A/N: I'm glad to see a few people have read this. Thanks to rhummy for the review! Please review, I'm open to whatever improves the story!

It was Danny and Chelsea's six year anniversary tonight. She wasn't expecting a present and truth be told she hadn't got him one either. She put the keys in the door of their apartment, tired from her long day at work, stepping through in the room. Danny turned around and a small little smile crept onto his face.

"Hey Sweetie, I was wondering, I was an arsehole the other night and it's our anniversary, so how about we celebrate with a bite to each at a fancy restaurant? Wear something nice". Chelsea looked at her boyfriend and thought that maybe he was starting to realise the way things were weren't the way they shound be?

"That sounds great" she beamed at him "I didn't feel like cooking tonight anyway. Where are we going to go?"

"Just some place I know" he stated simply not looking up from the street directory which was on the table in front of him "go and get ready". It had been two days since her meeting at Wayne Enterprises and not much had happened since then. Chelsea looked in her wardrobe wondering what to wear. She decided on a black dress with red accessories. Half an hour later they got into the car with Danny driving. "I'm so excited!" she said. Maybe this was the beginning of a new start for them? Maybe he finally realised they couldn't keep on living this way. Looking around in her bag she found her red lipstick and reapplied it. He looks really nervous, she thought. Maybe he was going to propose? Her heart stopped as she thought about it. She didn't want that, for the first time ever it was clear in her mind 'I don't want to marry Danny, ever'. Before she could dwell on this though Danny spoke up "I've, ah, got to drop by somewhere on the way to dinner". Confused she looked outside of the car. They were in downtown Gotham. It was then she realised he wasn't dressed up. He was wearing a black business shirt and trousers, yes, but he was not as dressed up as he wanted her to be. He stopped the car outside an industrial building. "Danny, I want to leave now" she stated coldly and evenly "I don't want to be stuck out here alone in the dark while you run along in there. You know how I feel about this mob business".

"Well, come in with me? I'm just dropping something off really". She decided it was the lesser of two evils. "You are in so much trouble when we get home" she whispered as they walked towards the door. She was scared, what if someone saw her and it affected her job? There were lights on inside that she could see shinning through the gaps around the door. As they walked inside Chelsea froze. There was a huge table with all of the mob leaders with their main henchmen handing around the sides. 'Oh my God' she thought.

"I see you made it McClain. And this must be the lovely Chelsea" a man in a light coloured suit grabbed her hand.

"Get off me!" she said gruffly starting to shake. Was Danny bringing her here to be killed?

"I thought you said she was a delight, Danny?" the charm in his Italian voice had gone.

"Umm, she is" Danny said rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

"Sit" the Italian gestured to two empty chairs. He introduced the other main men in the room, some of which Chelsea had heard of, others which she hadn't. Suddenly she wondered if the Joker was here but in checking in the corners of the room, nothing.

"So Ms. Edwards. I bet you are wondering why you are here?". She thought about it and decided that if she played along she might live longer. She nodded looking across as the people around the table listened in playing with knives, polishing guns and looking at knuckle dusters. She would play nicely now, and if she survived, figuratively kill Danny later. "Well, it's very simple. Talking with your man here we discovered you are very good at plans, organising things if you will. With the threat of the clown and the ever changing public climate we find ourselves needing a fresh approach. A new face, a smart face, a pretty face" he nodded towards her, her insides squirming. "We've done our research with a little help from Danny here, and you're good Ms. Edwards, you're very good. We want you to work for us, with us". She sat there thinking this through. This is exactly what she never wanted, but she only had herself to blame for staying with Danny all this time knowing what he did.

Thinking through what this leader had just said it sounded like they were running scared and had lost their control of the city. "I thought you weren't buying into this 'better class of criminal' thing?" she had obviously said the wrong thing. There was muttering around the room. Suddenly a black man called Gamble spoke up "Of course we haven't! We just need to see if you're as good as lover boy says you are. We can always just kill you". Chelsea's heart dropped, her boyfriend had sold her out to the mob. She was going to die. After a moment she asked doing everything in her power to keep her voice calm "What do you want me to do?"

"Well" the Italian man was speaking again looking as though she was a little slow and finally picking up a basic concept "you can start out by writing us a way of breaking into a bank outside of Gotham and get us home nice and safe".

"But that's impossible! I thought you just wanted to stay inside Gotham? If you start to mess with other territories..." she said standing up. Suddenly she had ten guns pointed at different areas of her body, all ready to shoot.

"Well, then we get to the other side of the deal. No delivery of the plans, the product as you will. No more Ms. Edwards". She knew he meant it. She looked at Danny for support all he could do was look at the floor. "You're making a mistake" a greasy man spoke up, she remembered his name to be Lopez "I don't trust women, especially those with an attitude" he said raising his gun. Chelsea looked around quickly, would they let this happen? "No" the Italian said and Lopez slowly lowered his weapon not breaking eye contact with her, Chelsea sighed relieved "We give her a chance. You have two weeks to prepare the plans". She saw this as her time to escape. Standing up she said "Come on Danny, we're leaving". His eyes not leaving the ground he said "I've got something to attend to with some of the guys a couple of warehouses down" he waived his arm to the left "I'll get a lift home".

"Fine" she said savagely grabbing the keys from him, leaving as quickly as possible. She cried the whole way home.

Once she got back to her appartment she realised she wasn't hungry anymore and sat on her small balcony looking out at the clouded night sky. What was the best way to get out of this situation? She needed to leave Gotham immediately, or maybe in a week or so, so that way the mob wouldn't suspect her yet as she'd be still around for the week. But what happened if someone like Lopez got hold of her in the mean time? She could tell he would kill her without permission from the other mob bosses. She started to cry again. She got herself into this mess when she stayed with Danny, it was easy to blame him but really it was up to her to leave to prevent this mess. She had been so stupid. And what about her job? Maybe she could transfer to another city and change her name?

Out of nowhere she could hear her mobile phone ringing...if Danny need a lift she'd-

"Is that Chelsea Edwards?" a woman's unreadable voice said.

"Yes it is. Who is this?"

"Nurse Camblin from Gotham General. Do you know a Mr. Danny McClain?" Chelsea started to panic.

"Yes, I do. What's happened?" she said hurriedly starting to walk around.

"There's been an accident. Can you please come down to the hospital straight away?"

A/N: The man you've all been waiting for is coming soon (either next chaper or the one after)! The story won't mean as much if there is no back story so please be patient with me. It's worth the wait!