"Calm down," Matt demanded from his ex wife as she paced up and down the living the next morning, her hands tugging at strands of hair mercilessly as the TV blared out the breaking news and Matt stood in the doorway whilst Madison shook her head at him, quickly pointing to the TV and then back to herself.

"How can I calm down?" she bellowed at him and he took a deep breath, folding his arms whilst she resisted the urge to throw something at the TV at what she was hearing. "He's out on the streets somewhere! He's out somewhere and I don't know where and I don't know if he has any intention of coming for me, do I? I have no way of knowing what he is going to do!"

"If he does come for you then he won't do anything, will he?" Matt barked back at her, trying to make her see sense as she folded her arms and looked at him with worry. He shook his head and sauntered into the living room, picking up the TV remote and turning it off as Madison looked at him, wondering how he had jumped to that conclusion.

"How do you know?" Madison asked and Matt snorted, a roll of his eyes coming out with it as he looked back into her green eyes with his grey ones. The pair of them knew why he wouldn't hurt her. Madison was just hysterical and horrifically so.

"He's been locked away in Blackgate for eight years, Mads," Matt informed her. "He's not going to do anything to you, is he? He's probably still madly in love with you."

"No," Madison replied, shaking her head quickly, her curls moving over her shoulder as she did so. She pulled at the material of the black dress which she wore and shook her head, holding her arms tightly around her body as she did so. She didn't believe him for one minute. She'd told Jonathan that he wasn't going to get parole. Why wouldn't he want revenge on her?

"He never loved me," Madison informed Matt. "Jonathan never knew how to love. He knew how to manipulate me into loving him by showing me kindness. But love? No...we never had that."

"Crane was sick, anyway," Matt said to her and she shrugged. He was mentally ill. She didn't think he was sick. She was sure that he knew exactly what he had done to Gotham and she was sure that he felt no remorse for doing it. Like she'd told him, his moral compass was out of touch. His sense of right and wrong was mixed up and made no sense to an unsuspecting person.

"And I'm in charge of the DA's office, aren't I?" Madison spoke rhetorically and Matt arched a brow in her direction, wondering what that had to do with anything. She continued to explain when she noted his look of wonder. "I put those people into Blackgate. I put the scum of Gotham away. You heard what this Bane said, Matt. I used the Dent Act...and that was a lie...it was all a lie. I'm...he'll think that I'm corrupt...that I'm as bad as the Commissioner."

"What are you saying?" Matt asked her and Madison quivered on the spot which she was stood on as Matt knew full well what she was saying.

"I'm saying that if they find out about me then I'm screwed, Matt. Whatever he has planned isn't good for those of us who have put these men behind bars."

"How will they find you, Mads?" he wondered from her and she shrugged.

"My address will be at the DA's office in City Hall. It won't be hard, will it?"

"I think you're worrying about nothing," Matt informed her. "There are plenty of other people who these men will want to hurt. Not just the DA who put them behind bars."

"Regardless, Jonathan will find out where I live." Madison said. "I need to be going...you need to look after Joel. Take him back to your apartment."

"And leave you?" Matt chuckled, shaking his head as he did so and then he snapped at her. "If you think I'm going anywhere then you're mistaken. Do you understand me?"

"No," Madison hissed at him. "You're going to keep our son safe."

"And I'm going to keep you safe," Matt said. "Get Joel to pack a bag and we will go back to my apartment. If you're sure that we're not safe here."

"We're not."

"There you go then," Matt said. "Go and pack a bag."

Madison nodded in agreement, walking up the steps and into her bedroom whilst Matt went to help his son pack a bag. As she was packing a knock on the door was heard and she moved into the hallway, hearing her name being called as Matt found her.

"Joel," he spoke to his son, "hide under the bed, okay, son? Just stay there until we say so."

Madison moved to the top of the stairs as Matt placed his hand onto her elbow, stopping her from going as he dropped his hand onto her elbow.

"What are you doing?"

"Ms Walters, if you don't open this door then we will break it down!"

"I told you that I wasn't safe. You should have known that, Matt," she spoke as she moved down the stairs and Matt followed her, stopping her from opening the door as the banging continued and she fought against him as he shook his head at her.

"You can't open the door to them." He hissed and she snatched her arm from his hold.

"What do you want me to do? Stand here and wait for them. We have Joel to think about, Matt. You need to look after him."

