A/N: Not much of an Author's Note this time. I just want to get to writing. I just got back from seeing The Dark Knight Rises for the third time and I just have to write. Happy Reading!
Spoiler Alert! Content from The Dark Knight Rises ahead!
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-IWRU-
"So, do I get to be a servant girl too?" Rosalie asks her sister sarcastically the night before the event at the Wayne Manor. Selina explains to Rosalie that she will be acting as a maid who walks around and serving food.
"No smart ass, you're going to be a normal party go-er, there to support Harvey Dent day," Selina says, annoyed with her sister's attitude. "While you're in the Manor, you'll be looking for any signs of a safe, or a place where he would hide his valuables. And when you find said place, you'll tell me and you're free to do whatever you like."
"Won't it look a little suspicious if some random girl is looking through Bruce Wayne's cupboards, and other various places?" Rosalie asks, giving her sister an incredulous look.
"I know you're out of practice," Selina starts, unfazed when her sister scoffs and rolls her eyes, "but you've always been better at finding hiding places."
"While that's true…," Rosalie trails off when she sees the look of desperation in her sister's eyes. Something Rosalie has never seen before. "What's really going on Selina? Why Bruce Wayne now? After four years in Gotham?"
"Perfect opportunity," Selina says, turning away from her sister.
"No, see you can lie to Jen. You can lie to all of the men you've robbed, but I'm your sister," Rosalie says, following her sister, and grabbing her harshly by the arm and turning her around when she starts to walk away. "You can't lie to me. I can always see right through your lies. What's really going on?"
"Rosalie, it's nothing. Drop it," Selina says, wrenching her arm out of Rosalie's grasp. She turns to walk away again, making Rosalie angrier. She grabs her sister's wrist, to which Selina responds by grabbing the wrist of the hand that grabbed hers and, twists her sister's arm behind her back. Rosalie grunts out in pain, but does nothing. "Do something Rosalie. Fight back," Selina hisses in her sister's ear.
Rosalie takes a deep breath, and lifts her foot, pressing it against the opposite wall of the hallway quickly, and pushes off of the wall, sending her sister back against the wall, and Rosalie crashing into her sister. Selina's back collides with the wall roughly, and with her sister's combined weight crashing into her front, gets the wind knocked out of her. Selina unwillingly drops Rosalie's wrist, which causes Rosalie to turn around quickly, and wrap her hand around her sister's neck, holding her to the wall.
Selina pushes Rosalie away by kicking her in the chest, making Rosalie fall to the floor. She lies on her back, looking up at her sister. Selina smirks down at her, giving her a haughty look. Rosalie glares at her, and Selina turns to walk away. Rosalie quickly grabs Selina's ankles and pulls her to the floor, Selina falling face first. Selina holds her hands out to catch herself and she turns to lie on her side, and glares at Rosalie.
"What is going on?" Rosalie asks Selina. Selina sighs and Rosalie hauls herself to her feet, and holds a hand out to Selina who is still on the floor. Selina takes her hand and Rosalie helps her stand.
"I have to get Bruce Wayne's fingerprints," Selina admits, walking into the living room and sitting on the couch. Rosalie follows her, a confused, yet thoughtful look on her face.
"For?" Rosalie asks.
"Roland Dagget," she says, simply. "I found out about something called 'the clean slate'. I get it, and it erases everything about me."
"We could have a new start," Rosalie says, eyes widening. "Selina… this could be it for us. This is exactly what we need."
"Why do you think I want it sis?" Selina asks. "I get Dagget the fingerprints, he gives me the clean slate."
"I'm with you äldre syster," Rosalie says, sitting down on the couch next to Selina, and grasping her hand. Selina squeezes Rosalie's hand and Rosalie squeezes back.
"Family forever," Selina says, nodding to Rosalie.
"Family above all," Rosalie nods back.
