CHAPTER 5

The prison security guard shut the electricity off that flows into the metal gate and then opened the door for Detective Reese. They didn't know that he was no longer a detective and as far as he was concerned, they never had to know. "There you go, Detective Reese. Just hollar when ya' are ready to leave."

Reese nodded as he entered the prison. The metal gate was closed behind him. He took a few steps in the room, and there was a large, plastic, octagon shaped cell. "Huntress?" Reese called out. No one came to the cell. Had this been another deception to keep her location a secret?

Reese slowly approached the cell, and knew that it was not a deception when he saw her, still in her hospital gown, sitting on the floor, leaning on the far cell wall, holding onto her knees with the one good arm while the other was in an arm sling. "Helena!" Reese called out putting a hand on the plastic cell.

Helena dizzily looked up with a smile on her face, while her head struggled to stay up like a drunk person. "Reese." Helena whispered.

"I'm here, Helena!" Reese replied. Something was terribly wrong with her. On closer look, she was sweating terribly. The rim of the neck of the medical gown was soaked. "You don't look so good. Are you alright?"

Helena didn't reply. Her head leaned back on the cell, and Reese could see the suffering in her face. Her face was ghostly white. She was breathing heavily as if it was a struggle for her. Reese turned and ran to the gate! "Hey, get a doctor in here quick! She's seriously ill in here!"

With in moments, the gate was open and a security officer and the doctor with a brief case of medical equipment can into the room. The security guard opened the plastic cell door with a remote. "You two can go in."

The doctor and Reese ran into the cell. They knelt beside Helena where the Doctor felt her forehead. "She's burning up! I was afraid of something like this!"

Reese looked over at the doctor. That comment told him that he protested this treatment of her, which meant he may have just found a way to get her out of here. The doctor pulled out a stethoscope and placed it just under the gown on her chest. "Her breathing is very erratic. If something is not down quickly for her, she's going to die. I can't treat her here. Detective, please help me get her out of here to the hospital!"

"Doctor, listen to me, I need you to help me. I need to get here out of here, but not to a hospital. I love this woman. I need to free her." Reese whispered.

"She need's immediate medical attention, detective! She must go to a hospital!" The doctor whispered in protest.

"I have access to everything she needs for medical attention, that's no problem."

"What you are asking me to do is illegal, and can get both of us sent here for the rest of our lives and all for a murderer!"

"She's not a murderer, doctor. She's a superhero. She protects Gotham, not harms it. She is being framed for something I know she didn't do, and I suspect that the commissioner might have something to do about it. Think about what he has done to her so far. Does sending her here just out of surgery sound legitimate to you?"

The doctor thought about it for a second. "Can you assure me that she is innocent as you claim?"

"Yes. I know she is innocent, because We have worked together to save Gotham more than once, but more than that, I love this woman, and I refuse to let her die or rot in prison before getting the chance to tell her that."

"What's the plan then?"

"I am a police detective. They will think that I will escort the both of you to the hospital. Will you come with us? We may have the resources to save her life, but your help would be greatly appreciated, as long as you can keep the hideout a secret."

"I would prefer it that way, because I don't want to see her die like this," The doctor replied.

"You're a good man, Doctor!"

"Let's get her on the stretcher," the doctor said a little bit louder. The doctor picked Helena up from under her arms while Reese got her legs as they laid her on the stretcher.

Reese stepped out to address the security officer. "I am escorting these two back to the hospital. She is deathly ill, and she needs medical attention."

"The Commissioner said that she does not get moved from here for whatever reason."

"She is going to die if we don't get her to the hospital!" The doctor said, stepping out from the cell. "I can't treat her here. She must be admitted back to the hospital!"

"I will escort them personally and make sure that she does not escape. I don't think you will want to answer to the Commissioner O'Reiley when she dies, do you?"

"No, sir! Let us just get a confirmation from the commissioner and then we'll lead you out!"

"She won't last that long, for god's sake!" the doctor looked at the security officer in disbelief. "She has such a high temperature, that her body is literately cooking! She can be dead within the hour!"

"Radio it in after we leave. Can't you see how bad she is?"

The security officer looked over at Helena. Indeed, she was in bad shape. She was beginning to gasp for air and her body was slightly shaking. "Fine, hurry and get her to the hospital pronto!"

"To my car!" Reese said. He and the doctor went back into the cell and rolled her out of the cell. "Lead the way," Reese told the security officer.

The security guard ran through Arkham, with the doctor and Reese keeping up with him, rolling the stretcher as fast as it's wheels could move. As they were on the move, he looked over at the doctor and whispered, "Is she really that bad? Is she really running that high of a fever?"

"Not yet, but she will if she doesn't receive medical attention quickly!"

They finally reached the gate to the parking lot. The carefully brought the stretcher down the steps and then rolled it to Reese's car. Reese unlocked the car and opened the back door. He then helped the doctor pick Helena up and lay her inside the car on the back seat. When inside, Reese closed the door.

"Thank you," Reese said to the security guard. He and the doctor happed into the car. Reese started the car and peeled off towards the front gate. The front gate opened for them and they were out of Arkham.