"Madison!" Matt snapped as his ex hastily unlocked the door to reveal two tall men stood there, their arms folded as Matt stood behind her, his hand on her back as she looked at them with her stubborn set jaw.

"What?" she snapped and they chuckled.

"You've been summoned to court." One informed her and Madison rolled her eyes. How ironic. She wasn't going to give these men the benefit of seeing her as nervous as she was. They had no right in doing so. She stood tall, her arms folded and her heart rate sky high as Matt shook his head.

"Court?" he checked with them. "What are you talking about?"

"The Judge will explain when you get there," he spoke. "Now, we have no need for you Mr, so back off, would you?"

"Not when I don't know what you're going to do to her," Matt said back to them, glaring through his eyes as Madison turned back to look at him, shaking her head and resting a hand onto his chest.

"Joel," she spoke to him. "He's more important than me. Look after him."

"We don't have all day," one snapped. "Either she comes or we just shoot you, Mr. We don't give a toss."

"I'm coming," Madison spat at them before looking back at Matt who was shaking his head at her. He was stuck in between the devil and the deep blue sea. He didn't know what to do. He didn't know who to choose.

"Look after him, Matt. Okay? Look after him and tell him that I love him..." Madison pleaded, placing her hand onto his cheek and slowly standing on her toes, kissing him on the cheek as his eyes began to tear up at seeing her.

"I'll find you." He assured her. "I'll get Joel somewhere safe and I'll find you."

"Okay, that's it," one of the men spoke, grabbing Madison by her arm and dragging her from the house, down the steps and onto the street as she continued to look at Matt. Joel appeared by his side suddenly, crying after his mother as he saw her dragged down the street, fighting all the way as Matt stopped his son from running off to her, picking him up into his arms and holding him tightly as Madison felt her eyes become wet at the sight of them.

"You can stop dragging me," Madison hissed, snatching her arm from his hold and walking in between them as they entered City Hall. But, it didn't look anything like the place which she had worked in multiple times. People huddled on the floor beneath the main foyer at the bottom of the steps, looking around as Madison felt herself being pushed onto the floor next to an old man dressed in his bathrobe. Everyone looked around but no one spoke as the slamming of a gavel echoed throughout the marbled room and Madison winced at hearing it, wondering what the hell was going.

"Bane's got a Judge in there," the old man informed her. He didn't look scared or worried about anything. No, he seemed serene. She didn't understand it. "It's a kangaroo court, ma'am."

"What's he doing?" Madison whispered as a guard passed them and glared at them. The man waited until he had passed until he spoke back to her.

"He's sentencing the corrupt of Gotham," he said with sarcasm. "Death or Exile. Either one is guaranteed death. Exile is walking onto the rivers ice. You'd fall through before getting halfway across."

"And everyone here...that's why they're here?"

"As far as I can see, ma'am," he said to her and Madison gulped, looking around for an escape before she heard a roar.

"I don't have all day, Mr Williams. Death or Exile?"

She froze when she heard it, shaking her head as she unknowingly stood up, moving over to the steps and looking up them as a guard placed his hand onto her shoulder.

"Your time will be soon, honey," he insisted and she shook her head at him, looking up into his unkind eyes as she did so.

"Who is the Judge?" she demanded to know, her voice rising and resulting in glances from the other people around from her.

"None of your business," the man sniped at her.

"Who is he?" Madison barked, walking up the steps as the man followed her, grabbing onto her hand and dragging her back down to him.

"So eager, aren't you?" he checked with her. "Hold the next one," he demanded the man at the bottom of the steps and he nodded; more interested on chewing his gum as he did so. "We have a willing volunteer next."

Madison allowed him to push her up into the open space and she looked around, her eyes widening as she did so. She shook her head as people parted through the crowds, allowing her to be pushed forwards as she stood in the small queue of people to be sentenced, jeering coming from the crowds as they looked at them.

She moved to the side, looking up onto the stacks of desk and furniture laced in strings and anything which could be found. Finally she saw the chair on the top and the man sat behind it, his eyes glaring onto a piece of paper in front of him as his gavel hung lazily in his hand and Madison froze, a small ounce of her hoping for him to save.

Hoping that she'd meant something to him once.

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A/N: Cliff-hanger, I know! I'll update later on so do let me know what you think in the mean time! Will Jonathan help her? Let me know what you reckon! And thank you to everyone reading and everyone who has reviewed! Means a lot guys!