clit. Already wet, Elizabeth felt her arousal increase to an unbearable amount.

Ripping her mouth away from Edward's, Elizabeth's hands started pulling down his boxers. "Just fuck me."

"Gladly," Edward replied, removing his fingers from inside her. As Edward finished removing his boxers, Elizabeth spread her legs wantonly. A groan escaped Edward at the sight right before he plunged into her depths.

Elizabeth gasped as Edward's length filled her. He waited only the briefest second before he began to move in and out. Gripping his shoulders, Elizabeth tilted her hips to give him better access. Now each time he thrust into her, Elizabeth saw stars. Soon, she was clenching around him.

"Edward, Edward." She panted as she orgasmed. Her lover was not far behind her.

"Elizabeth," he grunted as he spilled inside of her. They were both panting as the pleasure from their orgasms faded.

Edward pulled his softening member from her and fell onto the bed next to her. Elizabeth smiled as he drew her against his chest.

"Never had 'after-escape sex' before," Edward commented once he had stopped panting. "That was very hot."

Elizabeth chuckled. "Oh? So it wasn't because of me wearing your colours? Thanks."

Edward looked thoughtful before grinning. "Well I am not sure now. You'll have to wear my colours again so I can compare."

With a hum, Elizabeth pressed a kiss to his cheek. "I might….though if I wear one of the costumes you designed for me, you are going to have to wear something I design."

Edward's eyebrows raised. "Fair enough."

A chuckle escaped Elizabeth. "You say that noooooow….now."

It was Edward's turn to chuckle at her yawn. Elizabeth wasn't bothered and nuzzled her face against his shoulder tenderly. "I missed falling asleep next to you."

"Doti i do."

Elizabeth groaned. "Too tired for anagrams."

Edward laughed and pressed a kiss to her hair. "I know. Hi you zealot be vile."

The next morning, Edward awoke to empty arms. From the across the hall in the bathroom, he heard running water. With a grin, Edward slid out of bed. Making his way into the steam filled room, he heard Elizabeth humming softly.

"May I join you?" He asked, peeking around the curtain. Elizabeth, who had been rinsing her hair, grinned.

"Of course," she replied, stepping back to make room for him.

Getting in, Edward did not even bother to wet himself before pulling Elizabeth into his arms. She squealed as he pressed light kisses against her neck and shoulders. Her hands reached down between them and stroked him, his half-hard length quickly coming to attention. Edward's back hit the tiled wall as Elizabeth pushed him back.

She sank to her knees, as much as she could in the cramped shower, and took him into her mouth. A low groan escaped Edward as her mouth worked its magic. Soon, Edward was clutching at her freshly washed hair and emptying himself down her throat. With a slight pop, Elizabeth removed his member from her mouth. Licking her lips, she stood, kissing her way up Edward's chest as she went.

Edward pulled her into a lazy kiss. The taste of himself on her tongue was exotic. As they kissed, Edward's own hands traveled down to Elizabeth' sex. He switched their positions as he pressed his fingers inside of her. He took a little longer to bring Elizabeth to orgasm than she had with him but soon enough, she was clenching around his fingers.

Elizabeth hummed with pleasure and now pulled Edward into a lazy kiss. "I'm going to prune if I stay in the water much longer."

She moved to get out of the shower, but Edward pulled her back against him. "Come, my dear, stay awhile."

"But I already came," Elizabeth said with a smirk. "Now you wash up. I'll go make us breakfast and then we'll have some more fun after."

With a wink and a promise, Elizabeth slipped out of the shower.

Several hours and one sexually charged breakfast later, Edward and Elizabeth were cuddling on the bed once again. They were trying to catch their breath after what could only be described as a marathon of sex.

"So tomorrow is December first," Elizabeth commented as she lazily traced one of Edward's many scars.

"Yes, yes it is. Is there something special about that day?"

"Not really….but you do remember that my mom invited us to Christmas at my Grandma's cabin, right?"

"I do recall. Are you suggesting that we actually attend?"

Elizabeth propped herself up on her elbow so that she was looking down at Edward. "Of course. I haven't seen my mom in….god must be five years now because of my dad. And she wants to meet you. Victoria and Antonio are going to be there as well. I need to talk to her. I don't like how we last spoke to each other; I want to reconcile before anything happens to her, being engaged to a mobster and all."

"What about your father?"

