"When I was 15 years old, Joe came up to me and said that I was beautiful. That I deserved better then how Mallory and Bob were treating me." She remembered the day like it was yesterday.

"You really are a pretty girl," Joe said. "You deserve better then how Mallory and Bob are treating you." He sat down next to her on the sofa. Mallory and Bob were out for the night and Joe was supposed to watch Lena.

"Thank you." Lena was trying to read her Spanish book for homework due the next day. She had learned to take everything that they said with a grain of salt and not to take everything at face value.

"What are you reading?" he asked with a fake interested tone.

"Spanish." What the hell does he want?

"I took Spanish, maybe I can help you."

Lena let out a snort. "No, you failed Spanish. Anyway, I don't need help. I can do this on my own."

"Okay." He seemed to really search his peanut sized brain for what to say. "How is ball et going?"

Lena rolled her eyes. "It is ballet, not ball et. I dropped out."

"Why?"

"It was to much work to do ballet every day after school plus my homework."

Joe moved closer. "Well, maybe I can take some of that work off your hands."

"Joe, you are a drop out. I don't think you could do any of my work." She knew what he really meant, but maybe if she pretended like she didn't he would go away.

"Well, maybe if I could relax you, you would be able to take it up again." He was far to close for comfort.

She hopped off the sofa and said, "No." She started to walk away, but Joe came up behind her and grabbed her hips.

"Let…go… of me," she said, ice dripping off of every word.

"You will do as I say," he whispered in her ear.

"NO!" Lena tried her hardest to get out from his grip, but she wasn't as strong as him. She had always been frail and Joe was the quarter-back for the high school football team.

"To bad I have to do this to you," he whispered. "You could have made it easy, and just give in. But it's to late now. I have to force you into it." He grabbed the rope he had been hiding under his shirt and tied her mouth with a make shift gag. Then her hands and feet. Then he violated her body without a shred of shame.

When he was done, he threw her clothes back to her and as soon as she was finished dressing he put his hand to her throat and threw her against the wall. "If you tell any one, I will kill you and the person you told," with the same fire in his brown eyes as he had had when he came into her cell.

Lena looked up at Jonathan. "And it's not like I didn't try to fight him, he left with a few scars. But the more I hurt him, the more he hurt me. After that was the first time I tried to commit suicide. But, I know that you will think I am crazy, I stopped because the spirit of my mother told me not to, she said I had so much more to live for. "

"Lena." Jonathan was speechless. In his year of internship at Arkham, he had never come across a situation that was this bad.

"And he did it again," she choked out. "The night I came to Arkham. That is why I tried to commit suicide again; but my mother stopped me like she did the last time." She sobbed on Jonathan's shoulder for a few hours. When she was finally clam enough to go on, Jonathan asked her,

"You said something about someone coming in here and threatening to kill you. Who was it?"

"It was Joe. He came in here wanting to know if I had told you anything," once again she was forced to relive the horrible minutes that Joe was in her presence.

She was day dreaming about Jonathan when the door opened. She figured that it was him, so she didn't look up.

"Well hello beautiful," said a familiar voice. But just because it was familiar doesn't mean it didn't strike fear into poor Lena's heart.

She looked up slowly into two big fiery brown eyes. Lena tried to scream, but before a breath of air could leave her mouth, Joe put his hand on it. "We wouldn't want any one to hear you, would we?" He gave a maniacal laugh and whispered in her ear, "But then again, you are in a loony bin. The people here would just chalk it up to another crazy going," he smiled like he did on that night so many months ago, "crazy."

Lena's eyes were wide with fear. Her brain had went into shock and she didn't know how to get his hand off of her face so she could scream for help. Then the practical side of her brain (the one that stays calm in a bad situation) said, Bite him, stupid!

Lena's teeth sunk into Joe's flesh and she tasted blood. He let out a howl of pain and moved back. Lena dodged out from under him and started to scream, "JONATHAN! JONATHAN, HELP! JONA…" he caught her neck with his other hand and threw her against the wall.

He lifted her up and said, "You little BITCH! Who have you told! WHO!"

Lena kicked the air and tried to scream again, but she could hardly breathe, let alone call out for help. "I don't know what you are talking about," she managed to say.

"You know what! Who have you told about me!"

"No one, I swear!" She gasped for air.

"LIAR!" he screamed.

"I… I can't breath!" She thought she was going to die.

Joe was about to scream at her again when he heard something. Lena heard it to; the glorious sound of very faint footsteps. Someone was coming to save her!

Joe looked back at Lena with murder in his eyes. "It sounds like your beloved doctor is coming to save you," he whispered. Lena's eyes got wider, if it was even possible. "What you didn't know that I knew about your little crush on him? I've known all along. The way you look at him; I knew you loved him before you did. And now I am going to break him."

"No!" was all Lena managed to cough out.

"Oh yes. I am going to kill him in the most brutal way imaginable." He could see the fear in her eyes because he went on. "I would love to tell you all of the gory and wonderful details, but I don't want to get caught before the big finale, now do I." He gave Lena one more squeeze to her neck and dropped her on the floor. He ran out the room and shut the door behind him. Lena sat trembling on the cold padded floor. He had shut the door and she couldn't get out. The door can only be open end from the outside. She couldn't warn Jonathan that Joe was coming to get him and hurt him. For a while she sat in shock, not being able to cry, until the realization hit her. Joe was going to kill Jonathan and there was nothing she could do about it.

Lena looked up at Jonathan and he noticed the purple rings around her neck in the shape of hand that were far too large to be her own. "He said he was going to kill you," she said hysterically. He said he was and he will! There is nothing he won't do to make sure that no one finds out his secret!" A fresh flow of tears came and went with Jonathan whispering reassuring words like, "Shh, its okay, he is gone," and "I'm here, you will be fine. I won't let anyone hurt you."

After a while, Jonathan looked at his watch and it said 12:05 am. "Just a few more hours and you are officially off your suicide watch." He paused and looked at the top of her beautiful head. "I have to go get your papers ready for your release, okay. Will you be fine by yourself?"

She took in a deep shuddering breath and said, "I think I'll be okay."

Jonathan left the room and went back to his office. Jonathan, she comes with far too much baggage. I think that you need to go in there and test her. It was the voice again.

"Why won't you just leave me alone!" he screamed at his head.

Jonathan, this girl is in the perfect mental state for the toxins to take effect. And you can't possibly be falling in love with this girl. She comes with far to much baggage. Would you really want to be associated with a crazy person like her?

"She isn't crazy! She is just going through a really hard time. Her brother raped her twice and threatened to kill her god knows how many times! You are really pathetic, you know. First you say that I am not good enough for her and now you are trying to tell me that I'm too good for her? What kind of screwed up voice are you?"

I am just…it started.

"Get OUT of my head!" Jonathan screamed. He was to busy trying to get the voice out by yelling at it, he didn't notice Joe coming up behind him with a gun in his hand. "I don't know why you think that I am going to listen to you; I am just going to ignore you like I did the last time!" He sighed, not knowing that Joe now had the gun aimed at his head. "I think I love her, and I refuse to let you screw this up for me!" Joe had his hand on the trigger when someone came up behind Joe and hit him over the head with a pole with a loud "CRACK!" Jonathan gasped with fright and whipped around. He saw Joe sway there for a second, and then his unconscious body hit the floor to reveal behind him a tall man dressed in black.

"Who the hell are you!" Jonathan asked, scared out of his wits.

The man took his mask off and spoke with a hint of an English accent, "I am…"


I am going to be evil and stop right there! It will be explained in the next one, but cliffhangers are important. I love cliffhangers (but only if I am writing them!)!

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