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Rose was thinking about Jane all the way back to the manor, and was still thinking about her as she got into bed. Why wasn't she there? Aren't best friend's supposed to be supporting?

She frowned and heard the door of her room open slightly.

"May I come in?"

Rose grinned. "Yes, Damian."

He walked in, wearing sweatpants and a white tee, and sat down on the desk by her bed. Rose sat up, crossing her legs under the bed covers.

"What's been troubling you?" He asked.

"Nothing, why would you say that?" She answered, feigning a smile.

He raised an eyebrow. "You're a terrible liar."

She sighed. "It's nothing; I shouldn't be fussing over it."

"Tell me."

She gave him a tired look.

"Please?"

"Jane wasn't at the funeral."

"Who?"

"Jane? Jane Matthews? My best friend."

His mouth formed an 'O' shape and she nodded. He stayed quiet, deep in thought, and then turned his head to her.

"I could accidently break her leg, if you would like."

Rose's was horrified. "No!"

"It was only a suggestion."

"One that you wouldn't hesitate to go through with?"

"...Yes."

She shook her head. "There isn't any need for that, she was probably busy, or maybe she forgot? Or maybe-

"Rose, stop making excuses up for her, she didn't come, end of. She couldn't have forgotten, haven't you been telling her how nervous you were about it all to her everyday this week?"

"Yes, I have...But why didn't she come?" She said more to herself than to Damian.

Sighing, she flopped down onto her back and closed her eyes. Even though hers were closed, she could feel his eyes on her.

"How did your mother give you a scar?"

Rose's eyes clenched tighter. Something she realised about him was that he picked out parts of conversations Rose wished she hadn't said.

"She threw a knife at my back during the summer and it's left me a scar," she said quickly, not wanting to be on the subject any longer.

"Why?"

She shrugged. "She didn't like me looking at our family photos, I tried to run out the room, but she threw a kitchen knife at me."

"Something that bothers me is the fact that even after all these things she said and done to you, she's allowed to walk freely around your home, and not put into Arkham."

She turned to face him, "it's because my father loved her too much to see her there. In his eyes, she was always a mother to us; he wanted her to come home one day with her arms outstretched for a hug, and when she didn't, he never lost hope."

Her voice had gotten weaker, and she opened her eyes.

"Will you show it me one day?"

Rose bit her lip. "One day." And on that day she would be confident over her body.

"My mother doesn't love me either."

Rose sat up; it was rare Damian would ever tell her something without her having to ask.

"Well, I don't feel as if she does. She's done some awful things too. Rose, you aren't alone in this."

She nodded, knowing that was all she could get out of him. She put her hand over her mouth to hide her yawn, but Damian saw it anyway.

"Okay, I'll leave you to sleep now."

She laughed. "Okay."

He stood up and stared at her, he seemed unsure on what to do. After what seemed like hours, he quickly bent over and caught her lips in a gentle kiss.

"Good-night, Rose."

Rose nodded, not able to find her voice, and watched him walk out the room.

That night Rose fell asleep with a smile on her face, all thought on Jane out of her mind.

...

Rose woke up early the next morning. Feeling wide awake, she freshened up and slipped on a pair of jean shorts and jumper, almost skipping down the stairs to the kitchen.

Alfred didn't seem to be awake, but the redheaded girl in the wheelchair and the Stephanie girl were, sitting at the table and chatting away together. Rose almost felt intimidated by their loud voices and contagious laughter.

Silently, she got out some cereal, a bowl and milk, not bothered to have a fancy breakfast. Her spoon slipped out of her hands and hit the marble floor with a semi-loud clang. Rose blushed as both girls turned around and stared at her.

She quickly picked up the spoon and blushed, turning around.

"Hello!" The Stephanie girl jumped out her chair and went to stand next to Rose. "My name's Stephanie- and you're Rose! That girl over there is Barbara; it's nice to meet you!" She beamed and Barbara waved from her seat.

"Hi," Rose squeaked out.

Stephanie giggled and gasped at Rose's hair. "Barbara, look! Her hair is curly! What curler do you use?"

"Curler? My hair is naturally this way," Rose answered, smiling slightly. She got asked this question often.

