That the prisoners slash patience's of Arkham asylum supposedly spend their entire day behind glass walls locked away from people, was a lie. Well, unless they were put into isolation which happened quite often, every-time someone lost their temper or became to unpredictable.

They spend most of the day interacting with each other, doing re-creation activities, such as gardening, painting, train the body. Stuff that was supposed to help them heal the mind, give them an outlet for their frustrations, and of cause, daily sessions with either doctors, Psychiatrists or therapists. And mostly these things were something the prisoners would do together. Whether that was a good idea or a downright terrible idea was really debatable. Especially now as the joker was all over Harvey over the recent rich boy visit.

"Oh please do tell Harve!" the Joker jumped up and down. "What did that little nincompoop say? I fell so sorry for you little Harvey, please oh please be healthy dear Harve" he acted out a begging Bruce Wayne until he started laughing. "Oh man I was so close at killing that idiot ones, If only that annoying Robin hadn't been in the way." He hissed.

"That is no concern of mine." Two-face hissed.

"oh but I thought you were pals" Joker started. "Friends in arms, buddies to the last, Brucy and Harve, running across the field, Oh Harvey, please be better, please oh please. I'm a twitty billionaire who needs to fell important!... charity case" he at last mocked toward Two-face. "At least I would never stoop that low."

"ENOUGH!" Two-face yelled grabbing the clowns collar. "I don't care for little Brucy and his mad ideas, the twit is an idiot and a spoiled brat, GOT IT!"

"Wowwow faces." Joker held up his hands. "Don't get so mad at me, I was just bored."

"You're always bored." Two-face sneered.

"Well there's not much to do in here." The joker shrugged. "And I just love a good laugh."

"Find your fun somewhere else." Two-face pushed the joker away. "I'm not in the mood."

"Well it's always a gamble with you isn't it?" The joker asked posing on the floor resting his head in his hand. "With a fifty fifty percent chance HAH!" he laughed. "Brucy and Harvey sitting in a trea." He jumped up on his feet's as he started skipping as a little child. "One turned ugly, but they can still go on a Disney land spree."

Two-faces anger was boiling, blinded by anything else he was determined to teach that clown a lesson.

"I for one have boundless of respects for Mr. Wayne." A very sophisticated deep voice with a British accent cut in.

And Two-face head snapped around to see Jerwis Tetch, also known as the mad hatter, sitting comfortable in his chair sipping to a cup of tea.

"Oh you disgust me." The joker wrinkled his nose. "Little Brucy, touching hearts of criminals, he makes him look like a saint doesn't it, how pathetic." He grimaced. "So easy to come and look like the saviour when it's oh so obvious we are.. well sick aren't we!" he laughed.

"See that's the thing isn't it?" Jerwis asked. "It's easy coming in looking like a saint after we became known." He sipped to his tea. "But I remember clearly, back when I worked honourable as a scientist in Waynes lab. Several times my superior tried to shut me down, they didn't believe in my projects, didn't believe that the science of the mind were worth looking into." He stated bitterly. "well they were wrong weren't they?" he asked a little bit satisfied. "But to be honest, I needed the founding, otherwise I would never have gotten as far as I did, and the one thing keeping me from being shut down, was Bruce Wayne. In all of my life, him and Alice are the only two who ever supported my work." Jerwis told importantly. "To this day I have no idea why, perhaps it saw something in me, perhaps it he was the only one smart enough to see what my projects could do, all I know is that he kept my lab open much longer than other people would, even though I was no-one back then, no one remembered my name, no one knew of my work, to keep me open wouldn't make him look good to any-one, on contrary, other scientist working in the labs were mad at him, stock-holders even so. " He finished his tea with that last sentence.

"And then you went nutty nut for a single girl." The joker made a farting noise. "Please, what is it with those useless dames? It's like they drive other men as crazy as me HAH!" he grinned he ironic laughter. "What a joke! love it! the most useless creature in the world drives the others completely mad and insane! Me, I like to turn that cliché around." he told a little more nonchalant. "I am the one who drives the ladies absolutely crazy, into killer psychopaths to be more precise, oh what fun. Oh what joy."

