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#13

Promise

Everything had seemed to go all wrong.

He and several of the other Rogues had escaped from Arkham, mostly because the food was terrible. They had gone their separate ways once they'd reached the Iceberg Lounge.

To be honest, he hadn't even wanted to escape. But when the Joker, Killer Croc, and Poison Ivy decided a major portion of the Gallery was getting out, one didn't argue with them.

After forcibly being made to go change into his signature outfit, Jervis found himself sneaking around alleys, unsure of what he was going to do.

Until a decidedly female hand reached out and pulled him into the kitchen of a café.

He caught his balance and looked up to find Ari, Zeek, and Alice standing before him.

Alice rushed into his arms. "Oh Jervis! You're all right."

He smiled down at her. "Why wouldn't I be my dear?"

Ari leaned against the counter and crossed her arms. "Well you broke out of Arkham with the Joker, Killer Croc, Poison Ivy, the Scarecrow, Scarface and Arnold, and that crazy new guy, who, by the way, isn't going to last a week the way he keeps going. Forgive us if we worry about what they might do to you, let alone what Batman will do to you should he catch up to you."

Zeek patted her shoulder. "Now, now, we know you don't like the flying rodent and would love to sink your claws into him, but this is neither the time nor the place for you to get on your soapbox."

Alice pulled back a little. "You have to turn yourself in, Jervis. Otherwise they might hurt you when they try to capture you. And I couldn't bear it if that happened."

Jervis looked down at the woman he loved with his whole being and took a step back. "I can't."

"Trust me," she pleaded, tears in her eyes as she held out her hands beseechingly –and as usual, he could not deny her.

"Very well," he sighed. "I'll turn myself in. But only for you." He took her hands and kissed the back of them.

Ari straightened. "It's the best thing to do in the long run. The doctors will see it as a gesture of goodwill and sanity, and you'll get out early. And the sooner you get out, the sooner the two of you can be together."

"And the sooner we can whisk them off to where they belong." Zeek muttered under his breath.

Ari heard him and discreetly stepped on his foot.

Twenty minutes later, Commissioner Jim Gordon was standing next to Jervis in the police station.

"You're giving yourself up? Is this some kind of trick?" he questioned.

Jervis shook his unhatted head. "No. Of course not. I didn't want to escape from Arkham, but I've found that sometimes it's better if I don't argue with some of my fellow Rogues. I'm more likely to keep my head that way."

Commissioner Gordon placed a hand on his shoulder. "This is going to help along your treatment quite a bit I think. You'll be out of Arkham in no time since it seems like you're starting to become rehabilitated."

The corners of Jervis' mouth twitched.

"That's something I look forward to." He glanced towards the window and saw the three huddled in a small alleyway across the street.

Alice gave him a proud smile.

He felt much better about what he was doing.