The Ghost of You
Disclaimer: I don't own Batman Begins or The Dark Knight
A/N: Hey guys! This is the final chapter for this story and I'm going to write the next one tonight so thanks for the reviews.
Chapter 9: There's One Last Thing
Amanda woke up in the middle of a dark night drugged and very dazed, she hated the feeling of it. Her head felt heavy and her mind was cloudy, it was a though she had been through a blackout. The pain in her side was the only thing clear to her. And there was blood flowing from one side. She must've gotten shot or something. And she was against something hard, brick? She just looked around and stopped for a moment. No one was around and she was out of luck. But she heard distant fighting and it approached closer and closer. It was hand-to-hand and the Joker had the advantage at the moment. He overpowered the Batman and turned him toward her.
"Let's see who's behind the mask." He said.
He took off the cowl revealing Bruce Wayne but she was half-blind, so she didn't see much. The drug had finally taken its whole effect and she slumped over, her hand still at her side. But a cold feeling had woken up her up again, then she felt warm, and cold again. Before she knew it, the fight was over with the Joker hanging over the edge of the building, then someone was getting her away from the hard surface. Her side tinged in pain and she yelped. Vertigo set in and she mumbled something before blacking out.
She woke up again but at Wayne's penthouse and heard people talking. She tried to move but her side sent a wave of pain through her and she let out a muffled cry. The pain was unbearable and any movement hurt. She heard people close by and tried to pick out who they were but couldn't. She was on a large pilllow in a bed somewhere.
"So, The Joker had her the whole time?" A male voice said. "How did he get a hold of her?"
"You'll wake her up." Another deep male voice replied. "And Two-Face had something to do with it."
She bit back a yelp but someone had heard it and they pushed a few stray hairs out of her face. They also put a cold hand on her forehead.
"She still has a fever." The male voice said as though she wasn't in the room.
"Lucius Fox did say that the drug they gave her would take a while to wear off." Another replied.
Like an old friend, black took over. This dug had taken a toll on her and she knew it.
Two days later, she seemed fully healed and she had found out a lot of things. Some of it was already news to her but something she saw that night was confirmed readily. It didn't shock her, just left her with a sense of ready for the life ahead of her.
"I thought you'd be shocked." Bruce said casually.
"I'm already used to it. The Joker's still on the streets, Harvey Dent has mysteriously vanished, I don't think there's anything secret in Gotham anymore." Amanda replied.