Two-face choose to ignore the joker and turned to the matter hatter to address only him. "If there is one thing I knew about Bruce, it's that he is absolutely mad, he wants to help everyone so badly that it's downright naive." he told Jerwis. "If he failed to help some-one, the idiot takes it personally, as if he was the one to fail them, even people he never had anything to do with." he sneered. "I remember he ones, back when goodie good was all there was in this body, I and Bruce was walking home from a nice relaxing evening, when suddenly there on the street corner, laid a little lady, completely unconscious, you know how it is in this stinking city, another bum in each alley way, and she was no better, she stank miles away of cheap drinks, puke and trash, just another one, and you know what Bruce did?" Two-face asked his listeners. "He carried the little lady all the way to the hospital, by himself, and left money enough for her to stay there for a month! I am telling you, that little woman woke up the next morning laughing, collecting all the remaining money to get out and become wasted again." he stated disgusted. "And I said that to Bruce, told him he shouldn't bother, he can't help anyone, And little Brucy even agreed, I was right, yet he did as he wanted, as always. And that is Bruce Wayne in a nut shell, believing the entire world and its ugliness is his responsibility." He sneered. "To bad little Brucy never found out that the world is anything but fair, ever. the closest to justice is chance."

"yeas yeas, the coin, we know." Jerwis rolled his eyes before he frowned thoughtful. "That fits well with what I remember about Wayne though." He nodded. "And what he is doing around town, all that wasted charity, wasted money on nothing, we can build an MO around that and I think it would fit, the mind truly is an interesting matter. Bruce Wayne in particular. Could be interesting to mess a bit around with that one, see what comes out of it."

"That fool." The joker commented dryly.

"Precisely." Two-face contemplated. "He is a fool."

"So what are you going to do Harve?" The joker asked interested.

"What do you mean?" Two-face asked annoyed.

"Come on, little Brucy wants to take his dear old pal out for some air, you can't have a better escape plot than that!" he triumphed. "Why, you could even take your shot and be rid of the goodie good for ever, I'll even donate the poison, free of charge!"

"Hm." Thoughtful 'two-face rubbed his chin. "That's an idea, I hate this sticking place." And his face faltered. "But then I would really disappoint Bruce.. again.. Argh, who cares! The nimwit asked for it, he knows.. or he is the only one with a little faith in me.. I.."

Wistfully the mad hatter observed that inner conversation going on while the Joking seemed to be entertained. "Don't break your head Harvey." Jerwis at last spoke. "It could take months before any such scenario became plausible. That is, if Brucy is even crazy enough to go through with it."

"Right." Harvey nodded. "I'll be out of this dump before then anyhow, it doesn't matter."

But as it turned out. Bruce Wayne was both dumper, crazier and more powerful than what any-one had thought, as it were no more than a week after that Two-face stood with the formal invitation to a performance of Midsummer nights dream, included a date when it happened only one month after it, a notion that he should wear a tux and a get well card..

"Idiot.." Two-face mumbled as he held his pass to freedom in his hands.

"What do you think?" his psychiatrist, the elderly Mrs. Olson asked as she observed his reactions upon giving him the letter.

Two-face managed a smile though it ended up looking rather sadistic. "How very thoughtful." He commented. "I shall look forward to it." He grinned, then he offered a glance at miss Kerrigan who stood guard at the door. "What do you say missy?"

"I have nothing to say." She returned shortly.

"Some day I have to find out how you keep being so professional." Two-face shrugged.

"I'm a guard." Was the short reply. "It's not my job to have an opinion."

"And the issue I believe, is with you Mr Dent." Mrs. Olson continued. "I personally see this as a marvelous opportunity for you, it can only be good for your mentality."

"Mentality bah!" Two-face hissed. "It's Brucy who got some screw loose here, and I am a person stuck in this place saying that!"

"So you don't want to go?" Mrs. Olson asked.

"Oh I'll be going.." Two-face grinned. "Wouldn't miss it for the world."

But of cause it wasn't that simple, the moment Harvey knew he was alone in his cell he started going in circles, ranting and murmuring. "I can't disappoint him like that! Then there is nothing left of me!"

"What's to stop you? He is a fool, cut him free of his own lie."

"He believes.."

"It's a fool hopes, maybe he doesn't do it for you, I think he's doing it for himself, makes him fell on top you know."

"Keep quiet! I never wanted part of you in the first place!"