"Well now that I know Daddy's dirty little secret, I'm sure he won't be too much trouble. Besides, we can always just tie him up and stick him in a closet if he starts to get on my nerves. Being a violent criminal does has its upsides. No one expects you to have any impulse control. I doubt he will be trouble though, not in front of his mother, and I was always Grandma Doe's favorite."

Edward stroked his chin before pulling Elizabeth down for a kiss. "Of course we can go to your family's for Christmas. We deserve a break from Gotham anyways."

"Yay!" Elizabeth excitedly kissed his cheek. "Thank you."

"Of course, my dear. Where is your grandmother's cabin?"

"Colorado, by the Rocky Mountain National Park. It's a beautiful area. Hardly anyone else around. Right by a small lake."

"That sounds lovely."

"It is, I used to spend a lot of time there during the summer as a kid. Grandma Doe is great. I have always wondered if she actually raised my dad when she's so kind but he's such an ass."

Edward chuckled and began stroking Elizabeth's lower back. "I can't wait to meet her….do you want to fly or drive?"

"I hate flying," Elizabeth confessed, cuddling closer to Edward. "Driving might be safest too. Less security and all. And maybe…."

She trailed off, burying her face in his chest. "Maybe, what?"

"Maybe we can stop by Alyssa's grave? Her parents would have buried her in their town in Virginia. I need to say goodbye to her."

"Of course we can, anything you want Elizabeth."

Elizabeth frowned slightly. "You are being unusually accommodating."

"Well maybe you should start asking for things after fantastic sex more often."

Laughing, Elizabeth kissed him gently. "I just might have to do that."

With a devious grin, Elizabeth then began to place a series of soft kisses down his throat and chest, speaking in between each one. "Edward, I want a puppy….and I want a diamond necklace….I want a big bed….and I want a fancy car….I want to go to the Bahamas….I want-Ah!"

Elizabeth yelped in surprise as Edward rolled her underneath him, pinning her hands on either side of her head. "What a greedy girl you are. What about what I want?"

With his own devious grin, Edward began to play the same game Elizabeth had with him. "Elizabeth, I want to kiss you everywhere….and I want to shower you in jewels….I also want a bigger bed….and I want a new Riddle-mobile….I want to take a tour of Europe….I want the world to know you are mine….and I want you to say yes."

"What?" Elizabeth asked, confused at that last one.

Edward's grin widened. He let go of her hands and lowered his head between her legs. Elizabeth groaned as he began licking and sucking on her sensitive flesh. "Oh, yes, Edward. Yes."

The couple had spent most of the day together in bed. They were only roused from their languid and pleasured state by the arrival of two henchmen. Edward had not been pleased at them for interrupting and they were only saved from being whacked by the fact that they had brought dinner and clothes for Elizabeth. Elizabeth had not been pleased with the clothes though, the clothes consisted of-not her clothes-but Query's and Echo's old outfits.

"You expect me to walk around in pleather!?" She yelled at the two men, throwing the bag of clothes at their heads. "Where are my clothes!?"

"Elizabeth, dear," Edward intervened. "Why bother with clothes? It is not like we have worn any all day until now. And you look great in my shirt.."

With a scowl, Elizabeth crossed her arms. "That isn't the point. The point is that they thought I was like Query and Echo. Thought that I would stoop to wearing their clothes. The only time I want to touch something of theirs is when I have my hands wrapped around their throats."

Edward nodded. "She does have a point. Go and buy Elizabeth a couple of shirts and a pair of jeans from the department store. That way she can have something to wear until you retrieve her clothes.

"Yes boss," the driver from yesterday said. "Sorry boss-lady. We'll go get those clothes right away."

"Yes ma'am," the other replied.

Both Henchmen turned to leave when Edward called out. "Kenny, if you don't find the keys to my car within two weeks I will kill you."

"Yes boss!" Kenny replied, going a bit pale. "Don't worry I'll find them!"

Kenny ran up the stairs and the driver followed him. Now alone, Edward pulled Elizabeth, still in a huff, into his arms. "Hey, what's wrong? It's more than the clothes right?"

"Yes," she said, resting her forehead against his chest. "It's just everything recently. Arkham, Alyssa, my dad….and is it wrong that I feel guilty for breaking out? I mean, I feel like I betrayed Leeland's trust; she did so much to help me, after all, and her therapy was actually working."

Edward sighed and patted Elizabeth back. "I can't pretend to understand."

"Yeah, I know you can't." She looked at him and pressed a kiss to the underside of his jaw. "Don't worry, I'll get over it….now I'm hungry, let's eat."

