A/N: Well, I'm very happy with the amount of feedback I got for the last chapter! I'm glad you guys didn't find it as bad as I did. I think this chapter will be much better, mostly because I'm putting forth much more effort for this one. New character introductions this chapter.
Like last chapter, I'll be using content from The Dark Knight Rises, so WARNING: SPOILER ALERT! If you haven't seen the movie and want to find out what happens yourself, reading my story wouldn't be advisable. But if you've seen it, or you just want to read and find out what happens, then by all means, read on!
Disclaimer: I do not own Batman, or any of its characters. They all belong to DC Comics and Christopher Nolan… Even though I'd really like to. If I did I would put much more John Blake in the movie. And my characters would most definitely be added.
Reviewers and Replies:
LivinJgrl123: Yes, I am going to go along with the movie line, but I might chance a couple of things. I'm definitely going to be adding a few things in. But I don't think I'll be adding in every scene of the movie with Selina, because it would be kind of silly for Rosalie to be there for everything. But thank you for the review! I'm glad you liked the last chapter and I hope you like this one as well.
Sam0728: Thank you for the review. I'm really glad you liked the last chapter and I hope you like this chapter as well! More John/Rosalie moments to come. For sure.
wisegirl2772: Yeah, I got the feeling that Gilly would be kind of a pervert from the movie. He just seemed that way to me. But a lot more John in this chapter! I love writing John/Rosalie moments. They're a lot of fun.
lynnieloo25: Thank you for the review! I'm really glad you liked the last chapter and I hope you like this one as well!
starfire25: The Rosalie/Selina moments are a lot of fun to write, as well as the John/Rosalie moments. More John/Rosalie in this chapter. Thank you for the review!
geranium08: Thank you so much for the review! I'm glad you liked the last chapter and I really hope you like this one as well.
bonniebeast: Thank you for the advice. I'm thankful for reviewers like you who give the writer constructive criticism without being mean about it. That's exactly what I need to make my writing better. Thank you for the review, and I really hope you like this chapter!
NathalieIyper: Thanks for the review! I'm glad you liked the last chapter and I hope you like this one as well!
BritanyJean: I know right. Gotta love Tommy and Chuckey. I'm also, admittedly, a fan of Angelica. Everyone hates her but I think she's hilarious. Thanks for the review! I'm glad you liked the last chapter and I hope you like this one as well!
Luli Cullen: Thanks for the review! I'm glad you liked the last chapter and I hope you like this one as well!
PowerToThePeople23: Thanks for the review! I'm glad you liked the last chapter and I hope you like this one as well!
LovernonFighter89: Aw, thanks. We didn't get to see any romantic interests for John, so I'm assuming that this is what he'd be like with a girl he's interested in.
IaMcHrIsSi: That's a good point. But I think that Selina needs to be a little harsh with Rosalie. They are sisters after all. But I agree. I could make her a little nicer. I'll definitely use that advice!
Katara Melody Cullen: I'm not sure about the whole Poison Ivy thing. But I have to say, she's my second favorite female villain next to Catwoman. But yay for you seeing the movie! I've seen it about four times so far. I love it.
Guest: Thank you for the review! I hope you like this chapter!
-IWRU-
The next morning, Rosalie is rudely woken up by the harsh rays of sunlight streaming through the window which is an unusual thing for Gotham. Rosalie pries her eyes open, squinting at the light, and looks around the room. Her sleepy mind panics when she forgets where she is and, as a reflex, she jumps quickly out of the bed. She looks at her sister's sleeping form on the other side of the bed and relaxes. She shakes her head at herself, and rubs her eyes. She walks out into the main room and sees the congressman asleep on her bed.
Rosalie goes to her dresser and pulls out a red bra and matching panties. She pulls out a red tank top, and a pair of jeans, and heads into the bathroom, making sure she locks the door behind her, just incase the congressman decides to press his luck. She pulls a towel out of the small bathroom closet and strips out of her clothes. She turns the water on as hot as she can stand it and steps in the shower, and quickly washes. When she's finished with her shower, she towel dries herself as well as she can, and dresses. As she puts her bra on someone knocks on the bathroom door.
