Chapter Thirteen
"Scarecrow? Why do I have a feeling like I'm not in Kansas anymore?" I asked trying to see out the window but he put his hand up.
"You should know all about me, after all you helped create me," he said now smirking and held up the mask I made.
"I made the mask not the creature, oh if you only had a brain. Now what do you want with me?" I asked looking dead on into his eyes with anger on my face. I was having a nice time at home and he had to go and ruin it. I only wanted to see my boyfriend, whom I never officially called it off with him.
"Crane seems insistent on keeping you here for the moment," he said going to the other side of the van. This got me thinking. It would seem that Jonathan still felt the same way about me, that kiss earlier definitely said so. Now I don't know what his intentions are but keeping me here with Scarecrow is not something I like.
We remained silent for a while until there was knock on the outside of the van.
"move back," ordered Scarecrow as he opened the back door and four rough looking guys, all with guns, stood there. The climbed into the van, two going to the front two seats and we all just waited a while.
"What's with the girl?" asked one of them in the back, who was sitting next me; close enough that I was able to tell he had not showered recently.
"Ignore her," said Scarecrow, "You know what we are here to do." The sound of cars arriving and parking could be heard. Car doors shut and the barking of dogs could be heard with some guy with an Italian accent. I ignored what was happening, it seems Scarecrow was selling drugs to the mob, and I didn't want to know why. I focused on trying to get out of my restraints; all the men were outside dealing with the angry Italian.
Some commotion happened right as I got my hand free and the next thing I knew a dog had jumped into the van and was now biting my leg. It hurt a lot. I tried to kick and punch the dog off but nothing was working. Finally someone came to my rescue and to my surprise it was Jonathan, I could tell by the look on him. He hit the dog in the head and before I could do anything he gave me a deep passionate kiss before he turned back into Scarecrow and was grabbed from his collar. I looked at saw that it was the Batman, he had created the commotion, and behind him were more Batmen? This is weird.
He took Scarecrow and tied him up and with the copy-bats and called the police. He took a glance at me and walked over and helped me out of the van and clicked a button and his car, if you can call it such, and put me in the passenger seat. He exchanged a few words with the copy-bats before driving off.
"Do you feel light headed?" he asked in his gruff voice,
"Yes," I said. We said nothing more. He dropped me off at the hospital and left in a heartbeat. A nurse came and took me to the E.R. room and gave me a bed there. I eventually passed out from the amount of blood I lost.
I woke up in another hospital room. It wasn't the ICU but just a regular hospital room. I sat up and felt a splint on my leg. I couldn't feel it at all. I moved the covers and looked at it. It was wrapped in a bandage so I could not see what damage was done, but I knew there must be a lot.
"Hello Miss Tassel, you have a visitor and here is your breakfast," said a nurse walking in. She put a tray of food in front of me and left, moments later Rachel walked in.
"Rachel? How did you know I was here?" I asked.
"Bruce told me, he said he got a call from your cell phone last night and it was the hospital," said Rachel.
"Oh, that makes sense, his name is the first in the contacts," I remembered. Yes I had gotten a new cell phone; I thought I would need it for emergencies.
"How do you feel?" she asked taking a seat in the chair next to me.
"Well that's just it, I can't feel. My leg is completely numb," I said glancing down at my leg again.
"Then how does the rest of you feel?" she asked smiling at my comment.
"Fine, a little groggy, but fine," I said now sitting up more, "don't you have work?"
"Yea I have a case today but that isn't until an hour, and knowing Dent he is probably going to be late," said Rachel. I nodded and took a sip of my orange juice.
"Can you call my bakery when it opens and tell them what happened?" I asked realizing that I had to work.
"Sure, but what exactly happened last night?" she asked leaning in.
"Jonathan came home last night and I went to see him. We were having a nice time but he was under the influence of that toxin and turned into this other person who was called 'Scarecrow'. He kidnapped me and took me to a drug exchange with the mob and then all of these Batmen showed up, one with hockey pads other with guns. The mob had vicious dogs and that's where I got this, the real Batman showed up and he took care of all of them and brought me here." I explained.
"Wow, so you met the Batman?" she asked.
"Yes we exchanged pleasantries and business cards. He is having a party at his cave soon so he ordered a cake and I said if I ever needed a vigilante I would always go to him," I said smirking as Rachel rolled her eyes at me.
"I think you should feel some pain, you are too much like your old self right now," she said poking me arm.
"I feel like my old self, minus the leg. I guess last night, seeing what Jonathan has become, I feel like I was finally able to decide what to do. After the whole toxin mess way back when I still had feelings for him, and I still do now, but I can see that he is gone and that has given me the 'okay' to move on in life," I said staring at my food.
"That's great Katrina, do you still want to be in a relationship with someone though?" she asked.
"I'll pass for now, focus on work," I said.
"Well I need to get to work, I'll tell Gabe about the situation, you just make sure you get that leg better," she said. I smiled and nodded, she left. I finished my breakfast and a nurse came in to take the tray and a doctor walked in.
"Hello I'm Dr. Jones, your doctor, if you couldn't tell. I just want to change your bandages and take a look at your leg," said my doctor. She had her hair up in a messy bun with a pencil stuck in it. She was wearing blue scrubs and a long white lab coat with her name embroidered into it.
She placed a roll of gauze on the side table and moved my blankets. She carefully unravelled the bandage and I got a full view of my leg. It was swollen and the cuts were slightly bleeding and the skin around them was green and purple.
"Well you don't have an infection, which is good, so you should be out of here before the week is up," she said putting ointment on the cuts and then wrapping my leg back up. She did some other typical check-ups then left and I sat there bored. I decided I would try to find something to watch on TV, I got lucky and watched some re-runs of Malcolm in the Middle.
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A/n: Sorry it's a bit short, I have to go watch Dark Knight again for the next part. I wanted to get this out yesterday but I was working on my Night at the Museum story, and I got a new game for Wii, Just Dance, so I've been having fun with that. Last night while my parents were out have a nice Valentine's dinner with their friends, I played two hours of it, it's that fun.
Anyway thank you for reading, comments are appreciated.
-Charlotte