Here it is finally, I'm home at last, well rested. I hope you like where I took the story with this chapter, I really wish to know what you for all the reviews, as usual, they brighten my days :)

DreamBubbles congratulations on your baby! It must be wonderful being a mother! May I ask, is it a boy or a girl? I wish you and your baby all the best :)

middleeartheart I looooved Greece it was amazing! I really like gyros haha it was the best after partying and when I got the munchies :P I went to island Corfu, it was great, the sea was so pleasantly warm and just an amazing experience!

Kurby, I took your advice, I hope you see what I mean in this chapter.

Parldro , the return of you know who is here, Bane's punishment will follow soon (I hope, 'cause I'm looking forward to that as well haha).

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Bane stepped over the dead body on the floor and toward the lonely piano. Stryver tried to control his shaking as the menacing man approached, and obediently pointed to where the girl was being kept.

Bane went up the stairs, down the corridor, all the while feeling something he hadn't felt in a while. Emotion. He used to be so composed, so... cold. And yet the thought of seeing her made his entire body pulsate, the sound of her voice was like honey and the memory of her lying beneath him naked on the billard table made his pants too tight.

He grasped the doorknob and pushed the door open. A dim light hit his face, as the sun was setting down, and her delicious scent hit his nostrils. He looked around the room and immediately, he felt that familiar feeling come back again. Disappointment and rage, he felt each and every day. Only multiplied. Intensified.

She wasn't here.

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I walked fast through the streets, looking behind my back. I had no idea where the sudden courage came from, but I had to leave. I couldn't stay with Daggett any longer. To be honest, the man gave me chills and even though he was kind enough to give me a place to stay, clothes and a phone to call my family and friends, I still didn't trust him.

I pushed a strand of newly washed blonde hair behind my ear and looked around. All I wanted was to leave. After months of being kidnapped, I learned I couldn't trust anybody. Not even the police. I was in the sewers long enough to know Bane had his men everywhere, even in the law department.

I pushed my hand in my pocket and grasped the little money I stole from Daggett's appartment. I felt bad for doing that, but I was certain I would repay him back someday.

In all truth I had no idea where I was walking. The streets looked anything but familiar, and I kept a good eye on strange men that might be lurking around, connected to the sewers or the clown.

I wondered if I could find an airport on my own, but then again my GPS abilities were non existent on their own.

I suddenly heard a loud horn go off and I realized I must be near a dock of some sort. I dashed forward, running past surprised people until I saw it.

The buildings that previously hid my view were now gone, and the beautiful sea spread in front of me, with large ships sailing away.

The sun already set and in the dim light, I found my way inside the main building.

I completely ignored people around me and almost ran to the cashier window and a bored looking woman said:

»Yeah?«

»When does the first ship leave Gotham?« I asked, my voice hitched from catching my breath.

»In about ten minutes, lady,« she yapped and I nodded.

»One ticket please.«

I put almost all of my money on the counter and the cashier gave me a funny look. She chewed her gum profousely, but nevertheless took my money an gave me my ticket.

»Boarding's almost over, go through that door, on the right,« she said and I nodded and left.

I was the last person to board and after I was done with customs and ticket checks, I found a nice, deserted place on the ship.

People around me where so loud and noisy, but I felt like this entire day had been wrapped in a bubble, like it was a mere dream. An illusion. I was actually on a boat. On my way home.

I closed my eyes and smiled, curled up on my seat in the back, while people chatted and children screamed playfully, running around the deck.

I felt the exhaustion catch up with me, and for the first time, I felt safe again. I clutched onto the phone Daggett gave me, thinking of the call I made to my family. I will see them again. We will be together.

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Odd sounds made me wake up, and I rubbed my eyes in annoyance. I blinked and looked through the window, gazing at Gotham at night, covered in lights, wrapped in mistery. Then I saw another cruise ship sail right next to the one I was on, completely identical.

Only then did I notice all the people were gathered in the middle of the room, with only a few exception, such as myself, in the back. A few officers were walking among their seated forms, holding some kind of a weird box.

Judging by the looks on their faces, something was wrong.

»Tonight you're all gonna be a part of a social experiment,« a voice announced through the speaker on the ceiling and my blood went solid.

It can't be... That was Joker's voice.

People began mumbling and looking around, realizing who the voice belonged to. I felt chills go down my spine and my mouth go dry.

»Through the magic of diesel fuel and ammonium nitrate, I'm ready right now to blow you all sky high. If anyone attempts to get off their boat, you all die.«

The officers moved among us, while people remained seated, their mouth agape.

»Each of you has a remote to blow up the other boat,« the unconstant voice said and I looked through the window again, toward the ship from before.

It was still there, but it stopped sailing, just like we did.

»At midnight, I blow you all up. If, however, one of you presses the button, I'll let that boat live. So, who's it gonna be? Harvey Dent's most wanted scumbag collection or the sweet and innocent civilians? You choose.«

The people began panicking, but no one dared make a sound.

»Oh, and you might wanna decide quickly because the people on the other boat may not be quite so noble.«

Then the voice went quiet and chaos errupted in the room. One man got up to his feet, ready to act, when an officer told him:

»Stay back!«

The other officer behind him held the box with the remote control tightly, as another man got up and said:

»Well, now, who are you to decide? We ought to talk this over, at least.«

His words received major acceptance from others and by the sound of his voice I figured he must be a lawyer. He made it seem like he was born to talk his way out of things.

»We don't all have to die. Those men had their chance,« a woman with a child said, but the officer interrupted her:

»We are not going to talk about this.«

»Why aren't we talking about it?« The lawyer said cockily and I gulped.

