Euphoria

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First Impressions

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Jump City Asylum

Lobby

From the start he knew they were going to have problems.

The petite figure of the psychiatrist strode in with elegance, pride, and biting confidence. Straight black hair pulled into a voluminous bun with some wisps framing her heart shaped face. Her face was stunningly beautiful, eyes a unique and quite possible shade of violet but stony and iced over. Her lips bared no makeup but the fullness of them in that straight line drove him into some sort of concussion.

And her body? Not quite at all what Richard expected.

Her frame had blunt shoulders, a thin yet curvaceous appeal riding all over her. She was wearing a business suit, her black coat stylish and had a snug fit to her so she could bear with the chill of the winter air. Underneath that she wore a pinstriped white button-up. Instead of a collar a turtle-neck with a slit in the middle zoomed downwards into the protection of her coat. And under that she wore the all to appropriate black pencil skirt that stopped two centimeters above her knees.

It gave quite a nice view of her killer legs. But he wasn't the only one to notice.

Garfield and his one track mind had no time for decency. Not one to hide his feelings he just had to approach the woman entering the building with some high hopes floating in back of his head.

The next part shocked everyone who occupied the room. Even Richard had to show some surprise.

Before Garfield had a chance to greet her or even fully open his mouth the woman just went right pass him never bothering to acknowledge his presence.

Ignoring Detective Garfield Logan? That was an achievement even Richard couldn't pull off!

So basically Logan was left with his hand outstretched, his mouth hanging open and his green eyes widened. It was as if someone clicked pause in such an embarrassing position.

Victor Stone was also in the room when he saw this transpire and was laughing so very hard on his friend's behalf. Strolling over to Richard he said, "Damn, I should've had my camera! This a great way for us to finally have those burgers at Jake's!"

Richard let himself smile a bit and just nodded laughing inside at how bold this woman was. While other women like the nurse, Kori Anders, blushed and giggled at the suave approach Garfield had this woman acted like he wasn't even there!

But back to her entry that had left a cringing Logan to his embarrassment she in fact had locked her narrowed violet eyes straight towards him. Walking closer and closer her designer shoes clicked-clacked on the tiled floor until she was standing right in front of him just two feet apart.

Extending her right arm from the pocket of her coat as her other arm took out a silver badge to show him she said in monotone, "Dr. Raven Roth."

Richard was itching to raise an eyebrow but let his face turn into his business facade. Taking her outreached hand he firmly grasped it ignoring how cold everything seemed to turn. Finally he told her his identity as she unclasped her hand from his, "Detective Grayson. You here for Bret?"

"Yes."

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Jump City Asylum

Observation Cell 32

The padded steel door had unlocked quickly and a tall, beefy man had stepped in holding it open for two figures to walk through.

Cillian didn't need to turn around from his chair to know who they probably were.

"You'll unfortunately get only fifteen minutes today to talk to him but are you sure you don't want someone in the observation room?"

"Sir, I'm quite positive it's for the best."

"Don't you care for your own safety? Do realize how far up the ladder this guy is?"

"Yes Mr. Grayson I do. I also know where this is going. Three years in your line of business have not seemed to put your stereotypical suspicions to an end."

"And that's beside the point. Do you really expect me to put so much trust and faith in you off the bat? I think I'm entitled to some insecurity."

"Insecurity or control?" She sighed at his darkening glare. Richard was about to speak again but she decided to put some sense into him. "Detective, I'm a criminal psychiatrist. In case you didn't notice, I'm on your side."

Cillian chuckled silently, shaking his head at the murderous scowl he knew was about to form on Richard's outraged face. 'Shrinks, you just gotta love 'em...' He smiled hard enjoying the psychiatrist's witty banter.

The chuckle didn't go unnoticed to Raven but she chose to deal with Grayson first. "Thank you Mr. Grayson for escorting me here. I hope you thoroughly respect my wishes and lock the observation room." Without even a second glance she nodded towards the guard who was smiling out of amusement to close the door.

THUD.

The time for some confrontations.

Raven expected silence. She always expected the first day to hold two, maybe three sentences at the most coming from either of them.

What she didn't expect was the silence to be so damn comfortable.

Hell, just by Cillian Barret's posture she could tell they were exactly right about him in the files.

So relaxed, so calm, such indifference. It was quite possibly the reason Richard Grayson was all moody when talking about the criminal.

But anyway today, she just had to be sure he was everything the bio said he was, just for some good reference. Then later when she fully understood where he stood she could start taking risky chances.

Glancing at the one way mirror she started wondering if her statement had gotten the best of Grayson. Was he sitting across the window scrutinizing her every move? Detectives were known to dislike her requirements as much as she disliked their insecurities.

"I doubt he'd be brave enough to have to deal with that again doc .." her patient spoke up as if he knew the answer to her questions. Cillian had decided, not to long ago, that this was much to interesting of a challenge to pass up. He still did not bother to turn around from facing the opposite direction of the unsurprised doctor. Perhaps she somehow expected him to talk?

