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Chapter 6: My Morphine

She stared at the reflection, tracing the silvery line that crossed her noticeable now she still cringed at the memories of the attack.
She glanced at the clock, 3am. She climbed onto the bed, the room was silent as she hugged her knees to her chest. It had been two days since he left, she knew he'd be back soon but that didn't stop her from missing him. The nights were the worst, she didn't realize how big the bed was until she slept in it alone.
Lets Rewind back 2 days..

"But Bane, you said I was to stay by your side from now on." She reminded, staring across at him.
"I know but this is a place you should not witness. You're so Pure." He acknowledged, cupping her face.
"So were you listening to me?" He asked, rasing a brow.
"Yess, you are leaving tomarrow morning to abandon me for 3 days. And I am to stay here with Barsad." She repeated with faked enthusiasm.
"Annell..I do not appreciate being mocked." Bane ruled with stern eyes.
"I'm sorry, I'll..I'll just miss you that's all." She bowed her head, mumbling her words.
"I will be back soon. I promise." He assured, his eyes sparkled at her confession. He was sure no one had ever said that to him before. He knew he would miss her, miss everything about her.
"Why so serious?.. Hey you wanna know how I got these scars?" Annella impersonated the sadistic clown's voice, trying to lighten the mood a little. With a giggle and her finger running across her cheek she rested her head into his lap.
"You should not joke about that, baby bird. He's a dangerous man." Bane advised, running a hand through her hair.
"I knoww..Bane?" She called up to him softly.
"Yes my love?" He answered.
"Are you afraid of anything?" She asked, with questioning eyes.
"I think deep down everyone's afraid of one thing." He generalized, pondering the question.
She sat up and wrapped an arm around his back, resting her head against his chest. She listened to the strong sound of his heart beat.
"I told Barsad to make sure and take you back to your library any time you want, the fresh is good for you, little one." He added, breaking her trance.
Squeezing her eyes shut she quickly turned her face as she erupted a loud sneeze.
"Hope you aren't getting sick, Angel." Bane teased.
"Don't jinx me!" She scolded, swatting his chest lightly.
A low chuckle shook his chest, he picked her up and gently set her on her feet.
"Let's get you fed. I will have some men bring us something to eat. Anything specific you'd like, love?" Bane asked, walking towards the door. She simply shook her head and relaxed back onto the bed. She'd noticed lately that Bane was having her eat in the bedroom more, meaning she left the bedroom less and less. Little did she know it was because the area that was her usual 'dining area' was now the holding cell for the beaten and battered Batman.
The food arrived quickly, she snuggled into her usual chair smiling down at the large plate. It was the sudden hissing of Bane's mask that snatched her attention away from the steaming plate. For the first time Bane was joining her, she watched as he lifted the asparagus to his lips. It was like art, she couldn't look away. A wide smile easing onto her face. He was comfortable with her, he was letting his guards down more and more.

"Find one you like? You must like his work." He asked, referring to her choice for another F. Scott Fitzgerald story.
"Very much." She replied, nodding her head vigorously.
She noticed his eyes on her, she sensed he wanted something as he eyed her and the book.
"Would you like me to read to you again?" She beamed, folding her book onto her lap.
He didn't have time to answer before she was running off to the bed, patting the sheets for him to follow her. He smiled behind his mask, removing his vest he let it rest on his desk chair. He sat and unlaced his boots before ruffling the sheets, finding his spot next to her.
" There was the usual insincere little note saying: "I wanted you to be the first to know." It was a double shock to Michael, announcing, as it did, both the engagement and the imminent marriage.." Annella began when she felt him get comfortable.
He stirred lightly in his sleep as she placed a kiss on his temple, pulling a smirk from her lips. She gently scooted off the bed, tip toeing over to get some clothes. She smiled at the look of her clothes meshing against his in the closet. She zipped off her jeans and was stretching her arms up pulling off her thermal when she heard a familiar groan.
"Mmmhhh I don't mind waking up to this." Bane whispered, sleep laced in his voice.
She giggled and a blush graced her cheeks as she slipped on one of his T-shirts. He admired her as she made her way back to bed, he loved the look of her when she wore his clothes. She snuggled into his chest, placing a small kiss over his heart. He pulled her close against his body, savoring their time together before he'd have to leave in the morning.

She woke to a warm sensation trailing her skin. Her eyes fluttered open, she felt him brush his cheek against hers as he kissed her jaw. Truth was that he knew he couldn't leave without tasting her lips or feeling her soft creamy skin one last time. Instinctively she cupped his face, bringing his lips to hers. She didn't know what time it was or if she was dreaming, she was lost in the intoxicating taste of his lips. She snaked an arm around his neck pulling him closer, she never wanted to let him go.
"Mmmh" She moaned in protest when she felt him slowly pulling away.
"Shh, I will be back soon. Go back to sleep, My love." Bane whispered against her ear, kissing it lightly before adjusting the mask back onto his face. And with one more longing gaze he was out the door.

