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She stood there for a good thirty seconds before she took a step back into the room and closed the door. Vanessa turned around to face him, her mouth hung slightly agape.

"I….I want to stay with you." she eventually said.

Jonathan looked up from his desk and smiled. He removed his coat and laid it across his desk. Vanessa watched as he approached her. Her breath quickening with every step he took. She could feel the cold steel door pressing against her back. This was the end of the line she thought. There was no where else to go.

"I knew you would make the right decision." he said.

He laid his hand against her chest and she shivered under his touch.

"Your heart is racing Vanessa. You don't need to be afraid."

Jonathan took both of her hands in his and slowly raised her arms above her head. He pressed his body against hers and for the first time she found herself pressing back. The way he slowly grazed his lips across hers was alluring. Feeling his breath hot against her face made her whole body tingle.

"Do you have any idea how beautiful you are to me?" he whispered, "You're all I could think about these past few weeks. No matter what happened, I knew I had to get back to you."

How did he have the power to make her feel this way? He left her speechless. All she could do was stare trancelike into those blue eyes.

"Leave your arms there." he told her and she readily obeyed.

Jonathan un-tucked her shirt and pulled it over her head before throwing it to the floor. If the feeling of the cold door against her back gave her a shock, she was quickly distracted when his hands cupped her breasts and he finally gave her that deep kiss she had so desperately craved. A moan escaped her lips as he pulled her away from the door and laid her on the ground. He quickly removed his tie and shirt before settling his weight on top of her. Vanessa relished the feeling of his warm skin against hers.

A few moments ago he had been her sworn enemy. Now she lay half naked underneath him begging for his touch. This man had powers of persuasion she was only beginning to understand.

Vanessa ran her nails down his back. Not enough to break the skin but she did receive a lustful growl in her ear for her efforts. That was a noise she had never imagined would come from Dr. Jonathan Crane.

The kisses that had originated by her neck now traveled south as he pulled her sweatpants away from her and explored every inch of her body, first with his hands, then with his mouth. By the time he finished her body quivered and she felt spent, but he was a doctor with an extensive knowledge of the human anatomy-should she have expected anything less?

It was Vanessa who made the next move, unbuckling his belt and pushing his pants down past his hips.

"Please Jonathan." she said as she guided him inside of her.

As they began to move together Vanessa couldn't help but notice that even his love making had an aspect of the cold and analytical to it. He offered her no tender words or caresses during the act as her husband once had. Jonathan focused only on the task at hand. The only hint he gave that he was enjoying himself came at the very end when he moaned as she felt him pour into her. Vanessa opened her eyes at that moment. She wanted to see his face. He was propped up on his arms. His eyes were closed and his mouth hung open, his chest heaving. With his sweaty brow and tousled hair he was the most stunning man she had ever laid eyes on. Vanessa reached a hand up and stroked his cheek.

"Jonathan." she said his name softly.

He opened his eyes and regarded her warmly. Too tired now to rest his body weight on his arms he relaxed onto her and rested his head on her chest.

"This was the natural progression of things Vanessa. You were right not to fight it." he told her as he regained his breath.

"Natural progression, how romantic." she teased.

He rolled onto his side and grinned.

"There's only one thing left to do now." he said.

"What's that?"

"It's a surprise. I've been waiting for the right moment to give it to you."

Jonathan reached into his back pocket. She was looking at him expectantly when the phone rang.

"Please excuse me a moment." he said formally.

He stood and walked to the phone, adjusting his pants in the process.

"Dr. Crane." he answered.

Vanessa watched him as he continued to compose himself and speak on the phone simultaneously. At no time did he sound like anything less than the quintessential professional.

"Yes, it is an interruption. I'm in with a patient at the moment."

Jonathan looked over his shoulder at her and winked. She could see a bulge in the back pocket of his pants but couldn't guess what the object might be. What could he possibly want to give her?

"Very well, tell her I'll be there in fifteen minutes." he sighed.

Vanessa took that as her cue to get dressed. Jonathan hung up the phone and retrieved his shirt and tie from the floor.

"Someone from the D.A.'s office is here. They have questions for me regarding Falcone. I'm afraid I have to go."

"Why does the D.A.'s office care what happens to him? I thought they'd be happy just to have him locked away." Vanessa reasoned.

"I'm inclined to agree with you but some people are never happy. Let's get you back to your room for now."

As they walked back to her room the reality of what had just happened began to sink in. Part of her felt like there had been a profound clearing of the air. The other part was telling her that she had just been poisoned in mind and body. Either way, she could not change what had happened and was desperately searching for a bright future.

Jonathan opened the door for her and followed her inside.

"I won't be gone long. It shouldn't be difficult to give this pest the brush off."

"Will you come back after?" she asked.

Instead of answering with words, Jonathan pulled her into his arms and kissed her forcefully.

"What do you think?"

Vanessa pushed him away,

"I think you had better go. You don't want to keep them waiting."

He looked at her for a moment and weighed his options.

"Yes, yes I do. I'm a doctor and my patients always come first."

He cocked his eyebrow and a moment later she found herself lying supine on her cot.

"Roll over Vanessa. I want you on your stomach."

She could hear him loosening his belt as he stood behind her. When he climbed on top of her she felt that belt wrap around her neck and tighten. Vanessa cried out and tried desperately to claw her way out from underneath him. He held her down firmly. There was no way he would let her go.

"No Vanessa, don't be afraid. I want you to relax. I promise you're going to enjoy this as much as I am."

Again she did as told. In fact she did everything he asked of her and allowed him to do whatever he wanted, even though she sometimes felt degraded by it. There was never a doubt in either of their minds that he was in complete control.

Rachel Dawes was made to wait that night. The normally punctual Dr. Crane left her cooling her heels for an extra half hour. Before he left her room he promised Vanessa he would be right back. That was a lie. He never came back. That morning when the door to her room opened two men she had never seen before entered with a list of questions a mile long.

Author's Note: I haven't gone Mary Sue I promise. You'll find out about Dr. Crane's true feelings for Vanessa and his intentions in the next chapter.