She woke up to the sound of a dripping noise and then sudden scent of the chemicals of a hospital hit her the same way she had been hit by a car.
She could already feel the drugs that were running through her veins and into her body, this was something that she was already uncomfortable with. She knew that she needed she was uncomfortable with having them in her system with her own permission.
Now she needed to figure out how to get out of there and where exactly she was currently located. She was getting the distinct feeling she was being watched and she did not like this hospital and this place. She was getting the eerie feeling that she was in hell. And this was not a place that she wanted to be in, seeing that she has goosebumps on her arms and hairs were sticking up.
This was NOT a good place to be.
Ok.
Focus.
She was in a private room. The room had been reserved for her.
Licking the top off her mouth and her lips felt dry she could tell that she had been dehydrated. And the somewhat pain that was from her ribs she could tell that they were bruised.
When she was back home the hospital staff would not leave her alone. So, why was here different? It was the same benefactor that paying for this, so she was still nearby where she had been before she became unconscious. She was not in Metropolis because she could smell the fear in the air. This building although refurbished and made to look new, she could tell that it was old.
And then she remembered 'That' doctor. Dr Thompkins.
The woman/Doctor that was not afraid of anything. She was unnerved and unafraid of what she had seen and heard. She knew was American and top of her class as well. She could work for anyone she wanted and did. She was a private physician that also did volunteer work. The only thing that she was singularly affected by was the double murder of the young cancer patient and his mother. She had been deeply affected by that.
The woman was from New Jersey and all the information she had seen this could only mean that she was from Gotham. Fuck. And that meant she herself was in Gotham, now.
"Fuck!" she out loud.
The hospital was likely in crisis with yet another super villain attack.
Hopefully, 'The Riddler' was already behind bars. The last thing she needed in her life was another criminal that needed to show off his crimes with riddles. A criminal with the need to show off, all while wearing an outdated suit and top hat to go with it. Hopefully, she had both of them out of her life for good.
This was the last place she wanted to be. She knew before her foolishness got her shrank that this was a place that would likely get her killed, So, she avoided it at all costs because that was the sensible thing to do at all costs. Because everyone knew if you were not from Gotham and entered then it was far likely you would never leave. Leave, that is alive.
There was also the benefactor. You know the one that paid her every expense, including her parent's funerals and other various things. Such as there being everything her parents owned was now in her name or ready to claim when she was old enough. There was more than enough money in her bank account to last her several life times and over again. Agasa's products were doing well online and he was even able to get a financial backer. So, Agasa and Haibara moved to America for her fresh start and a new life that they both deserve.
They had to be rich and power. And the way everyone did not speak of this person showed that they respected that person and at the same time did not. So, they had to be male. The people that knew his name would have treated the situation differently if the benefactor was female. They would have treated it as if the benefactor was her 'Fairy Godmother' instead of someone plays 'Daddy Warbucks' kind of hero. As if they were doing her a favour and saving her and the same time she would be doing the same by merely being in their life. There was no play that she was going to play the role as 'Annie' in this life or next. No matter how many times she is to die and brought back to life that will not happen.
So, she had to come to the one conclusion and only name she could think that this benefactor could be. She had a tragic story to tell and a remorseful one at that. At first people had thought they had been murdered because of all the enemies she, herself and family have had. So, he would feel compelled to help and feel the need to be the hero, save another knew their pain, because he too had that experience and only someone like him could understand her and help her through this difficult time. He had done before, several times actually and he would do it again in a heartbeat (or rather when a heart stops beating) and he did with her.
There was also the fact that she had black hair and blue eyes, alike the others. A reflection of himself as a child, the moment, his childhood was taken away from him was in her physical appearance. So, he had to help her because no one could help him in that moment, not even him and likely blame himself for it all. Some that was either unconscious or conscious decision that he had made in the moment.
But this time was different, because she was female.
She had no intention of meeting any member of the Wayne family. She did not want nor need the attention that comes with the likes, a person of that or the trouble that follows. Trouble was what she was running away from. She knew that she was running from it, and she would deny that she had her own problems that she was refusing to deal with.