"Harve.. little poor Harve, how easily you forget.." the voice whispered. "You created me, I sprang from you."

And the argument became even bigger in his sleep, when his dreams allowed for his sides to face each other.. and more sides than just the two appeared..

"I am the judge.. I judge the criminals.."

"You're sick." Harvery responded the to black claded figure. "You can't both be police, prosecutor, guard and judge! That is injustice."

"Say what you will, I am the judge.. Harvey.. you failed everyone, to many times.. I judge you guilty!"

"How can you? You are a part of me! I created you!"

"Yeas you did.."

"Harve." The horrific two-face spoke to him. "Why do you keep fighting like this? You know you can't win.."

"Grace.." Harvey called out. "Grace please help!"

"She's gone.. don't you know?" Two-face asked. "She couldn't handle it. You failed her only to many times. She was weak anyway, good riddance"

"Another reason why you are guilty." The judge complied.

And suddenly the space was filled with people, filled with people who looked like Harvey and yet was nothing like him.. his heard hurt from all of the noises, he was drowning in the crowds.. "Help!" he yelled. "GO AWAY! LEAVE ME!" he screamed, to suddenly sit up straight, sweating and paining as he tried to catch his breath. "Oh god." He robbed his eyes. "I need to pull myself together." He swallowed. "Yeas." The words flew out of his mouth without him thinking about it. "Yeas I do little Harvey.."

"Harvey.." that Jerwis was trying to stop him in the hall way ones again.

"Go away!" Two-face pushed him aside.

"My my, is it just me or are we growing grumpier with each day, it's like that promised tour to the theatre is doing more good than well, are we feeling a little torned?" Mad Hatter asked nonchalant.

"Keep on that track, and you'll get really hurt." Two-face sneered looking at him.

"I am just observing." The mad hatter shrugged. "Is there any-way you can put the nicer half back on, I haven't seen him for weeks."

"Mr. Goodie good have no say here." Two-face sneered. "You should hear his small pathetic sobs, don't do this, don't fail Brucy, yada yada yada, I wish I could get him out of my head!"

"I'm sure he thinks the same of you." Jerwish injected.

"That is supposed to make me fell sad?" Two-face asked mockingly. "The guy is a whimp."

"And yet he nags and bothers you, keep insisting you shouldn't go through with your plan.." The mad hatter looked up at Two-face.

"Listen you little twerp!" Two-face launged out for Jerwis and grabbed his shoulder.

Only for Jerwis'es hand to easy and swiftly reach up and lightly touch Two-face behind the ear.

For a moment Two-face just stood there, he blinked a couple of times before his eyes landed on Jerwish and the way he was tightly holding the hatters shoulder, and then he let go, blinking at the mad hatter as if Harvey had first now discovered that he was even there.

"Feeling better are we?" The hatter asked in a smile.

"I.. erh.. what?" Two-face rubbed his neck. "What just happened?" he asked slightly confused in a surprisingly calm voice.

"My own handywork and design." The mad hatter held up a finger.

"You are messing around with my mind?" Two-face asked, but did not sound angry, if anything he may sounded a little scared.

"Something like that." Jerwish grinned. "That little darling nano-bot behind your ear, it taps into the electric flow of your mind, taps it dry so to speak, shut down such things as anger, annoyance, bitterness, hate. In other words, all the aspects inside of you which makes up big bad Harve.."

"You.. you wait?" Harvey asked disbelieving. "You just cured me like that?"

"Don't be foolish." Jerwish wrinkled his nose. "Nothing is so easy, I merely put him to sleep, but be warned, everything comes with its price, repressing is the same as re-enforce, the longer you carry that chip the more angry you will become ones it comes off."

"What if I just never took it off?" Harvey asked at ones.

"Trust me, it doesn't work like that." Jerwish stated grimly. "All though, if you really want it that badly I could mess up your brain real bad permanently, it would leave you kind of unaware and what most people consider stupid, but that bad side of yours would be gone for sure."

"No thanks." Harvey returned dryly "Then what was the point if this?" he asked briefly touching his ear.

"I don't believe a little time with it makes any difference." Jerwish shrugged. "Especilly considering that old Two-facer had more than his time share lately, here's the thing. I owe Bruce Wayne, you owe Bruce Wayne, we both want you to act nice at that theatre performance, well, that's your solution. The show is tomorrow evening, keep it on until then."