-IWRU-
Selina sits behind her sister on the night of the Wayne party, finishing up her hair. Despite the natural curls in Rosalie's hair, Selina curls her hair just a bit more so her hair falls in spirals down her back. Selina uses almost twenty pins to pin half of her hair up. Rosalie covers up her black eye with a small amount of foundation, and uses a couple colors of eye shadow to create a smoky eye look, and she adds a layer of black eyeliner to the bottom rims of her eyes.
The dress Rosalie wears is a black, sequined one sleeved dress that reaches to her mid-thigh. She wears a pair of black pumps with studded six inch heels. Like every other day, she wears her mother's old Victorian necklace, and matches it with a gold and black rose ring that she wears on the middle finger of her right hand, and a black beaded layered rose bracelet that she wears on her left wrist.
Rosalie helps Selina with the white fabric that she pins to a simple black dress and she puts her hair up into a tight bun.
"I don't see why you can't go to the party like me," Rosalie whines. "I'm going to be all by myself."
"Because I said so," Selina answers, making Rosalie glare at her. "You look beautiful."
"Thanks," Rosalie says, with a grin.
"I want you to have fun tonight. That's why you're going as a guest and not the help," Selina says.
"I can't have fun while I'm doing a job," Rosalie says, cocking an eyebrow.
"I don't want you to start looking until ten minutes after the speeches that the Mayor and the Police Commissioner give. That's when everyone will be busy talking to each other, and you can be discreet," Selina advises.
"Fine," Rosalie says. "We should get going. We have fifteen minutes before everything starts and we still have to hail a cab."
Selina pulls on a simple pair of black pumps, and the two sisters head out the door after Rosalie picks up her studded black clutch that carries everything that Selina needs for the fingerprints, and the women's house keys. Almost immediately after stepping outside, the two women hail a cab. Selina holds her hand out once inside for Rosalie's clutch, and she fishes a twenty dollar bill out after triple checking that everything that she needs is in the bag. Within ten minutes they arrive at the Wayne manor, and Selina tosses the twenty to the cab driver. The girls make their way up the path to the large crowd who is outside.
"Find me when you find something," Selina whispers when they lose themselves in the large crowd. Rosalie takes a glass of champagne off of a tray that a waiter is walking around. She nods to her sister, and takes a sip of the alcohol. "I'll take that," Selina says to a server, taking a tray of food from her, and leaves Rosalie's side. Rosalie begins aimlessly walking around, taking sips from her glass. She smiles to random people who smile at her, and politely says 'hello' to those who greet her first.
Rosalie looks to the stage when the crowd starts clapping, and she sees Mayor Garcia approach the podium. Rosalie glances around and claps along with everybody else.
"Harvey Dent Day may not be our oldest public holiday, but we're here tonight because it's one of the most important. Harvey Dent's uncompromising stand against organized crime, and, yes, ultimately his sacrifice, have made Gotham a safer place than it was at the time of his death, eight years ago," the mayor says, and Rosalie rolls her eyes briefly.
'They must not take many trips to the other side of Gotham where I live,' Rosalie thinks, suppressing a scowl. She barely listens to the rest of the mayor's speech, instead downing the rest of her champagne, and taking another glass from a passing server.
"Now people are talking about repealing the Dent Act. And to them I say… not on my watch!" the mayor says, and people enthusiastically applaud. Rosalie doesn't applaud to this. She merely watches the mayor.
"Ever lay eyes on Wayne at one of these things?" she hears a man ask a couple feet to the right of her.
"No one has. Not for years," another man answers. This settles Rosalie's nerves a bit.
'Maybe Selina was right. Wayne might not even be here,' Rosalie thinks.
Rosalie raises an eyebrow at Selina who walks by her with a smirk and a plate of food.
"Sweetheart! Not so fast with the chow," the man from earlier says. Rosalie looks over and recognizes the man as a congressman. Gilly to be exact.
