Olivia waited for her suitcase to come from the belt, rocking back and forth on her heels. It had felt good to touch down in a different state away from Gotham. She instantly felt a weight lift from her shoulders. She kept a look out for her suitcase, standing in a line with everyone else who had gotten off the same flight as her. She saw the navy suitcase come around the corner and stepped forward, pulling it from the belt. Standing it up, she grabbed the handle and wheeled it at the side of her. She let her coat hang loose on her frame, the floral long dress she wore with boots revealed. Walking out of arrivals, she glanced around for any sign of Lee.

It didn't take her long to spot her. The doctor was stood to one side, wearing a grey coat with black dress underneath it. She spotted Olivia and instantly broke into a smile. Olivia beamed back, rushing towards her with her bag slapping against her hip. Once she was in front of her, she released her case and wrapped her arms around Lee. Lee reciprocated, holding Olivia tightly.

"It is so good to see you," Lee breathed, a sigh of relief escaping her as she squeezed Olivia tightly. "I am so sorry, Liv. If I had any idea what was going on then I would never have left."

"None of us knew," Olivia said to her, voice soft, pulling back. She looked Lee in the eye as Lee held onto her shoulders. "I never knew that he would set Jim up…that he would enjoy it…he kept that side of him very well hidden."

"I was so relieved when Jim said he had found you safe," Lee said. "Come on, we can go back to mine. I've got two bottles of wine, chips, chocolate and a pizza on the way this evening."

"Sounds perfect," Olivia said.

Lee grabbed hold of Olivia's suitcase, ignoring her protests. The two of them left the terminal and headed towards the car park. Lee paid for the parking before they moved to the car, lapsing into conversation. Lee told Olivia about her job and how she was settling in. Olivia had been happy to hear that Lee was happy away from Gotham. She had built a life for herself in Atlanta.

They pulled up to her house and Olivia had been in awe. The place was a classic townhouse, filled with fancy furniture and lined with wooden floors and plush carpets in the bedrooms and living rooms. Lee had given her the tour, carrying her case up the stairs and into the guest room she had set up. She had tried to make it as comfortable as possible. She had bought a new duvet set with a blanket, alongside buying Olivia her favourite toiletries in case she had forgotten any or had had no room in her suitcase.

She left Olivia to unpack and hang her things up in the closet. Walking back down the stairs, she shrugged her coat off and hung it up on the coat rack. Wandering into the kitchen, she reached for the bottle of wine she had left to chill in the fridge and opened it up. Pouring them each a glass, Lee sipped on the liquid slowly and knew that she would have to tell Olivia about Mario eventually. Even worse, she knew that she would have to tell Jim. As far as she knew, the two of them were over. He had told her to move on with her life and she had done that. Of course, a part of her still pined for him. But Mario had been good for her. He treated her well and adored her, just as she adored him.

She only wondered how Olivia might react.

"Lee, your bathroom is amazing," Olivia's voice entered the kitchen.

She had changed into a pair of jeans with a dark blue jumper. She had fluffy socks on her feet and had tied her hair into a high ponytail. She looked around the kitchen again, the oak cabinets a light colour with a country feeling.

"Do you like it?" Lee asked, sliding a glass of wine across the island towards Olivia. "It was the tub that really sold it to me."

"I can see why," Olivia said to her. "It is like a mini swimming pool."

"It's great," Lee said. "Come on, we can go and sit down and catch up properly."

Olivia nodded and went along with Lee into the living room. She sat down on the sofa, tucking one leg beneath her body. Lee sat to the other side of her, holding her wine glass in her hands and swilling the liquid slowly. "So," Lee began, "be honest, Liv, how are you? And don't give me any crap like you did at the airport."

Shrugging her shoulders, Olivia didn't entirely know what to say. She hadn't spoken about how she had felt in such a long time. All she kept telling Jim was that she was fine. He didn't need to know anything other than that, but he could see through her. He never pushed her though. He always let her just get away with saying she was fine.

"I don't know," Olivia said. "I don't know how I am, Lee. I just feel numb most of the time…whenever I think of him I just feel anger and hurt for what he did, but I try not to think about him. I don't want to think about him. He…I really thought that he was the one and that we could leave Gotham together. I thought that we could get away…get married…be happy…but he turned out to be another ex in my long list of bad choices of men to date."

"I just can't believe it," Lee said to her. "I cant believe that he would do that to Jim. I thought that we were friends with Ed. I thought that he cared about us."

"I think that he did," Olivia said, "but then Jim started snooping into what he had done to Kristen."

"And that in itself is crazy!" Lee exclaimed. "He killed Kristen and just hid it from us."

"Yeah," Olivia agreed weakly. She hadn't told Jim that she knew. It had been too long and she didn't know if she had it in her to tell him now. What harm would come from keeping it from him? Ed was never getting out of Arkham, Jim had promised her that. He had told her how he would do everything he could to keep him in that place.

"I swear that if I ever see him…" Lee let the threat hang in the air.

"I think you might have to get behind Jim in that line to get to Ed," Olivia said to her.

"How is he?" Lee wondered from Olivia and she shrugged.

"He's Jim," was all that she could truly say to her. "He's working on the Bruce Wayne case again and trying to get closure on it, but he's not gone back to the GCPD. He wants to finish that case and then he is done with Gotham."

Lee looked shocked at that, eyes wide. "He is done with Gotham?" she asked from her.