"What?! You luck girl!" She then began to play with her hair, doing it in plaits, tying it up, letting it down and laughing happily.

"Your hair is gorgeous! You're gorgeous! No wonder Damian likes you so much!" Barbara said.

They were all sitting at the table now, talking about hair and the like.

Rose blushed.

"Oh, you've made her go all shy! Okay, let's just get this straight, Damian is obsessed with you, he can barely concentrate when we're on patrol anymore!"

"Wait- she knows?"

"Yeah!"

"How? Did Damian tell you?"

Rose shook her head. "I recognised his eyes."

Both girls awed and placed their hands on their hearts, sighing dreamily.

"That is too cute!"

"Adorable!"

She laughed, realised how cheesy it sounded out loud. Stephanie and Barbara were both very pretty women, Rose couldn't wait to draw them, her fingers were itching for her sketch pad.

They talked some more, and Rose started to feel at ease with them. Stephanie was absolutely hilarious, and Barbara was just as bad. It seemed as if they had adopted Rose as their pet, they couldn't stop compliment her or touching her hair. Rose was overwhelmed; she hadn't been complimented this much in her life.

One by one, everyone else was waking up, first with Alfred. He was surprised that they had awakened before him. Then Bruce, Tim and Damian, when he walked in the girls laughed and giggled behind their hands, making him frown. Dick came down last, making sure his presence was noticed, and went to sit down next to Barbara.

The room filled up with chatter, everyone seemed to be in a conversation with someone else. Damian sat down next to Rose with a cup of coffee in his hands.

"So, have you anything planned for today?"

Rose thought about. "No...But I think I might visit my sister."

He nodded and Rose looked around, everyone seemed to be staring at the pair of them. Damian noticed too.

"Yes? Do you want something?" He snapped at them.

Most of the shook their heads, others grinned and Barbara winked at Rose. Rose smiled, she loved it here.

...

"Rose Jacobs?"

Rose's head perked up from the desk she was leaning it on and turned to the door. One of the school's receptionists was standing there, and everyone in her history class had turned to face her with their eagle eyes.

"Your mother wishes to see you from Arkham Asylum; your sister is waiting for you in her car outside."

Rose frowned, this had never happened before.

Ignoring the whispering that had erupted in the class after the mention of the asylum, she quickly packed her bag and rushed out the room, signing out and got into her sister's car.

"What is it, Lily? Why has she called for us?"

Lily shrugged, though it was obvious she was frightened.

"I don't know, but I do know that she isn't going to ask for a hug."

Rose nodded and leaned back on her seat, staring outside of the window; she had no idea what was going to happen, and that scared her.

When they finally reached the island, Lily parked her car and Rose got out, staring up at the corrupt building, something she always did when she visited, but she didn't stay for long; she ran to catch up with her sister.

Lily walked up to the lady at the reception and told her why they were here; she nodded and let them go through without even having to wait.

Rose felt her insides squirm; she did not have a good feeling about this.

They reached their mother's cage, as Rose saw it, and she knocked quietly.

"Come in," they head her voice.

Rose's hands trembled; they had never visited without their father, what if she randomly started to scream at them? Who would be there to calm her mother down now?

Their mother was sitting up, a glass of water next to her and a small box, Rose couldn't see what it contained. They stood by the door, too scared to move.

In their utter surprise, Katrina smiled at them; it wasn't a smile that made Rose leap out of her chest though. It was the sort of smile a serial killer gave to his current victim before slicing their neck open. Rose shuddered.

"I want to talk to the both of you, say a proper farewell."

Rose frowned and Lily's eyes widened.

"No-

"Sit down."

Rose sat down on the chair by her bed, and Lily grabbed one from the corner.

"My husband died last week-

"We know."

"And managed to escape this dream," she said, ignoring Lily completely. "I wanted the both of us to leave together, but, fate had other plans."

Rose still didn't understand where this was going.

"I'm leaving too- I will leave you too fakes, and wake up with my real children, this dream has gone on for far too long, it's about t time I woke up, don't you think?"

Rose was shocked, not at what Katrina had just told them, but because she wasn't crying like Lily was.