His boots dug into the dry earth, he watched as his men dragged the unconscious body closer to the Pit. It wasn't until they were down in the recesses of the prison that Bane removed the sack from the man's head. Revealing a broke and once heroic Bruce Wayne, stripped from his black armor. Bruce woke to the heavy hissing of Bane's mask, his eyes met with blackened orbs.
"Why..why didn't you just kill me?" Bruce choked out, sweat stinging his eyes.
"You don't fear death. You welcome it, therefore you're punishment must be more severe." Bane acknowledged, narrowing his eyes.
"Torture.." Bruce decided, taking a deep breath.
"Yes. But not of your body..of your soul." Bane breathed out.
"Where am I?" Bruce questioned.
"Home." Bane stood, looking out through the all too familiar steel bars of the cell.
"Where I learned the truth about despair, as will you." Bane continued, staring up at the sunlight cascading down.
"There's a reason this prison is the worst hell on earth. Hope. Every man who has ventured here over the centuries has looked up to the light and imagined climbing to freedom. So easy... So simple... And like shipwrecked men turning to sea water from uncontrollable thirst, many have died trying. I learned here that there can be no true despair without hope. So, as I terrorize Gotham, I will feed its people hope to poison their souls. I will let them believe they can survive so that you can watch them clamoring over each other to "stay in the sun.""
Bane's words taking over every part of Bruce's mind, sinking in as he laid there helpless. Resting all of his weight onto one arm he pushed off of Bruce's chest, sending him into an agonizing fit. Bruce's cries echoed against the concrete as Bane ascended from the cruel, hell of a place. As much as he tried to fight it the memories began to creep back into his mind. Every stab and blow sent shocks through his body, the pain still radiated through his emotions. He stared out into the desert, wishing to be home. One more day until he'd see her face.

" Barsad..do you mind if we stop in here?" She mustered up the courage, staring at the huge pink sign that read 'Victoria Secret'. She cleared her throat, annoyed at the sound of her own voice. She felt it sounded overly nasally due to her worsening cold.
Barsad simply nodded, he was instructed to let her do as she pleased but to never let her out of his sight. He opened the door, motioning for her to go in, he followed. He kept his distance as she browsed around, he decided he'd stay close to the register so he could survey the entire store.
Despite her current state, Annella was determined to beat the cold before Bane returned. That's why she made sure to get the strongest cold medicine available at the drug store. She wanted to plan a little surprise when he got back, a sexy little surprise. She tried on the red lace nightie, a little subconscious at the fact that the bra part was completely see through, she knew he loved the color on her. She picked out a few more pieces before deciding she was finished, she made her way back to Barsad.
"I was wondering..could we keep this a secret? Please, its a surprise." Annella pouted at the rough man who was her 'babysitter'.
"I guess..it just better not get me into trouble!" Barsad urged.
"I promise!" She piped. Swinging the little glittery bag as she walked, she felt a sudden spring in her step excited for Bane's return.
The next day she played it over and over in her head. Everything had to be perfect. She looked at the clock, 6:15 pm. He would be back later tonight, she decided to take a little nap so she would look fresh and ready, she eased onto the bed. She smiled at the lingering smell of him on his pillow, she cuddled against the soft material. Just a little nap... She thought before she felt sleep take over.

Now Fast Forward to Bane's Return..
Still battling the harsh memories that raced through his head, he opened the door. His eyes softened at the sight of her cuddled form sleeping on his side of the bed, her light snoring filling the room. He noticed the medicine bottle, Barsad had reported to him that she had come down with a small cold. He shook his head with a smile, she was never dull that's for sure. He settled into the bed, gentle not to wake her. She looked so peaceful and truly innocent when she slept. He couldn't fight it anymore, he wrapped an arm around her back tugging her to his chest. The memories that terrorized his emotions were tucked away in the farthest part of his mind, his focus was on her and she was all that mattered to him.

When the next morning came she mental scolded herself for falling asleep. Now she was determined to make up for it, after dinner she would surprise him. He knew she was hiding something by the way she played with her food, pushing it around her plate.
"Little one, what are you hiding?" Bane asked, raising a brow.
"Nothing.." She mumbled, a smile slipping onto her lips.
"I don't like being lied to, you know that." Bane reminded.
"It's a surprise, Mr. So you're just gonna have to wait. Lets see if you have patience skills like I do." Annella teased, perching her lips.
He smirked beneath his mask, she was toying with him. She narrowed her eyes at him, challenging him playfully.
"Upstairs young lady!" Bane demanded with a tease, in a 'parent' voice.
"You're gonna have to catch me!" She squealed, playfully running around the table. With one swoop she was over his shoulder and was being carried to the bedroom.

"Bane..remember keep your eyes closed. It's a surprise." She warned from behind the bathroom door.
"Yess little one. Now get out here before I come in there after you." He teased, readjusting himself on the edge of the bed.
"Open." She stated into the silent room.
Instantly he felt his heart begin to pound, his eyes traced her body. The sheer material veiling her curves, the lace hugging her breasts. He felt his member begin to throb at just the sight of her in the skimpy lingerie, he needed to touch her. She padded across the floor, stopping right in front of him. She gasped when she felt his strong hands grip her waist, pulling her hard against his chest. She snaked out of his grasp and seductivly crawling over his lap onto the bed, making she to brush her body against his. She motioned him to sit back against the headboard. He stood with a quick motion to remove his pants, slipping off his underwear as well. A smile played on his lips when he heard her moan as her eyes roamed his naked body. She bit her lip and wriggled a finger for him to join her. He sat back against the headboard, reaching a hand behind to take off his mask.
"You don't have to.. I love every part of you remember." She purred, sitting up on her knees in front of him.
"My little vixen, I have to taste you." Bane whispered, his voice hoarse with lust.
With the mask placed on the table the room erupted with fiery sounds of passion. That night nothing else mattered, Gotham was far away and their love burned hotter. From that night forward neither of them would willingly leave the other, but there were others who sought different fates for them.