"Indeed, we need to replenish our energy." Edward said with a chuckle. They sat down at the small table and took their food out of the to-go bags. It was some sort of Chinese, though it was more the American idea of Chinese food than anything else. There was soggy fried rice, over-cooked egg rolls, some unidentifiable noodle dish with what was hopefully chicken, and two fortune cookies for each of them. Still, compared to Arkham fare, it was a five star meal.

Unlike breakfast, they ate dinner quickly and without any flirting. Both Rogues were hungry after all their exercise that day. When they had finished the main dishes, Elizabeth picked up her fortune cookie.

"You know there is this 'game' I used to play in college with fortune cookies. When eating with friends, we would see who had the funniest fortune by adding 'in bed' at the end. Want to play?"

Grinning, Edward picked up his own cookie. "Of course."

Elizabeth opened her fortune cookie and ate it before looking at the small slip of paper. "When something is hard, do not back down but face it head on….in bed."

Both of them laughed. Edward opened up his own cookie. He discarded the hard cookie, having never liked them, and read the fortune. "If you are patient, gold shall shower down upon you….in bed"

They both laughed again, this time louder and longer than before. "Oh god, that's disgusting! Alright my turn. Your endurance and persistence will be rewarded...in bed."

"I believe it already did, dear," Edward replied before opening the last cookie. "See what you can learn from the children...in bed."

Again, they laughed but rather guiltily this time. "I do not believe we will be following the directions of either of my two."

"Most certainly not," Elizabeth agreed. "They were the funniest though. You win."

"What's my prize?"

Elizabeth licked her lips and got out of her seat. From the cabinet, she pulled down the jar of runny honey. In a sweeping motion, Elizabeth knocked their empty food containers on the floor before getting up on the table. Kneeling on the table before Edward, her eyes capturing his own, she slowly unbuttoned the dress shirt she had borrowed from him. Running a hand down her exposed stomach, Elizabeth removed the lid to the honey and with a finger began to drizzle it over her skin. Her eyes never left Edward's, his own were darkened with lust.

"How about a real dessert?" Elizabeth asked, licking the remaining honey off her finger. Hungrily, Edward pulled her forward so that she was sitting with a leg on either side of him. Leaning forward in his chair, Edward began licking the honey from her skin. He was just about to dip his fingers into that honeypot between her legs when the door opened.

"We got the clothes boss…."

With fury in his voice, Edward rounded on his two incompetent henchmen, who were openly staring at Elizabeth's bared breasts."Knock! You morons!"

"Turn around, jackasses!" Elizabeth yelled at the same time Edward did as she hastily pulled Edward's shirt around her once more.

"I swear, I didn't see anything boss-lady! Boss!" The driver yelled, covering his eyes.

Kenny was less intelligent. "Damn boss, your chick is hot."

From under the table, Edward pulled a handgun. Taking the safety off, he pointed it at Kenny. "Say that again, you ape!"

"Edward." Elizabeth scolded, placing a hand on his shoulder. "He's right, I am hot. Don't shoot him for telling the truth."

"Please boss," Kenny cried, "I'm sorry. I mean, she's a nice lookin' lady that's all. Just didn't come out right the first time."

"Edward," Elizabeth said warningly.

"Fine, fine," he sighed, lowering the gun.

"Thank you, boss, boss-lady. I'm sorry! But I found the keys! They were in my coat lining. Fell in through a hole in my pocket." Kenny held up a couple of car keys.

The driver, who had been holding his breath still covering his eyes, breathed. "Here you go, boss-lady. Sorry, we didn't know your jean size so we got you some sweats so they are sure to fit."

"Thank you….I'm sorry, I never caught your name."

"Oh, you can call me Stan, boss-lady."

"Stan, thank you. Well I am going to put these in the bedroom." Elizabeth went into the bedroom and took out the clothes. Two boy-friend tees, both green, and a pair of black sweats. It was good enough for now. From the main room, Elizabeth heard Kenny's voice.

"Wow, boss, she sure had you whipped."

Then Elizabeth heard the gun go off. With a grin, she heard Stan exclaim. "Oh my god, you killed Kenny!"

In the bedroom, she burst out laughing.

I am really sorry for the crappy chapter last time. Hopefully this made up for it. We will start getting back to the plot soon. Don't worry.
As for those anagrams...this first one it "I did too" the second...well you'll have to figure that one out yourself. Hint: think of a word with the letter z that is commonly found in this story, the rest should be easy to work out.