"Mama, please, don't-

Katrina shushed her and continued speaking. "I wish I could say I enjoyed this, but I'm afraid to say this has all been a nightmare for my really, I don't care about either of you, and you'll both just disappear into thin air once I'm gone, I hope you enjoyed living the life of Rose and Lily Jacobs, but your time as them as come to an end."

Lily was crying violently now, she stood up quickly, so quickly her chair fell backwards.

"You can't just leave us! Rose, stop her, I'll go and get someone!"

She ran out the room, and Rose watched as Katrina opened the box and pulled out several pills, she didn't want to know what they were, and didn't care. She watched, her hands frozen, mouth clasped shut, as her mother swallowed them down, and Rose waited for her heart to stop beating.

Just before Katrina closed her eyes for the last time, Rose leaned forward and whispered into her ear, "I. Am. Rose." Then pulled the covers over her head.

She heard Lily shrieking outside, doctors yelling at her, footsteps getting closer and closer. Rose was almost horrified at herself, she hadn't tried to stop her, she didn't care what happened to her, and she almost felt relieved, she was finally gone. Finally.

Rose left the room silently, staring at everyone around her, this would be the last time she walked through these walls, and Rose smiled to herself, looking mental to others around her, but she didn't care.

Her mother was right, the nightmare was over; Rose's nightmare was.

As she walked, she ran her fingers across the walls, taking every detail into account, she had many memories here, but the once that stood out the most was when she was 9, and two criminals had been caught and brought in kicking and screaming.

Rose sat on the receptionists counter, she liked this one, her name was Mary, and whenever she laughed she always threw her head back and clapped her hands together, making Rose laugh too. She was swinging her legs back and forth, just looking around, and not doing anything important. Lily and her father were with her mother, but Rose decided not to visit her.

Suddenly, the doors of the asylum opened with a bang, and everyone in the entrance gasped, some screamed and hid behind plants, others just sat and stared- Rose was one of them.

Batman himself and walked in, holding onto someone who was dressed up as a clown roughly. The clown had white skin, green hair and seemed to always be laughing, manically.

"Oh- Home sweet home! Hello, Katie, you're still working here! After all these years? Oh, look Bats! It's that plant I always loved! Hee-hee!" He laughed and laughed, and Rose laughed too- finding him funny.

Just as they passed her, his head snapped to Rose laughing and he smiled wide at her, making Rose laugh even louder- his face was funny to her.

"Oh, hello. It seems like the crazies here ere are getting younger and younger, what happened to you?" He said to her.

Rose shook her head, still laughing. "I'm not a patient, funny man!"

The clown man asked. "Bats! She finds me funny!"

Batman pushed him roughly forward, making the clown man stumble. "Keep walking, Joker!"

She heard his laugh ring down the corridors, and rung in her ears for days after.

Then another bang was heard, this time it was Robin who came in, (taller than the current one) with someone wearing a scarecrow mask in front of him. Many were staring at him, and this only made the scarecrow yell and scream in their faces.

"What you looking at?"

They turned away whenever he caught them looking, but Rose didn't look away, she wanted to try on his mask, she wanted to draw it.

As he passed her, she leaned forward trying to see it more clearly, and he yelled in her face. She only crossed her arms, not frightened in the slightest.

The scarecrow kept yelling, leaning his mask right next to her face, jumping around, making scary noises, but she only laughed.

"What's so funny girl?" He seemed to be annoyed, and even surprised that she wasn't turning away in fear.

She laughed again. "You."

He hissed and tried to put out a hand to scratch her but Robin pulled him back with a strong jerk. "The only thing you're touching is your cell walls, now walk!"

He walked away, hissing and muttering about being the demon of fear, but Rose kept on laughing, gaining stares from the people around her, but she didn't care, she hadn't laughed this much in ages.

Rose was brought out of her memory by a car honking at her, she blinked, realising she had wandered off onto the road, and quickly ran back to the asylum, sitting outside on a bench, her knees pressed up against her chest, and waited for her sister to come out.

Oh my...nothing seems to be going right in Rose's life. Where's Damian when you need him? :D Thoughts?