"What?" she asks.
"Hurry it up in there, sweetheart. I gotta go," the congressman calls, and Rosalie rolls her eyes. She quickly pulls on her jeans and tank top, and unlocks and opens the bathroom door to find Gilly leaning on the doorframe. He looks her up and down and smirks. Rosalie brushes past him and rolls her eyes. She throws her dirty clothes into the hamper, and goes back to her sister's room. Selina sits up in bed and rubs her forehead.
"Why him? He's a pig," Rosalie complains, and her sister breathes a laugh.
"That's exactly why. He was easy to convince," Selina says, and Rosalie plugs in their hair dryer. Twenty minutes later she has her hair in its usual curls, and she puts on a thin layer of eyeliner underneath her eyes.
"Where are you going?" Selina asks, re-entering the room with a plate of toast.
"To see Elijah," Rosalie answers with a small smile. "It's his birthday. So I have to stop by the store first to pick something up for him."
"Hmm, well have fun. Be back tonight. We're delivering the fingerprints tonight," Selina says, looking at her sister through the reflection in the full length mirror.
"Again I ask, we? You seem to be deciding my nights a lot lately. What if I had plans?" Rosalie asks.
"Did you have plans?" Selina asks.
"No, but what if I did?" Rosalie asks.
"You're a pretty girl. If it was with a guy, you can just bat your brown eyes and reschedule. If it was with a girlfriend, you could just say something came up. I know you don't have to work. But if it was with that cop, you'd be out of luck because he will be busy tonight," Selina says, and Rosalie turns around to face her sister.
"Is that so?" Rosalie asks.
"Our congressman is going to be delivered home tonight. So you need to come along because I have a hunch that things are going to get messy. I could use an extra pair of hands," Selina says.
"Fine. But you owe me a quiet night in," Rosalie says, brushing past her sister, back to the main room of the apartment, and pulls out a pair of black four inch heeled boots that reach her mid calf. She walks over to the door and pulls on her leather jacket.
"Where are you going, beautiful?" Gilly asks, and Rosalie rolls her eyes.
"Out," she answers, grabbing her bag and exiting the apartment. She leaves her apartment building and walks to a nearby store and picks up something for Elijah. It takes twenty minutes for Rosalie to arrive at her desired destination, and she enters the old building. She walks up the stairs of the building to the main office, and knocks on the door.
"Hey, Father Riley," Rosalie says, with a happy grin.
"Well, hello Rosalie. You here to see Elijah?" Riley asks, and Rosalie nods.
"Sure am. It's his birthday," Rosalie says, her smile growing. Father Riley chuckles and nods.
"Well good. Thanks for checking in Rosalie. He might be outside with the other kids, or somewhere in the building. You know how he is," Riley says. Rosalie chuckles and nods.
"I'll find him," Rosalie says, and starts to walk away.
"Hey, Rosalie, before you go. Come in here for a second," Riley says. "Close the door."
Rosalie steps into his office and closes the door with a curious look on her face.
"One of our volunteers, Kara, she tells me he's been asking questions… about his parents," Riley says, and Rosalie sighs. "If you could talk to him about it… he listens to you. He's closer to you than any of the other adults around here, including me. So can you talk to him, please?"
"Of course," Rosalie says, happy to help with Elijah.
"Thanks Rosalie," Riley says, standing up and opening the door for her. She smiles and steps out into the hallway. "He'll be happy to see you. He's been wondering where you've been."
"And I'm excited to see him. I'll let you know when I leave," Rosalie says, pulling her purse over her shoulder and walking back down the stairs, her heels clicking with every step. She walks to the back door of the boys' home, and walks out onto the pavement of the playground that they have. Upon walking outside, she catches the glances of numerous young boys who smile at her arrival. Over the couple of years visiting Elijah, she's become known around the boys' home as 'Miss Rosie'. She gets a number of hugs from the boys, ages seven and under of course, because past that age for the boys there, hugging is just unacceptable. They're too old for hugs in the boys' minds, but Rosalie doesn't mind. She returns the small embraces with equal vigor and a warm smile.
