Walking hand in hand with Lee Thompkins felt right to Jim. Nothing about the situation he found himself in was strange. It made him feel happy. He was so very happy. The fact that Lee seemed to feel the same way about him was even better. Jim had walked into Arkham with a smile on his face. He never thought that he would be happy to go to work, but he knew that he would see Lee. Their date at the circus had turned into a disaster. A murder had taken place, the snake dancer had been killed and her son had been the one responsible. Jim had promised to take Lee on another date, hopefully with no murders.

Nonetheless, Jim had to admit that he had been worried when he returned to the apartment to find it empty. He had frowned, wondering where his sister was. He had then checked his cell and seen that she had text him. The message was vague.

Jim, had to get away for a while. I'll be back soon.

Jim had tried to call her, but she wasn't picking up. He frowned, sensing that something wasn't right. Olivia didn't run away from things. She especially didn't run away when she had work. Did the school know that she had taken time out? Jim sat down on the edge of the sofa and tried to call Olivia again, but she didn't pick up again.

It was another five minutes before there was a knock on the door. Moving to his feet, Jim tugged his tie down his shirt and opened the door to see Ed stood there. He frowned for a moment before he nodded. "Ed," he greeted him.

"Jim," Ed said, pushing his glasses further onto his nose. "I am sorry to drop by like this, but…Olivia…I haven't heard from her in a while. Is she okay?"

"I…I don't know," Jim admitted to him. "You'd best come in, Ed."

Walking into the apartment, Ed closed the door behind him and shifted awkwardly as Jim perched on the edge of the sofa, dropping his head into his hands for a few moments. Edward remained stoic, his eyes settled on Jim as he sniffed, a scent of lavender from the reed diffuser filling his nostrils.

"Ed, I need to know exactly what happened between you and Olivia," Jim said.

"I…I don't know what you mean," Ed said, anxiousness apparent in his voice as he spoke. "Nothing happened between us. We just had dinner and talked and then she came home."

"Ed," Jim said, his voice cautionary. "You don't need to lie to me. Olivia told me what happened. She said how you both admitted you felt something for each other deeper than friendship."

"I see," Edward whispered. "Well, we had that discussion and she told me that she was going to call me, but she never did. I thought that I would give her some time. I thought that maybe she had made her mind up. I thought that she was letting me down gently."

"I don't know what is going on," Jim admitted. "I finished work to this strange text message with her telling me that she was going away for a few days. Olivia wouldn't go away unless she had to. She loves working. Teaching is what she loves."

"Have you called her?"

"I've tried," Jim said. "I've tried to call her, but it keeps going back to voicemail."

"You…you're not convinced she's gone away, are you?" Edward said, his voice full of worry as Jim shook his head. He didn't like this. He didn't like it one little bit. He wanted to go and find his sister. He needed to find his sister. Where could she possibly have gone?

"I don't know what is going on," Jim admitted, "but this isn't Olivia. This isn't her. I know my sister and she doesn't just disappear with some vague text message. Olivia tells me things…she tells me everything."

"Then what do you suggest we do?" Edward wondered.

"We find this boyfriend of hers," Jim said. "She was supposed to go and finish it with him. We go and see if she did it. Jason Lennon is his name."

"I'll run his name at the GCPD," Edward declared. "I mean…considering you can't."

"Okay," Jim said. "Listen, Ed, you know that Arkham isn't what I want. I would come back to the GCPD if I could. Maybe one day, I will, but for now, you need to be the man on the inside. You need to be my man on the inside because…I have a sense about these things. I just need Olivia back."

"I know," Edward said with a nod of his head. "I…I feel…well…"

"I get it, Ed," Jim said, moving to his feet and clapping Nygma on the shoulder. "And if it makes you feel any better, you know, I think that I would have given you permission to date my sister if circumstances were different."

Edward almost choked, but he coughed into his palm. "Thanks, Jim," he said with a nod.

…

Lee Thompkins had wanted to meet Olivia Gordon. She had heard a lot about her from Jim. She sounded like a lovely young woman. But then Jim had told her what had happened. He told her how he thought something was wrong. He was worried for his sister and Lee couldn't blame him. She understood why he had cancelled date night with her to focus on finding Olivia. But then she had shocked him. She had done something that no one had done before. She had asked to help. She had asked to go with him. But then she had surprised him even more. She told him how a job had opened up in the GCPD and she wanted to apply for it.

"You know," Jim said to her, "the GCPD want me back after the Loeb incident. I told them that I would go back…I start again on Monday."

"Oh," Lee said, silently shocked but happy. "That is great news. When did you find out?"

"Last night," Jim said to her. "I would have mentioned it sooner, but I've been thinking about Olivia. I can't stop thinking about finding her."

"Hey," Lee said, moving to place a hand on top of his. "I get it."

"Nygma looked up all the Jason Lennons in the area," Jim said. "He said there were only three in the Gotham area, but here's the thing, none of them knew Olivia. None of them have any idea who she is. Whoever this guy is…he's not the man he said he was."

"So what do we do?" Lee asked from Jim.

"I'm retracing her steps," Jim said. "Well, Nygma is. The guy is a lot better at technical things than I ever have been. He is going to call me as soon as he finds something. I need to be ready to go…"

"We will be ready to go," Lee corrected him as she picked up her glass of water and took a sip of it. The two of them were in Olivia's apartment and Lee had noticed a photo on the corner on the desk. She stood up and moved towards it, Jim watching her as she completed the motion. She picked up the wooden frame and peered down at it. "You look young here."

