Disclaimer: I do not own Batman, the joker or anything else except for my character(s)
Gordon POV
He had been sitting at the most secluded table in the restaurant for about five minutes when a girl appeared on the seat closest to the woods, having been set there by Bat man. she was skinny and tall but there was a look about her that didn't invite trouble. Batman's voice floated softly from behind a tree "This is Len."
Len POV
She gave the tree Batman was behind a glare and said calmly "I'm perfectly capable of saying my own name."
Batman chuckled then paused "I must go."
Len looked up to see a waiter come over, a soft rustle in the bushes told her Batman had left
"hello may i take your order?" He gave Len a disdainful glare at seeing the state of her clothes
"not just yet thank you." Gordon had noticed the look and gave the waiter a stern glare
"very well sir." The waiter bowed and backed away. Gordon turned back to Len "How long have you lived on the streets?"
"Five years, six in November"
"hmm, Why are you alone, where's your father?"
She frowned at him her voice becoming flat and blunt "No idea, he...left when i was six"
"oh...what about your mother?"
"dead."
Her look was beginning to make him a bit uncomfortable so he changed the subject "are you hungry?" Oh yeah real smart, of course she's hungry, she looks sick she's so skinny
"a bit"
"well then, order whatever you want"
the waiter, seeing the conversation wind down moved back to their table "are you ready now?"
"Yes i do believe we are." Gordon smiled at Len "you can go first."
She nodded "I'd like the hamburger pasta."
Gordon blinked, he had not expected her to order that "I'll just have a salad, thanks."
As they were eating, Gordon, who had been thinking said "I think i know who might just take you in if we play our cards right."
She looked up at him, an eyebrow raising with skepticism, but her eyes quickly hardened as she glanced behind him, smoothly getting up and standing warily
Gordon POV
Noticing her sudden change of mood he got up and looked behind him, there were four people in clown masks walking towards their table, the other diners had long since cleared out and they were the only ones left He pulled out a gun he kept for times like this and pointed it at the thugs, who had stopped at the sight of the gun. He glanced back at Len but turned back, confused and annoyed, she was gonethat little...Agh she left me here for dead! his expression quickly changed to one of astonishment as two of the thugs suddenly dropped to the floor and the thug that was turning around got punched in the face. The last one managed to dodge her first punch and grabbed her arm, but before he could do anything she pulled him toward her and kneed him in the gut, the last thug taken care of she turned to face Gordon again "I think we'd better leave now."
He nodded "I'll take you to the police station, it ought to be safer there, and i have a meeting with the man i was telling you about"
Len POV
Len smiled wryly "ok." and soon they were sitting in Gordons office, waiting for the dawn to come, it was 5:30 in the morning Len concluded, looking at the clock that was on the wall, Gordon excused himself for a moment, after asking what size clothes she wore, but even though she was astonished when he returned with a new pair of jeans and a plain green t-shirt, she went into the bathroom and changed, happy to have new clothes but she would have preferred a long sleeved shirt...oh well beggars can't be choosers. the clothes fit and she came back out, once again checking the time, now it was 6:30, she sat in a chair and waited, a bit tense, for Gordon to notice the scars on her arms. He didn't, and so about 7:00 she dozed off and was soon sound asleep.
