Ed guided Jackie through the old and abandoned court house, the only source of light was the flashlight that Ed held close all while keeping Jackie even closer.
"Are we seriously there yet?" Jackie asked.
Ed simply sighed and ignored Jackie's question before he stopped at two wide doors; Jackie watched as Ed pulled out a key and unlocked the doors before pushing them open.
Jackie walked in and browsed from where she was standing; the openness of the broken down court room surprised Jackie as she finally moved.
"Holy crap." She muttered.
Behind her, Ed was lighting a barrel and pushing it into the middle of the open space, giving Jackie more light as she observed.
"Oh my god." Jackie whispered, getting an even better look of her late-husbands' lair.
The courthouse was stripped bare with filing cabinets lined up against the wall and a large desk in the center with several booths surrounding it.
Jackie walked up to the filing cabinets, most were empty, but the ones closest to his large desk were full with pictures; personal pictures of Jackie, and the boys, and Jonathan.
"Oh, Jon." She whispered, looking through the old family photos as she began to tear up, sitting against the arm of a court bench.
Ed walked up next to her, his breathing still shallow since it was obvious her moods were on a roller coaster, he looked over her shoulder at the photos, surprised that Crane would consider keeping those at the lair.
Jackie got up from the bench and walked towards his large desks where papers were skewed and broken pencils were everywhere, she sat and looked; observing the plans to the cities destruction.
She smiled, pushing the papers aside as she looked around before beginning to open the drawers that were piled with miscellaneous things; that is before she got to the bottom drawer.
Jackie opened it and not expecting much, but to her surprise when she opened it, it was empty aside from Jonathan's mask; she gently grabbed it and pulled it out of its home and observing every inch of it.
Memories of their last moments together came flooding back to her, all the kisses and touching, all the 'I love you's" that were said; Jackie faintly touched her lips as she remembered his hot kisses he placed on her lips.
"Jonathan." She simply muttered before she cried into the mask.
Ed stood feet away as he watched her, helpless as he surrounded himself with her cries before he finally made a move towards her.
"Jackie?" he asked.
Jackie sighed as he stood next to her, looking down at her while still keeping his distance when she looked up from Jonathan's mask.
"We should get going." He said softly.
Jackie nodded "Yeah, that's probably a good idea." She said, standing up while the mask was still in her hands.
Ed took her hand gently as he guided her out of the lair and back out into the cold city of Gotham.
Jackie placed Jonathan's mask on her dresser while Ed simply followed Jackie into her bedroom that was quiet and still.
"Are you going to be okay?" Ed asked.
Jackie turned to him; there was a sort sadness in her eyes as she walked up to him and pushed the door shut before she mashed her lips unto his.
Ed tried to push her away but her lips only welcomed him more as she grabbed Ed's arms firmly before she finally pulled away from the kiss and looked at Ed.
He took off his hat and reading glasses and pulled off his jacket, following Jackie towards her bed as she stripped herself of her top layers of clothing.
"Jackie." Ed whispered as they both fell unto the bed, still placing kisses on each other's skin while they continued to strip themselves of their clothing.
Ed's kisses her different than Jon's, she couldn't feel the passion as she continued to kiss him, adjusting herself when he took off his boxers and proceeded to thrust into Jackie.
"Ed!" Jackie silently cried as she held onto Ed as he thrusted out of her, she enjoyed the pleasure for what it was as he found a rhythm.
Ed grunted with every thrust, while Jackie's shallow breathing kept a steady pace with each thrust, she just hoped nobody could hear them.
"Oh god." Ed moaned, beginning to feel his coil already tightening as his thrusts became fuller and harder.
Jackie tilted her head back as she let Ed complete his task, she felt a tingle against the small of her back with each thrust, causing her to smile and lean up towards Ed, who took her by her neck and kissed her.
"Ed, oh yeah…" Jackie whispered as she Ed let one final thrust go before he came inside of Jackie.
Jackie was unamuzed as this pleasure, but she took it for what it was as she let Ed roll next to her on the bed, his shallow breathing beginning to slow down as he gently fell to sleep.
She smirked; grabbing her panties and putting them back on before she laid next to Ed and fell asleep herself.
Jackie awoke the next morning under the covers; Ed was missing and so was Jonathan's mask that she remembered placing on the dresser.
"Mother fucker." She muttered, pulling herself out of bed when she looked at the time: 10: 17 A.M.
Jackie groaned as she pushed herself out of bed, she had never been late to work ever in her life, and she couldn't believe that anybody would let her sleep in that late.
"Fuck!" she remarked, trying to get herself together before exiting her room and running towards the door, ignoring Alfred and Bruce, and her sons as she bolted out of the Manor.
Jackie Crane had never ever missed a day of ballet in her life, and she wasn't going to let this be one of those days as she jumped into her car and sped away.
