Disclaimer: I do not own Batman, the joker or anything else except for my character(s)

Gordon POV

Len had been asleep for about fifteen minutes when a knock on the door announced the arrival of his visitor. The door opened as he called "come in" and so, Bruce Wayne came in.

"Ah, Hello Bruce"

"Sorry I'm late"

"No problem"

Bruce sat down in the other chair "and who's this?"

"That's Len, the reason I wanted to talk to you"

He looked closer at her "Her arms are covered with scars"

"what?" Gordon moved from his desk, examining her arms "they are..." He moved back around his desk "The joker is targeting her and...well, Your manor is one of the safest places in Gotham. I was hoping that she could stay with you until the Joker is caught." He propped his head up with his hands, exhausted.

"I don't have a problem with it. shall we wait until she wakes up?"

Len yawned opening her eyes "no need, i'm already awake."

"Ah, well then you probably heard."

"yup"

"well then, lets go."

"Kay"

Later

"And this will be your room during your stay" Alfred was standing by the doorway, smiling a bit at her amazed expression as she stared around the large room.

"...what? oh, ok, thanks.."

Alfred turned and left, and she wandered around the room, still surprised with the size and blinked with astonishment as she looked into the adjoining bathroom, it was smaller than the bedroom but still huge. Feeling a wave of exhaustion she flopped onto the bed and quickly fell asleep, feeling safe and warm for the first time in a while.

Bruce POV

He sat down on a couch, facing Alfred. As the sky outside darkened and rain began to pour down he said "i don't get it Alfred, She had no problem taking out the thug in an alley, whats so different about the park?"

"I think, Master Bruce, that she relies mostly on speed and agility to fight, the place in the park where they jumped her was a bit small, was it not? she may have survived on the streets for five years but she's still a fourteen year old who ought to still be in high school"

Bruce nodded "right again Alfred, that makes sense." He frowned "i wonder how much of an education she has."

"You can ask her that in the morning"

the next day

About noon he was sitting at a table in the kitchen, eating lunch when Len walked in, still looking a bit tired. There was a brief silence which Alfred broke by asking Len if she would like any breakfast, she nodded and somehow managed to eat unusually fast yet neatly as the bacon and eggs disappeared. He cleared his throat "well, Len, do you know how long you went to school?"

"never, i was homeschooled." She gave her plate to alfred and said "do you mind if i look around for a bit?"

"not at all, just stay out of locked rooms"

"ok" She got up and left to spent the day exploring.

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wow, major writers block -- sorry for taking so long hopefully the next chapter will be up sooner.