She scans the children for any signs of the special little four year- old that she came to see.
"You just can't stay away from me can you?" a deep voice asks from the side of her. She turns and is surprised to see Officer John Blake standing next to her, looking at her with a smile.
"You caught me. It isn't you stalking me. It's me who's stalking you," Rosalie says, playfully. John chuckles.
"So, you volunteer here?" he asks.
"Not exactly. I just come here to visit. There's one boy in particular that I'm looking for, but he seems to be misplaced right now," Rosalie says, with a fond grin.
"Maybe I can help you find him. What's his-," John starts.
"Rosie!" a small, excited voice shouts excitedly. Rosalie stumbles forward when a small body attaches itself to her leg. John quickly reaches forward, grabbing her upper arm with one hand, and putting the other hand on her back to prevent her from falling over. Rosalie sends him a grateful smile, which he responds with a grin, and drops his hands from her. Rosalie looks down to the child on her leg and grins widely.
"Hey big guy!" Rosalie says, happily. She crouches down so that she's eye level with the boy, and he smiles widely at her. Rosalie smiles, amused, as Elijah happily chatters on about random things that have been happening at the boys' home.
"And I drew you a picture!" he says.
"Did you? Well, I'd love to see it," Rosalie says, and Elijah nods rapidly.
"I'll go get it. Don't move!" he says, and Rosalie stands up, holding up her hands.
"I won't move," she says, and Elijah runs back inside the building. Rosalie chuckles, as does John.
"Cute kid," he says, shaking his head.
"Yeah, he is," Rosalie says, smiling.
"What's his story?" John asks, curious about the young boy that Rosalie seems so fond of. Rosalie gives him a questioning look, and John shrugs. "He's not in here for nothing," he explains, and Rosalie nods solemnly.
"His parents were murdered when he was two. Not far from where I live actually. Nobody knew about it until my sister and I found him in the alley by our apartment building, crying and hungry. He was terrified of me at first; he thought I was going to hurt him. But eventually he warmed up to me. It took a while, but he was able to show me where he lived. At two years old, it was kind of amazing," Rosalie says, with a shake of her head. "So I saw his parents, and called the police. They brought him here, and I've been visiting him ever since. It took a lot of arguing and persuasion for them to tell me where he was, but I got through."
"I got it Rosie!" they hear Elijah call out, coming back out onto the playground, a large piece of yellow paper in his hand. Rosalie turns around and smiles at the little blonde boy and crouches down again.
"Alright, let's see it," she says, and Elijah thrusts the picture into her hands. "Wow, this is great! Is this me and you?"
The picture is a child's drawing of a tall girl and a short boy, standing on what Rosalie assumes is grass, with trees drawn on either side of the two. The boy and girl appear to be holding hands.
"Uh-huh," Elijah says, smiling proudly.
"Well this is awesome! You did a great job Elijah," Rosalie compliments proudly, and Elijah beams at her. Rosalie stands back up, still looking at the picture.
"Will you keep it?" he asks her, his blue eyes looking at her through his small glasses.
"I'm going to put it on my refrigerator once I get home," Rosalie says, ruffling his hair.
"Who are you?" Elijah asks John bluntly. Rosalie smirks at the young boy as he moves to stand in front of John.
"My names John. What's yours?" John asks, smiling at the boy.
"I'm Elijah. Are you a police man?" he asks.
"Yes, I am," John responds, and Elijah's eyes light up.
"Cool!" he says, making the two adults chuckle. The boy looks sharply back to Rosalie with a wide smile on his face. "Guess what today is Rosie!"
"Hmm, Halloween?" Rosalie asks, and Elijah looks at her with wide eyes.
"No!" he says.
"Easter?" Rosalie asks, and Elijah laughs, making the adults grin.
"No Rosie!" Elijah says. "It's my birthday!"