"Shrimp balls?" Selina asks, not making eye contact with the man. The man takes a couple pieces of food and smirks at Selina. Rosalie keeps her eyes on the congressman, who looks over at her and locks eyes with her. He raises an eyebrow and smirks approvingly, looking her up and down. Rosalie raises a thin brow, and casually looks away from the man, secretly disgusted.
"So I'll let him tell you himself. Commissioner Gordon?" the mayor announces, and the applause begins again. Rosalie half-heartedly joins in this time, familiar with the friendly police commissioner. Every encounter that Rosalie had, had with the Jim Gordon had been particularly pleasant.
"The truth?" Gordon begins uncomfortably and unsure. Jim Gordon remembers that night eight years ago clearly. Gordon remembers the look on Dent's face as he holds a gun to his son's head. He remembers that it was, indeed, the Batman who saved his son. He regrets that his son's savior is hated by the entire population who he fought so hard to keep safe. Gordon fights those thoughts away and thinks of the way Harvey Dent once was. Gotham's 'White Knight'. "I have written a speech telling the truth about Harvey Dent. But maybe the time isn't right," Gordon says, tucking a large, folded stack of papers into the inside pocket of his jacket.
Rosalie furrows her brows, wondering what was written on those papers. By the look on Gordon's face, he was fighting an intense inner battle. He looked like he really wanted to say something else, but he thought better of it. Rosalie shrugs it off and glances to the side of the stage, seeing Selina walk into the Wayne Manor. Gordon finishes up his speech about Harvey Dent, and after he was finished, everyone applauds. A large fraction of the guests move to enter the Manor, including Rosalie.
Once inside, Rosalie sees two separate flights of stairs. The crowd of people head to the west wing of the Manor, meaning that whatever Wayne had hidden in this place would probably be in the east wing. Rosalie glances at the crowd who looks busy mingling and drinking and inconspicuously walks east. She travels up the stairs, taking her heels off along the way to keep the noise down incase any unsuspected guests are there. At the top of the staircase, curiously there is only one door. Rosalie crouches down and looks through the antique key hole, seeing nothing on the other side of the door. She reaches into her clutch and pulls out a pair of silk black gloves and pulls them on. She grips the door knob and attempts to open it, but finds it to be locked. She smirks triumphantly, knowing that whatever Bruce Wayne finds valuable, is behind this door.
Rosalie walks back down the large flight of stairs, and once at the bottom, she pulls her heels back on. Rosalie rejoins the crowd, hunting for her sister. She eventually finds Selina, walking around the crowd with a tray of champagne. Selina looks at her, and Rosalie nods.
"The east wing. There's a locked door. It's an old fashioned lock, so I'm useless there. I can't pick that. But I'll bet you anything that if he's hiding anything, it's behind that door. Easy to find. It's the only door there," Rosalie whispers, keeping her eyes on the people around them. Selina nods, giving her sister a kiss on the cheek and walks away to where Rosalie assumes is the kitchen. Rosalie takes another glass of champagne, and sips it slowly, keeping her eye on the door that Selina just walked through. Rosalie realizes that keeping her eye on the door while walking isn't a good idea when she walks right into the Police Commissioner. Thankfully nothing was spilt.
"Oh, Commissioner Gordon, I'm sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going," Rosalie apologizes.
"It's alright Miss…?" Gordon trails off.
"Kyle. Rosalie Kyle," she says, with a small smile. He gives her a warm grin back and pats her arm.
"No harm done, Miss Kyle," he says, and walks around her which is completely fine with Rosalie.
Rosalie straightens up when she sees Selina come back through the door with a dinner tray. She catches Rosalie's eye and nods her head out of the room. Rosalie glances around and starts after her sister. She quickly catches up with her sister.
"I got the key. You have the stuff?" Selina whispers, and Rosalie holds up her clutch. The sisters make their way up the stairs to the east wing, and once at the top of the stairs, Rosalie takes the key off of the tray and unlocks the door. She pushes the door open and the two sisters walk inside.
