I still recall the taste of your tearsEchoing your voice just like the ringing in my earMy favorite dreams of you still wash ashoreScraping through my head 'til I don't want to sleep anymoreYou make this all go awayYou make this all go awayI just want somethingI just want something I can never haveYou always were the one to show me howBack then I couldn't do the things that I can do nowThis thing is slowly taking me apartGrey would be the color if I had a heartCome on tell meYou'll make this all go awayYou'll make this all go awayI'm down to just one thingAnd I'm starting to scare myselfYou'll make this all go away~Flyleaf- Something I can Never Have

When I woke up inside my cell that morning, I almost cried. I was scared that Jonathan and I didn't have our little moment, and I had dreamt it all up! Wait… How did I get back in my cell?

I didn't see Jonathan when I walked into the cafeteria.

"Hey Cassie." said a voice that could only be Jonathan's. I cringed a little, trying to stay cool.

"Hi." I said flicking my eyes up to his cold ones.

He cleared his throat. "Did you sleep well?" he asked.

"Y-yeah, just fine." I said. "You?"

"Alright." he said. "Do you want to talk about last night?"

"What's there to discuss?"

"Well, I thought maybe,"

"Actually, I want to know how the hell you dragged my fat ass back to my cell. I'm a lot heavier than I look." I smiled.

"And I'm stronger than I look." he replied smugly.

We were then joined my Joker, Harley and Riddler across from our table. They all had great big, nervous smiles on their faces, which made no real difference for the Joker, but still, something seemed off with them today.

I leaned towards Jonathan. "You think they know?" I whispered.

"Oh we know, doll, we know!" Joker laughed.

We both ducked our heads shamefully. And the other two threw their heads back and roared with laughter.

"You guys suck, you know that?" I snapped, but they just giggled and rocked even more, until a guard had to come break it up.

I thought I'd be alright during shower time, but Harley kept harassing me in every way possible. I don't think she understood that she was being annoying. For instance, she wouldn't shut the hell up.

"I can't wait for Mistah J to bust us outta here soon!" she babbled in her high voice. "We're gonna have so many laughs when we do!"

"Yeah, I hope you do." I muttered, washing the last of the conditioner out of my hair.

"Oh Cass, I'm really gonna miss ya!" she cried, and threw her wet arms around me and crushed my chest into hers.

I went rigid. This had to be the most awkward thing ever.

"Okay Harley, I'm going to say this is the most pleasant way I can." I said irritably. "We're both wet and naked, and you're hugging me/"

"Oh, sorry, Cass, I just got emotional." she apologized.

"It's cool, Harl, just don't do it anymore. At least while we're showering."

She nodded in agreement.

"So," she said casually "What happened with you-know-who?"

"We didn't go far or anything," I confessed. "We just…"

"Made out?"

"Pretty much."

She giggled and started singing "Cassie and Crane sitting in a tree…" while I toweled off and got dressed. I did my best to ignore her and headed back to my cell.

That's when I heard the screaming. Nurse Dora was crying hysterically down the hall, surrounded by two or three guards, who seemed to be trying to comfort her.

"The patient, I just found him that way!" I heard her choke out. "I tried to save him!"

"It's okay, les get you cleaned up.." I heard one guard say kindly.

I tried to get a look at her, but I was ushered away by a nurse. The only thing I saw was Dora sobbing in a corner, soaked in a dark red liquid. Blood, obviously.

"Poor Dora." I thought. "what happened? I asked the nurse.

"A patient killed himself with a fork. Dora found him but failed to save him." she sighed sadly.

"The demon…" I concluded and said no more to her.

I laid in my bed for hours, staring at the ceiling. "I should've taken care of this last night." I thought "If I had only gotten to Frankie and the girls sooner, that patient would still be alive and Dora wouldn't be so traumatized."

Frankie. I only just realized how much I missed him and needed him right now. I may be a hardcore demon hunter, but I have emotions too, thank you very much!

I sighed and turned over, falling out of my bed with a dull thump. Groaning, I pulled myself up and back on the bed.

Ugh, I needed one of those nets that acrobats use or something. Jeez, twice??

Whatever.

A nurse I did not recognize walked in and told me it was time for group therapy again.

I nodded and followed her back to Dr. Hahl's room. Everything was how I expected it to be when I walked in. Joker had Harley in his lap while she played with his faded green hair, Riddler was jabbering away with Crane, who smiled when I sat down beside him.

"Good afternoon." Dr. Hahl began. "Who would like to go first?"

Jonathan and I were the only two whose hands didn't rocket up into the air at the question.

Harley was being an idiot and brought up how she hugged me in the shower, and I almost throttled her. Riddler and Joker were on their backs howling with laughter at my beet red face. Jonathan tried his best not to smile, but did a poor job.

I was on the verge of chucking a cushion at Harley's pretty blonde head when Dr. Hahl's assistant came in with a message for her.

"It's from the director, he'd like to see you tonight at 10:00 to discuss your progress." she informed her.

"Thank you Emma." Dr. Hahl said graciously and returned to the group.

"That's a lovely story Harleen, but it's time to finish up so lets give Jonathan a turn alright?" she continued.

I was eager to hear what he had to say, but when I looked at him, he was Scarecrow again. This was not going to be a pleasant story. I was totally right.

He dove into an elaborate story about his obsession, fear of course, but the bloodlust in his eyes was just was just… terrifying. It was only then that I knew I couldn't take him with me.

Everything he loved, was completely against what I stood for. I started to panic. I didn't even realize that I had started crying until I found myself back in my cell, tired and alone.

I could never have him.

Jonathan's POV- first person

When Dr. Hahl asked me what I liked, I couldn't stop the Scarecrow side from taking over.

He loved to watch people squirm, including myself. But when he went started ranting, we could both see that there was something wrong with Cassie. There was a mixture of horror, (which Scarecrow loved) sadness, and love. I couldn't stand the way she looked at me, but Scarecrow just kept talking and talking.

It wasn't until she burst into tears, that he finally shut up. I watched helplessly as she was carried away by a nurse and back to her cell. The others were silent, thank god, or whoever might be out there.

"Why did you do that?" I asked Scarecrow.

"Because," he sneered "I don't want you to be happy."

I am SO sorry I've been procrastinating! Thanks for being patient my lovely readers! This chapter wasn't very funny, but it was a bit intimate, like the last one I guess. PLEASE REVIEW!!!