These people had no idea who they were messing with. Surely Joker's game wasn't this simple. It couldn't be.

»They're talking over the same exact thing on the other boat,« more people started saying, pressuring the officers.

»Let's put it to a vote.«

»Yes!« The crowd responded, the majority of them still nicely seated.

The officers started distributing small pieces of paper among the people, so they could vote.

Meanwhile, I hid in the corner, in the shadows, like I used to in the sewers and remained still. This way nobody even noticed me. Nobody knew I even existed. It was funny what absence of movement and light did. And it was perfect, to give me time to think heavily. At this rate I was close to death again.

»We don't have time for paper ballots,« a woman objected, but the officer acted complete unfazed:

»I want everybody to put their votes on this piece of paper. If anyone's got pens, pass it along.«

This is the worst idea they can probably have. I looked through the window again, staring at the sea. We were still close to the shore, I could even swim to freedom. But then again, Joker promised to blow the boat up if anybody tried to escape. Fuck.

»We need to get these votes in quickly, come on.«

I observed the room carefully, looking for a way out. Then my gaze stopped at the speaker on the ceiling and I scrunched my eyes at it. So much for new clothes and a phone, all I really needed right now were my damn glasses.

I picked up the phone and clicked on the camera. I took a picture of the speaker and then magnified it. I looked carefully, and noticed a small device next to the speaker, which looked like a camera.

The room was silent again, as the officers counted all the votes. The dread on their faces told the result.

»So go ahead, do it,« a woman said and I gritted my teeth together.

Joker probably gave us the remote to our own boat, that fucker. The odds were fifty-fifty, but I wasn't prepared to take that chance. Maybe the remote can blow up both boats. Sure as hell sounds like something he'd do.

»We're still here. And that means they haven't killed us yet either," an officer announced weakly.

I glanced at the clock. We only had four minutes left.

The silence was deafening, as we waited for our time to come. Still, the remote lay undisturbed in its box.

Two minutes left.

»No one wants to get their hands dirty. Fine. I'll do it,« the lawyer said and got up to his feet.

His greedy hand shadowed over the remote, when something inside me snapped.

»Stop!« I said loudly, and the entire room looked at me.

»You can't,« I said, but he just cocked an eyebrow at me.

»Those men on that boat? They made their choices. They chose to murder and steal. It doesn't make any sense for us to have to die too,« he replied in his arrogant way.

»How do we know there are prisoners on the other boat? Maybe they're civilians, like us!«

»But the Joker said there are civilians on one boat and prisoners on the other-.« Another man said, but I interrupted him:

»And? What good does his word mean? Maybe the people on the other boat believe we are the prisoners, since they are the civilians. Maybe there aren't any prisoners to begin with. And that remote... who says it's not gonna blow us up instead of them?«

One minute.

I felt fire coursing through my veins as more mumbles spread through the room.

The lawyer looked at the remote in his hands.

»But maybe it doesn't,« he said and I just snorted at him.

»Are you willing to take that chance? Are you truly capable of taking lives of all the people on the other boat? Prisoners or civilians, does it truly matter?«

His finger wrapped itself around the key stuck in the remote and stopped there. The entire room stared in silence and I swallowed.

Then he put the remote back in the box, defeated, and sat back in his chair. He couldn't do it. I nodded at him, feeling proud. Even if we were to die, I managed to save someone. Or so I hoped.

The clock ticked loudly to announce the last minute had passed and we all stared at it, dreading every second. This was it.

»You naughty naughty girl,« the voice cooed through the speaker on the ceiling and I looked at the camera next to it defiantly.

»You just had to ruin aaaall the fun, didn't ya? Tsk, tsk, daddy'll have to punish you for that.«

I heard chuckles come from the speaker and it only made me angrier. This was just a fucking game to him. All of these lives were at stake, and he was just playing around.

»Although, I'm glad you came forth. I wouldn't have even noticed you in that dark corner of yours. Naughty little bunny.«

I could even imagine him wiggling a finger at me, but I kept my angry gaze at the camera. Meanwhile everybody stared at me like I was infected with plague.

»Tell me, Harley, baby, were you scared? Did you wish for little ol' me to come and save ya? I was waiting for you to cry out my name... To try to catch my attention... You didn't disappoint, thought. That tight little dress...«

I blushed heavily and looked down. Daggett sure had a weird taste in women's clothing. Although it was decent, the v shape in front was a little too much for my taste and the tight fitting thing ended above my knees.

I heard growling on the other line, to let the enitre ship know what the sight of me did to him.

»I do miss the bunny ears though... Tell you what, Harls, if you ask me nicely, I'll let you go.«

»Just me?«

»Just you.«

»I'd rather stay here, then.«

The moment of silence on the other line let us all know that my answer was the wrong one.

»Don't anger me, bunny, I won't offer again,« he said, his voice serious all of a sudden.

»Let us all go, or we have no deal.«

»And what are you prepared to offer for these people's freedom?« His cunning voice said and I could just see him smiling again.

»What would you like?« I asked, when a voice of the lawyer interrupted me:

»Don't talk to him. It's a trap. You can't reason with these-.«

»DON'T TOUCH HER!« Joker roared in that low voice and people flinched, along with me. Children began crying, and the lawyer slowly retreated his hand from above my shoulder.

»If you interrupt her again, I will keep this boat alive just so I can track you down and kill you with my bare hands.«

Silence followed until I gathered enough courage to speak again. Although things looked much worse now. An agitated Joker was hard to negotiate with.

»Name it. Whatever you want,« I said, softening my voice a little.

I haven't been this nervous in a while, as I waited for his response.

»You will give yourself to me freely... In every meaning of the word.«

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