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Lucius Fox sat quietly in his armchair of the lounge taking drags on his cigar with great relish. Sipping at the steaming cup of coffee that was standing in front of him on the small mahogany table he stared into the darkness of the room

The old dusty desk lamp on the table was the only source of light illuminating the room and it threw murky shadows on the man's tired face.

Lucius had a lot to think about.

"Darling, what is troubling you?" Barbara Fox has entered the dim room and sat down next to her husband.

She took his hand into hers and looked into his eyes.

Lucius gave her a weak smile. He was far too readable.

He took another drag on his cigar.

"You know, Barbara," Lucius sighed ", it might be clichéd stuff but sometimes I wonder what happened to the good old days."

He paused and took another gulp from his cup.

"I always tried to save at least a little bit of it. A little bit of the good old days. But it it useless"

Barbara listened silently. She wasn't used to hear her husband talking like this. Usually it was her being the pessimist. But since Lucius has been fired, he seemed more lost in thought than usual. She had the feeling she knew why:

"Lucius, you always tried so hard to preserve the heritage of Thomas Wayne in the company. You never gave up on his ideals even when you had to go to this department of yours."

Lucius blew big white circles of smoke into the dense air.

"Thomas would be grateful to you. But things change with time. Gotham changed with time.

We have to accept that a piece of this Gothamwe knew, that held hope for its people, died with Thomas and Martha. And it continued dying. It´s just a question of time until we will lose our city to darkness. We can't prevent it."

Lucius couldn't agree. Maybe he couldn't make a difference anymore. But there was still one Wayne left. Lucius always has considered himself a good judge of character.

When he looked the first time -after Bruce Waynes seven lost years- intoBruces eyes, he saw that same spark that wasburning in his father´s. Maybe clouded by loss, experience and anger but still there, strong and flaring.

Gotham wasn't beyond saving. When he saw this sheer determination on this face, Lucius knew it.

Lucius just knew Thomas too long and too well as not to know what a Wayne was capable of.

Either Batman could save the city or no one.

Lucius didn't tell Barbara that he knew the identity of the Dark Knight. Not that he didn´t trust her.

After their long and fulfilled marriage he would trust her his life. But Lucius was sure Bruce would not want her to know. And Lucius wanted to show Bruce that he could trust him.

Probably Bruce didn't even know that he was married, though Barbara and Lucius met thanks to Thomas Wayne.

Thomas and Barbara both worked together in the Gotham General Hospital. Together, the two Doctors fought over and over again for the lives of countless patients and they became very good friends.

At one of the many banquets at Wayne Manor, Thomas introduced her to the best member of his works council, Lucius Fox. It was asif they were meant for each other. All of this happened about 30 years ago and they were still a happy couple but when the Waynes died it was a very hard time for them, especially for Barbara. After this incident, whre the most decent persons Barbara knew had died, she lost all her faith she once had in the good.

"Not only a piece of the Gotham died that night, but also a piece of my lovely Barbara." Lucius thought.

The telephone rang and shook Lucius out of his musing. Barbara stood up to answer it.

"Alfred, what a pleasure, what can I do for you?"

Hearing the name Alfred, Lucius instantly got up. This just could mean trouble.

"Yes he is right there, standing next to me." Lucius took the receiver out of her hand and turned his back to her.

"Alfred,'' he closed his eyes. Lucius felt his stomach clenching.

"Yes, I understand. Let me bring her with me."

"Trust me it's the best thing to do…Yeah she can do that. We´re on our way."

He hung up and turned around to face his wife whose face mirrored complete confusion.

Darling, now listen to me I have to tell you something really important!"

Finally Lucius got his chance to make a difference again. His chance to do their friends - the Waynes - a favor.

He would not let the spark of Bruce Wayne fade. The spark of Batman – hope of Gotham.

The spark that could bring Gotham out of the darkness back into the light.

Alfred had laid Bruce on the bed in his room and covered his shivering body with a warm blanket.

The clammy and damp air of the Batcave didn't do much good to the trembling body of his master. Fighting against all the injuries, his body had started to heat up and Alfred had to bring him to a warmer place if Bruce's temperature should stop rising.

Bruce was soaked in sweat, his dark hair sticking to his pale face. Now and again his unconscious body jerked and Alfred didn't know if it was because of the effect of the poison or the pain Bruce was in.

Alfred wiped Bruce's face with a cloth. All he could do until the arrival of Barbara , was to make Bruce as comfortable as possible.

When he heard the car coming up the driveway, utter relief washed over Alfred.

"Hold on Master Bruce help is on its way"

TBC

Sorry guys,but it could take a while to update. But I won´t let you down. ;o)