Alyssa was done hiding. She had called a press conference the following day to reveal the face of 'Mama Gotham.'

But first...

Fish Mooney came into her bar yelling at one of her men, but she stopped when she saw someone sitting in her favorite booth.

"I love what you've done with the place." Alyssa grinned, sipping from the glass of wine in her hand. "Really, you have gone up in the world."

"Who are you, and what are you doing in my bar?" Fish said evenly, but her eyes held barely repressed anger.

"Oh, right sorry." she set her wine down and leaned forward. "It has been a while, hasn't it? Maybe this will refresh your memory." Alyssa cleared her throat and put on an innocent face. "N-No, Ms. Mooney, please, I'll be good." she said in a frightened voice.

"Alyssa Connors."

"How ya doin'?" the fear dropped and was replaced with a smirk.

"You're dead."

"Funny, how people keep coming back from the dead today, isn't it?"

Every gun in the room was pointed at her with a snap of the woman's fingers, but having expected such a thing, Alyssa wasn't fazed.

"Oh, you don't wanna do that." she shook her head.

"And why not?"

"Cuz Don Falcone'll kill you." she said, then shrugged. "But hey, if that doesn't matter to you, I won't stop ya." she picked up her wine and downed the remainder of it.

Fish hesitated, but eventually raised a hand and signaled the men to lower their guns.

"You've met Falcone?"

"Mm, one of his men lead me into a car at gun point. I can see where you get that from." Alyssa pushed herself out of the booth. "The old man was curious about the rising power in Gotham that didn't seem to be under his or Maroni's jurisdiction. And obviously freelancing can only get you so far, so he offered me a place at his table."

"Rising power?" Fish shook her head as she spoke, not wanting to believe it. "You're Mama Gotham."

"Ding!" Alyssa laughed. "So, I just stopped by to say hi, tell you thanks for giving me my start. And I look forward to seeing you at the next family meeting." she smirked as she walked past her. "Give my love to Butch."

"Bullock!"

"Not now!" the detective waved him off. He was still furious with Jim for letting Cobblepot live. Now Fish would be after him, and Alyssa too probably. She didn't know the kid was alive, but she always did have a way of finding the things people cared about.

"Your girl's on the news!"

Wait what?

He came over to the small TV in the precinct to see none other than Alyssa Connors standing in front of city hall with several microphones in her face.

"Am I live?" she asked the person behind the camera, apparently getting a nod as she looked back to the lens. "Hello Gotham City!" she said with a wide flourish. "My name Is Alyssa Connors. You all know me as 'Mama Gotham.'"

Harvey could see the cameras flashing in her face as every reporter jumped to ask her questions.

Son of a...if Fish didn't kill that girl, he would.

Alyssa was whistling to herself as she came home from the press conference. She threw her purse on a table by the door and shrugged off her coat.

"Quite the show." a familiar voice said from the couch as she came into the living room. "But outing yourself to the city like that? You gone crazy kid?"

"Course not." Alyssa poured herself a drink and shrugged. "Maybe a little. Feels good. Liberating."

Butch chuckled. "Did you really think Fish wouldn't track you down?"

"No, I was pretty sure she would. You and Sammy want a drink?" she offered, glancing at the backup in the corner of the room who was keeping a hand on the gun in his belt.

"How are you still alive?" Butch asked, ignoring her question.

"Medical miracle." Alyssa shrugged. "All I remember is Sammy over there cutting me within an inch of my life. Woke up in a hospital in Metropolis three weeks later. I think it was dumping me on that truck that did it, if you had thrown me in the river, I'd have stayed dead." she said to Sammy, who only glared at her. "So thanks for that."

"You were gone for years. This whole 'Mama Gotham' thing only started up a little while ago."

"Ah ah ah!" Alyssa wagged her finger and sipped her drink. "I'm not showing all my cards to you Butch. You'll just play back everything I say to Fish."

"Alright kid, I taught you well." Butch held up his hands in surrender. "Really though, I was just curious. You were a good kid, I was sad to see ya go."

"Sure ya were." she rolled her eyes.

"We're here to take you to a family meeting. Falcone is negotiating with Maroni over Penguin."

It was rather exciting, being in the center of Gotham's mob world and being one of the harder players. Maroni asking questions about her and kissing her hand when he introduced himself made her uncomfortable however. So did standing next to Fish like they were friends.

It was difficult to see Oswald's questioning looks and not be able to explain. Falcone, Fish, and the press conference had all happened so fast she hadn't gotten the chance to tell anyone what she was doing.

It might interfere with his little take over plan, but better to have someone on either side, right?

At the moment, she was more focused on the city Dons.

"Alyssa has her own little corner of the city, her position with me doesn't change that. Its just that now she has the family connections to help her care for those kids. And she does care for her children very much, don't you Alyssa?" Falcone asked her.

"Yes sir." Alyssa nodded. "I've never gotten in anyone's way, and I don't intend to start now." Lie. "As long as no one hurts my kids, we won't have a problem."

Edward was pacing when she came to see him, and Alyssa knew him well enough to know that meant he was worried out of his mind, and for a man who relied on his mind so heavily that was bad.

"What's the matter Eddie?"

Edward whirled around to face her the second he heard his name. "Alyssa, I need you to be honest with me about something."

"Okay." she said instantly.

"Are you affiliated with Gotham's underworld?"

"Ed-"

"I mean I know you worked for Fish years ago, but I saw you on the news earlier, and everyone's been saying you're one of Falcone's higher ups now and I-"

"Ed!"

"Yes?" he looked at her with wide eyes.

"Babbling."

"Right. Sorry." he pushed his glasses up.

"Its okay Eddie." Alyssa sighed. "In answer to your question, yes. Falcone tracked me down before the press conference, but he offered me a place at his table and I accepted."

Edward chocked on his own breath. "Alyssa why would you do that?! By definition, they're the bad guys! They kill people! One of them tried to kill you!"

"Yeah, and if I keep being scared of all that, it'll be the end of me!" Alyssa snapped.

Edward stared at her. "Alyssa...what happened you?"

"...What's that supposed to mean?" she frowned.

"The Alyssa Connors I know was a rebel, but she knew where the line was! This...This isn't you, this isn't my best friend."

Alyssa scoffed. "Sorry to break it to you Eddie, but I'm not a kid anymore. And besides, I did warn you; you were the one that wanted us to be friends again." she said, jabbing a finger at his chest.

"Yes, well I changed my mind." he said, trying to make his voice sound firm, but it still shook considerably. He hated saying this, but it was in his best interest to not be friends with someone that deep in the mob. "I don't want us to be friends."

"Well great! Neither do I!" Alyssa exclaimed before pulling on his collar and bringing her lips to his.