Selina sets the tray down on the nearest table, and Rosalie sets the key down on the tray once more. There were a few doors in the room, but one door was left ajar. Rosalie raises an eyebrow and heads to the door. She peeks inside, and finds it satisfyingly empty. The sisters enter the room and Rosalie takes in the large room. Her eyes immediately find a dresser with a cabinet at the bottom. She walks over and opens the door, gloves still on, and finds a high tech safe. She grins at her sister and nods to the safe.
Selina nods with a smirk, and Rosalie opens her clutch, taking out a small yellow packet and hands it to Selina. Selina goes through the short process of placing the fingerprints she acquired mysteriously onto her own fingertips, and once finished, she hands her sister the evidence, which she stuffs back into her clutch. Rosalie keeps watch on the door while her sister hacks into the safe. It takes nearly twenty minutes until Rosalie hears a satisfied noise from her sister.
Rosalie turns around and sees her sister pull out a string of pearls. She hooks the pearls around her neck and looks at Rosalie. Rosalie tosses Selina her clutch, which she easily catches. Selina immediately sets to work taking the fingerprints she needs off of the safe. This goes much faster than hacking into the safe, and once Selina was finished, she tosses the clutch back to Rosalie.
"Go. I'm going to keep looking," Selina says.
"Selina… are you sure?" Rosalie asks, unsure of her sister.
"Yeah. I know you want to leave so I'll meet you at home," she says, and Rosalie reluctantly nods.
"Yeah, alright. Be careful," Rosalie warns, and Selina nods. Rosalie wants to argue more, but she knows there's no talking Selina into anything that she doesn't want to do. Rosalie leaves the room, glancing around, seeing no one there. She walks back down the large flight of stairs and walks out of the manor. She checks inside her clutch and sees enough money to take a cab home.
"Rosalie?" she hears a voice ask from behind her as she walks down the path to the gates of the Wayne Manor. She slowly turns around and sees John Blake standing behind her.
"Are you stalking me Officer Blake?" Rosalie asks, smirking.
"Of course not. That's illegal," he says, a playful smile on his lips. "But with how beautiful you look tonight, it may be worth it."
"Well, that's very sweet… and creepy at the same time," Rosalie grins. "What are you doing here?"
"Security. A big party like this…," he trails off, as if it's obvious. Rosalie nods. "What about you?"
"Enjoying the festivities," she says. "But the large crowd has gotten to be a bit too much for my taste so I'm taking off."
"I'll see you around then?" he asks, hopefully.
"I'd put money on it," she says, with a grin, and continues her walk to the end of the path. She waits about thirty seconds before a taxi drives by and she flags it down. She gives the portly driver her address, and within minutes she's in front of her building. She hands the driver a twenty dollar bill, telling him to keep the change, and walks into her apartment complex.
Once inside her apartment she kicks off her shoes and lies back on her bed, immediately dozing off. Twenty minutes into her rest, the door opens again and Selina walks in with a man. Rosalie leans up a bit, raising an eyebrow.
"We have a guest. He's going to use your bed while he's here. We'll share mine," Selina says to Rosalie.
"Or we could share your bed," the man, Rosalie now recognizes as Congressman Gilly, says to Selina, making Rosalie snort. "Or we could all share one bed."
Rosalie scoffs, and rolls her eyes, making her way to Selina's room. She flops down on the queen sized bed and burrows herself into the blankets. Rosalie finally drifts completely off to sleep when she feels her sister lay down next to her and shuts the light off.
-IWRU-
A/N: This, by far, is probably the worst chapter I've ever written. But in my defense, it's really late, and I'm kind of cranky. Plus the Rugrats are on and I'm kind of distracted by that. But the next chapter will be out soon because I'm really into writing this story. Not much John in this chapter, but I had to add at least a little bit in or else I wouldn't be able to sleep easy. And I promise, the next chapter will be a lot better than this one.
Rosalie's party outfit is in the story collection on Polyvore!
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