Jim chuckled and moved to go and stand behind her, peering over her shoulder. "I was," he nodded his head. "I mean, younger than I look now."

"And Olivia? She looks happy here."

"She was," Jim nodded. "She was so happy to get her degree. I remember flying back to surprise her. She is always…well…putting others before herself. She said that I didn't have to come back if I was busy. I waited until the last minute before I came back home and she said it was the best surprise she'd had."

"We'll find her, Jim," Lee promised him. "She will be fine."

"I thought that," Jim nodded, "but now I'm not so sure. I mean, who is this guy she has been seeing? What if he is just like her ex?"

"You can't think like that, Jim," Lee chided him.

Jim scoffed. "It's difficult not to," he responded to her. "I wasn't here the last time to protect her and now I am here, but what use am I? If something has happened then-"

"-Stop it," Lee interrupted him, taking hold of him by the shoulders. "She is going to be fine. I promise you."

Before Jim could say anything in response, his cell began to vibrate in his pocket. He moved to peck Lee on the cheek before grabbing hold of his cell from the coffee table. He placed it to his ear, answering the call without hesitation.

"You found anything, Nygma?"

"Her cark is parked on 119 L Street Lower," Ed said. "I managed to get the CCTV as she climbed out of it and went down the street, but then she disappears. It's like she vanishes in thin air. I don't know where she could have gone. I can't understand it."

"I need that area cordoned off," Jim said. "I need the apartments in that area searched. She can't have disappeared, Ed, someone has to have seen her."

"Roger dodger," Edward said. "Can I come? I can help canvas the area?"

"Sure," Jim said. "And, Ed, thank you…for everything."

…

Jason was certain that he couldn't be caught. He knew exactly how to evade the police. He knew how to remain hidden in broad daylight. Ever since the surgery, he had possessed that talent. Women would sometimes throw themselves at him, but that was not unusual activity. They wouldn't even look at him if he had his original face. They wouldn't even bother.

But Olivia Gordon had been different. She had been so different. She hadn't thrown herself at him. She had been quite indifferent to him. But he suspected that had been because she had been nervous. She was so jumpy and nervous. He found it endearing. Instead of a woman fixing him, perhaps he needed to fix one of them? Of course, Olivia was struggling to see it that way.

"Olivia," he spoke her name and she finally peered over to him, her eyes wide as the gag remained in her mouth and her arms chained above her head, the locks attached to the bar from the ceiling. "I need you to keep quiet."

Olivia's brows knitted together then as he moved closer to her, his fingers clasping her chin and holding her gaze. He sighed softly as he moved his other hand down her hair, the motion soft and tender.

"Your brother didn't seem to believe the text message I sent," he said to her. "He's managed to trace your car and has the apartments in the block sealed off. He wants to talk to people…see if anyone saw you…"

Olivia tried to speak, but the gag prevented her from even being able to murmur anything, her voice strained and her throat aching. She squealed as he moved an arm around her waist, his hand moving from her hair to stroke her cheek soothingly. She tried not to cry, tears threatening to fall from her eyes.

"He's not going to find you," he said, his voice taunting and Olivia wanted to close her eyes and sob. "We're not done with our time together, Olivia. We have so much more to get to know about each other. We have so, so much more to discuss."

He moved to kiss her on the forehead and Olivia felt bile rise in her throat as he moved his hands from her and turned on his heel. She watched him walk out the room, closing the door behind him and locking it. Jason watched the door for a brief moment, a smile on his lips before he heard the intercom ring. He moved a hand through his hair and walked towards it, the face of Jim Gordon appearing on the screen.

"Hello," Jason spoke.

"Excuse me, sir, my name is Jim Gordon, I'm with the GCPD. Can I have a moment of your time?"

"Of course, come up," Jason said and he stepped back from the elevator, waiting for doors to open.

Entering the apartment, Jason watched as Jim looked around. Walking towards him, Jason offered Jim his hand. The detective took hold of it, shaking it tightly for a few second before showing him his badge to confirm his identity.

"How can I help, detective?" Jason wondered. "I've seen the block has been cordoned off."

"Yes, sir," Jim said. "We're looking for a woman. Her name is Olivia Gordon. Her car was found around here and she hasn't been seen since. This is her," Jim pulled out a folded photograph, the image of Olivia clear as day, dressed in a floral dress with a cap and gown. It was clearly an image from her graduation day. "Have you seen her at all?"

Jason looked to the photo and bit down on his bottom lip. He shook his head. "Sorry, detective," he said. "I don't recognise her. You said her name…Olivia Gordon…is she related to you?"

"My sister," Jim said. "And you're sure you haven't seen her?"

"No, sorry," Jason said.

"If you see anything…or remember anything," Jim said and pulled a card out and handed it over to him, "please call me."

"Of course," Jason said and escorted Jim back to the elevator, pressing the button. "I hope you find her, detective."

"Thank you, Mr…" Jim trailed off, waiting for his name.

"Jason Van Groot," he said.

"Jason?" Jim checked.

"Yeah," he responded with a nod.

"Sorry," Jim said. "It's just that my sister said she had been dating a Jason Lennon."

"Not a Lennon," Jason said. "But a Van Groot."

"Sorry," Jim said as the elevator pinged. "There was a Jason Dingham across the street too. I'm just on edge. As I said, Mr Van Groot, if you see anything or remember anything, please do give me a call."

"Of course," Jason said and watched as Jim stepped into the elevator.

He smiled once the doors had closed, knowing that he was safe for the time being.

….

A/N: Do let me know what you think!