"You're underestimating Grayson's perseverance. I think I may have just provoked him further." Raven replied wearily not showing if she cared about their conversation. It was much warmer in the pasty white cell so the need to take off her coat nibbled away in her mind.

"Is that like some sort of compliment on his behalf?" Others would have probably stopped in the middle of an approaching argument like this but Cillian wasn't like everyone. Two days of nonsensical silence and no one to answer you but yourself excited him. He continued in his philosophy. "Chuckles is like any detective doc. They act like they're into being solo, but can't live a day without the boss tellin' them who's ass to stick there foot into next."

"You make a point, but isn't that what you do as well Mr. Barret?" A perfect hit. Maybe he would spill what exactly he did to land himself in this mess.

"Did it ever occur to you doc, that maybe this conversation is way to respectful? I mean 'Mr Barret'? Come on that's like the sweetest thing anyone's ever called me!" He laughed again as she scoffed at his sincerity. This man seemed to know what she was doing and avoided anything about his job. Cillian Barret raised his arms so his fingers could entwine together as he let his head rest on them.

"Mr. Barret, did it ever occur to you that this wasn't a conversation?" Cillian seemed to enjoy this whole chit chat much to dearly. He was probably aiming to destroy her with his mind before she did. Was it working? Too early to tell. She lifted a hand out of instinct to check the time on her watch.

'Seven minutes left... note to self, avoid Grayson next time.' she thought glowering at the mishap. Raven then looked back to the figure in the chair. 'This is pointless. I haven't even seen his face yet. Got to end this.'

"And do you know why this isn't a conversation Mr. Barret?" Raven inquired prompting him to answer quickly as she quietly strode closer and closer to him.

"Hmm, no. Why?" He inquired in an unconcerned manner.

"Because Mr Barret-"

"Call me Cillian."

"I'd like us to stay in more professional terms if you don't mind." The tendencies to be personal with him did not appeal to her.

"Fine. Then call me X."

She raised an eyebrow but didn't question the name just noted it down to give to one of the detectives. It was more than likely what his occupational name was. Raven began to talk again. "Well then, X, a conversation is sort of a discussion but more personal." She paused and stopped her route to him. Taking a breath she started again. "To maintain a conversation the speakers must be able to hear each other clearly, must understand what the other is saying, and lastly be on somewhat friendly conditions."

Cillian was quiet, he had long ago switched his position so that his hands were in his lap.

"And all of that can never succeed without..." Raven stretched out the anticipation and curved her path so she was now in front of him. Cillian did not seem to notice that move. Finally she spoke again to finish the sentence, "eye-contact."

"And how do you suppose we resolve that doc?" His voice was a bit rusty as he spoke. Even though he was looking at his pale hands he somehow knew she was standing closer to him then before.

"There's no need. Though all you have do is look up."

Cillian, out of pure curiosity, looked up as Raven had asked him too. A small smile played on his face as he drank in the woman in front of him.

And Raven? Well she sensed the attraction coming from him as she studied his features all the while. Honestly there was no need to care. Hormones were nothing she hadn't encountered before.

So ignoring the admiration and his eyes looking over her she took in his sight and crossed her arms doing so.

He was probably the best looking patient she had encountered since Malchior Boswell. A lewd yet charming English man that had left the special victims unit in a frenzy. And when she had treated him he actually thought he could get into her pants.

But back to Cillian, he also seemed like someone who didn't belong in an asylum with such a smart aura surrounding him. He had light brown hair, a shade of honey, and eyes that were sea green but animosity lurked in them. A dazzling smile was plastered on him as he observed her face which was looking over him.

"You know, when they told me some shrink was gonna come to 'visit' me I expected it to be some clever old hag.." he stated locking his eyes with hers which she did as well.

Raven didn't answer but took the time to uncross her arms.

"Well, I got one part right.."

Before Raven could muster a comeback the door far behind Cillian opened as the same beefy guard held it and gestured to Raven.

Cillian didn't bother to turn around and just continued talking, sighing a bit. "That was fast. You know.. it's unfair that you could possibly know everything about me and I don't even know your name. Unless you like 'doc'.."

Raven controlled the urge to tell him he didn't need to know because he did have a point. She wasn't okay with being addressed with silly nick names. Coldly she replied, "It's Raven."

He tilted his head a bit. His eyes were scanning her again. After a few seconds he tested out her name, "Raven.. You know on others that would sound exceptionally strange..but eh, it's hot on you." He did a two finger salute like how he did with Richard and winked at her as he saw her walking away from him.

As Raven made her way out the door she shot back at him, "Tomorrow. 4:00."

"Gotcha."

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A/N

Finally... FINALLY. I got this out! Raven and X's conversation was so freaking HARD. I would've updated yesterday but the other version of it sucked even worse.. And come on.

Speed over quality?

No thanks.

So I just had to add Malchior in this. Even if he's a convicted rapist. :D Again not too much action but who knows? This could be the most important chapter!

Chapter 3 though will have the first appearance of the supporting character Karen Beecher (Bumblebee) cuz I just love her! (Unromantically)

Reviews are wonderful and I'd like to thank everyone who reviews in the past, present, and future. And everybody who bothers reading this!

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