Layla's parents had apparently contacted every police station in all the surrounding states about he disappearance. They made her seem like a crazy, delusional patient who had been kidnapped by her ironically psychotic doctor. The police in every town were prepared for them. They found that out the hard way the next morning.

The two of them were at a restaurant eating breakfast and casually conversing.

"You told me that you wanted to go into psychology. What makes you so interested in it?" he asked in between bites of eggs.

"It might sound weird" she began, "but I want to study the person's response to physical pain. It seems like an extremely good motivator".

"Almost as good as fear" he replied.

"Better than fear in my opinion."

"I disagree. Fear makes people...irrational"

"Fear of pain makes people irrational. What do people have to fear, except for pain?" she argued.

"What about death?" he asked, challenging her.

"Pain causes death, and death causes pain."

"I think I've met my match" he said smiling.

They suddenly noticed a woman staring at them. Jonathan quickly noticed the newspaper in the woman's hand. The headline read "Teen Patient Kidnapped By Doctor", and there were two pictures under the headline; one was of him, and the other was of Layla. They left the restaurant as soon as they could, and as they pulled out of the parking lot they noticed the staring woman was talking to a waiter and pointing to them. They drove off fast, assuming the cops would be there soon.

Later that day they stopped at a clothing store to get some less conspicuous apparel. Layla picked out some clothes that made her look older, and Jonathan picked out some comfortable clothes much different than the suit-and-tie work clothes he usually wore. They stared at each other for a minute, studying how they looked in their new clothes.

Jonathan was amazed at how mature Layla looked on the new outfit. He was too proper to admit it, but he thought she was beautiful. He wondered again if maybe Dr. Corby was right, and he did have feelings for her.

Layla tried not to blush, but she could not control it. She tried to hide her feelings, but they showed clearly on her face. Jonathan looked very handsome in the blue t-shirt and jeans he had chosen. She had had a crush on him since she fist met him, but she had tried to control her feelings, and she knew he would never fell the same way about her.

About an hour after they left the clothing store the police arrived there and questioned the sales clerk (apparently they were questioning everyone in that area). The clerk told them the only two people he had seen enter together was a "cute couple in their early twenties". the officers were slightly fooled, but not for long.

Less than an hour later Jonathan and Layla were driving through a fairly big city, when they noticed a police car following them from a distance. Layla quickly got Jonathan's brief case and handed him his mask. He frowned at first, then reluctantly took it. By the time the cops caught up with the car it was abandoned.

The runaways hid in an alley. Jonathan put on his mask and got his hallucinogenic fear toxin ready. Unfortunately he was not fast enough this time and the two cops had him before he even realized they were there. They took his mask off and spun him around to put handcuffs on him. As they spun him around he realized he could not see Layla.

Before they had put the cuffs on him he heard a noise, and realized they were no longer holding him. He turned around to see the two officers fighting with someone. He took this opportunity to go through with his plan; he put his mask back on, and pulled out a small can of fear toxin out of his pocket. He sprayed the cops right in the face, and they immediately began coughing, then fell to the ground screaming in terror.

It was then that Scarecrow came face to face with his helper. The accomplice was wearing a black oval shaped mask that covered from the middle of the forehead to the nose, but he could tell it was Layla. " I guess I owe you one" he said taking off his mask. She smiled. "Do I get to meet my rescuer?" he asked, jokingly. She extended her hand for a handshake. "I'm Sparrow"