"Oh you're right! It is isn't it?" Rosalie asks, feigning ignorance, and Elijah nods quickly. "Tell me something Elijah, what did you say your favorite superhero was?"
"Rosie I told you a zillion times!" Elijah exclaims, and Rosalie nods.
"You're right, could it be… Iron Man?" Rosalie asks, reaching into her bag and pulling out an Iron Man action figure.
"Yes!" Elijah squeals, taking the action figure out of her hands and holding it to his chest. Elijah throws his arms around Rosalie's leg again, and Rosalie picks him up and he hooks his arm around her neck. "Thank you Rosie," he yells in her ear, making Rosalie cringe a bit from the volume of his voice. She chuckles and kisses his cheek.
"You're welcome kiddo," she says, setting him back on the ground. She smiles as he runs off to a group of other younger boys to show off his new toy. She watches as he gladly shares his toy, letting the other kids hold it.
"He seems like a great kid," John comments, and Rosalie nods.
"He really is," Rosalie says, smiling up at the taller man.
"So, a waitress, veterinary student, and 'sort of' volunteer at the boys' home. Is there anything you don't do?" John asks, and Rosalie laughs.
"Nope. I'm pretty much the best person around," Rosalie jokingly says. "Oh wait, I can't cook."
"You can't cook?" John laughs.
"No. It's pretty pitiful. The most I can make is a frozen pizza and toast. If not my sister and I get take out, or she cooks," Rosalie says. "We figured this out during the great chicken disaster of '04. Apparently grease, plus fire, equals…bigger fire."
John can't help the burst of laughter that escapes his mouth. Rosalie glares at him mockingly and rolls her eyes, letting a small smile cross her lips.
"Shut up. It was awful. And embarrassing," Rosalie whines.
"That's alright. I'm always losing things around my place," John says, getting his laughter under control.
"I don't really lose things, but I forget things a lot. We have about eight stacks of sticky notes at my place because I use them so much to remind myself of things. I have one stuck on my alarm clock that tells me to set it otherwise I'd forget," Rosalie says. "I even have one in my purse just in case."
"Well, you know, whatever it takes," John says, and Rosalie nods. "But I have to get going. I have to finish my rounds and finish up some paperwork back at the station."
"And it seems I'm being summoned," Rosalie says, glancing at the group of older boys waving her over by the basketball hoops.
"Seems so," John chuckles, and Rosalie gives him a nod and starts walking away. "Hey, uh, before you go… are you, you know, busy tonight?" John asks, and Rosalie gives him a questioning look. "There's a great pizza place by where I live. Maybe we could go get some food, and get to know each other a little better."
Rosalie grins at his suggestion, but then her sister's words invade her mind.
"Tonight isn't a good night. I promised my sister I'd get drinks with her," Rosalie says, with an apologetic look on her face. John nods, and smiles to her. "But uh, hang on," she says, digging in her purse and grabbing her trusty sticky notes and a pen. She scribbles her cell phone number on the top note and rips it off the stack and holds it out to him. "There's my number. Give me a call sometime and we'll work something out when we're both free."
"I'll definitely do that," he says, and Rosalie smiles to him and nods.
"Alright, well… I'll see you later then," she says, taking a few steps backwards.
"Yeah, see you later," John says, grinning like a fool. Rosalie chuckles and walks away to the boys who requested her attention a few minutes ago. John watches with the same grin on his face as she puts her bag down and takes the basketball from one of the boys and takes a shot, and surprisingly makes it. She smirks smugly at the boys who cheer and give her high fives and knuckle touches. John looks back to the number in his hand, looking at her feminine, loopy handwriting and grinning wider to himself. He stuffs the green sticky note in his pocket and makes his way out to his car, and begins the afternoon by finishing up his rounds. Despite the dullness of his job for the day, nothing could wipe the grin off of his face for finally getting Rosalie Kyle's phone number.
-IWRU-
A/N: Yay! Go John! Next chapter won't be as happy as this one, but it will still have John in it. Plenty of John in this chapter, along with little Elijah. What did you guys think? Good? Bad?
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