"Yeah," Olivia said. "I think that both of us are probably done with Gotham. We've rented an apartment together for the short term, but…I don't think either of us are going to stay there now."

"Where will you go?"

"I don't know," Olivia said. "I've been thinking about going to Florida or somewhere? I can find a teaching job out there and it's warm."

"It is," Lee said with a nod. "And Jim?"

"Well," Olivia said. She felt slightly awkward. She didn't know what her brother had planned. She had her guesses, but she didn't know if Lee should know. Olivia knew that Jim wanted Lee back. He was finishing the case and his intention was to find her, but did she want to be found? "I'm not entirely sure."

Lee nodded and glugged on her wine before placing the glass down. She let out a shaky breath and knew that she had to tell Olivia the truth. "I didn't know how to do this," Lee said to Olivia. "I was worried about how you might react because you're Jim's sister, but I have to tell you…because…well…you're my best friend and I realise how that is pretty strange considering I dated your brother."

"You're babbling," Olivia commented.

"I know," Lee groaned, "but…well…the thing is, Liv…I've met someone."

Olivia's eyes widened. Nodding her head, she wasn't sure how to react, but she couldn't be mad at Lee. Jim and Lee had split up. Jim had urged for Lee to move on and clearly she had. Olivia just felt bad for her brother. She knew that he was going to be devastated.

"Okay," Olivia said.

"I know that's weird," Lee said. "The last time I saw you was when I was trying to save Jim, but after I lost the baby I started talking to this guy. He works in the hospital with me and we just got close. Things went from there. Jim was still locked up and he…I…I wanted to move on."

"I'm not judging, Lee," Olivia promised, holding her hands up defensively. "I'm happy if you're happy. I get it. You couldn't wait forever and at one stage it looked like we might have to."

"You're sure you're not mad?"

"Lee, I have no reason to be mad. You didn't cheat on Jim. You guys aren't even together," Olivia said, but she knew exactly how this would destroy Jim. Olivia suspected that both of them were going to have to try and help each other. "What's his name?"

"Mario Falcone."

….

Jim knew that there was something dodgy going on at Arkham. He had been with Bruce and the young boy had told him about what they had found. They suspected that Hugo Strange was experimenting on inmates at Arkham. Jim had gone there and asked about Karen Jennings. She had been a test subject on an old Wayne Enterprises programmed called Pinewood Farms. She had been hurt while there, tortured by Strange. The programme had tried to play god. It had tried to change people. Jim had gone to Strange to find out more and he had called the man's bluff, saying that he had a warrant to dig up Victor Fries's body after Jim had seen him. He knew that Fries had been at Arkham. Strange had done something to him. But there was no warrant. Yet, Strange had looked panicked, saying that he had been cremated. It was then when Jim knew he was lying. He was sure of it.

He had left the office and had been on his way out when he had seen him behind bars. He was looking straight at him, a smirk on his face.

"Hello, Jimbo," he said and Jim tried to keep walking on. "What brings you here?"

"None of your business, Ed," Jim said to him. "Go to hell."

"You've already put me there, well here," Ed joked, walking alongside Jim on the other side of the bars as the man finally stopped still. Ed lifted his hands up and held the wire, laughing as he did so. "But not for long, my friend. I will find my way out because this place is just one big puzzle. No one beats me."

"I did," Jim said, almost looking smug.

"Is that what you think?" Ed asked from him. "No, Jim, you didn't beat me and I will prove that to you when I am out of here."

"You're not getting out of here, Ed," Jim said.

"When I do…then I will come for you," Ed said, ignoring Jim's comment. "I am coming for you, Jim and I am going to make you pay for what you have done."

"Whatever," Jim said. "See you never, Ed."

"How is she?" Ed called out as Jim turned away. He froze suddenly, stopping himself from leaving. Ed watched Jim clench his hands into fists. He had him now. "Does she miss me? Does she still pine after me? I have her picture in my cell, Jimbo. I sit and I stare at it…thinking about how I am going to get out of here and be with her again. She will be mine again. She will be back where she belongs."

Jim whirled around then, storming back over to Ed. He stood inches from him, his voice low and dark, but Ed continued smirking. He found this quite interesting. Jim's reaction would entertain him. Ed always knew how to get to Jim and that was through Olivia.

"She is miles away from Gotham and that is where she is going to stay," Jim sniped at Ed. "You are never getting out of here, Ed. You are never going to see her again and I am going to do everything in my power to make certain of that."

"Do you think you can stop love, Jim?" Ed wondered, forehead pressing against the wire as he clung onto it. "Do you honestly believe that you can stop her from loving me? I know what I am, Ed. I know who I truly am now and she knows it too. Deep down she knows me and she accepts me…believe me…she enjoyed my dark side when I had her in bed, Jimbo."

Ed chuckled while Jim's cheeks puffed out and he struggled to control himself, his fists now unbelievably longing to reach out and pummel Ed. He hadn't had a chance to do that when they had been in the forest.

"You're not to discuss her…to even try and contact her…I don't even want you thinking of her."

"That might be difficult considering she consumes nearly every thought I have," Ed commented.

"You're not worth it," Jim finally said, clearly being the bigger man. He began walking backwards away from Ed. "She will never forgive you. Get that through your head."

Ed continued smirking, watching as Jim turned and walked away from him. He chuckled and shook his head. "You have no idea, Jimmy…no idea at all."

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