"That's it?" Harvey asked disbelieving. "That can't be right, nothing is that easy behind these walls."

"Why can't you just accept one friendly gesture from one tragic villain to the other?" Jerwish asked. "Maybe you could just pay me back the favour later."

"Not that easy." Harvey responded. "I would owe you a favour, Two-face will want to kill you for even trying to put him to sleep like this."

"Oh, didn't quite think about that." Jerwish swallowed. "But in any case, if you do so insist, I do truly love theatre, I love the fairytale magic of it, the big costumes the talking animals, bring me back a souvenir wont you, and talk nicely about me to Mr. Wayne, I wouldn't say no to an early patrol for good behavior."

"You would just walk out and commit more crimes." Harvey frowned crossing his arms.

"Harve, you wound me! How could you say that?" Jerwish asked acting out the fake feeling. "I could re-form, honest! Now that my work is so clearly of true value, if I were free rather than a victim on the run, I could easily upstart my lab and become rich, then why would I commit any crimes?" he asked. "one good thing which came out of this, I am famous!"

"I used to be a districts attorney remember?" Harvey asked. "It's the way I think, but I suppose it's a point." He sighed. "And you are one of the lesser weird wacko's in here."

"I'm touched Harve." Jerwish bowed his head for a courtly nod. "Now don't touch that, if it falls off, I doubt old Two-face would want to put it back on."

Harvey nodded.

"Oh, and one thing more." Tetch cut in. "don't tell any-one, firstly, I am not allowed to have any of those things in here, secondly, they would probably asses the same I did, and be convinced that the bot isn't good for you, thus take it off instantly, which will probably release a bit to many endorphins at ones and send you on a raging rampage."

Harvey swallowed. "Yeas." He nodded. "But I can only imagine it being worth it."

Jerwish shrugged. "Good luck dear sir." He finished in his fine British accent.

It felt weird.. as yet one more of Bruce's weird gestures, the man was a billionaire, he could have all the exocentric quirks he wanted, he could afford it. Still Harvey had to kind of role his eyes as he in the middle of his prison cell, several guards standing outside with chains and sticks ready, was no flattening out a tux. He had no idea what he looked like as his cell had no mirror, his psychiatrists claiming it was bad for sanity to be constantly confronted by his face.

It was not like this suit would do that much of a difference both with such a face, and with him being surrounded by prison guards, even though three of the men out there were wearing tux's.. to blend in or something.

"Are we ready Mr. Dent?" It was miss Kerrigan who asked, the prison guard appointed to him personally when-ever something special was going on, as it had been decided it was more important that he felt at ease with such a guard than if the guard was a strong man.

There really were something about women, something that made them less threatening than men, easier to get around, easier to relax in the company of, they were just.. less rough, less hard, One woman among only men could easily appears a nymph among giants.

At one point Harvey had been locked inside of Arkham seeing nothing but other prisoners and big tough male guards for over six months. Then out of no-where a woman had come around with their food, she had been elderly, an aunt or grandmother type, but her short presence and few chuckling words had felt like such a release. So Harvey was happy that he could see Emilia Kerrigan almost everyday.

To be pleasant he send a smile in her direction, only to lift an eyebrow as he discovered that she was dressed in a knee high dark red dress and caring a hand bag over her shoulder, her short blond hair slightly curled, and most surprising, she was even caring eye-make up, something Harvey had never seen before. Of cause.. She was undercover to, she was his personal bodyguard so to speak. "You look gorgeous." Harvey send her a slight smile.

"Thank you Mr. Dent." Kerrigan returned in her professional voice as she spoke stiffly. "You how-ever do not, We are going to a gala theatre Mr. Dent, couldn't you straighten out that suit."

"I don't have a mirror." Harvey apologised. "I thought it was as good as could be."

"Okay then." Kerrigan stood still for a moment, as if she was waiting for someone to come and act for her, until she looked like she was biting her own tongue. "Oh for the love of." She murmured. "Stand still." She commanded moving closer to grab his coat and fix it. "Don't we have caretakers for this sort of thing?" she asked to no one in particular.

"In here there are cooks, doctors, nurse, psychiatrists, therapists, scientists, cleaning ladies, handymen, accountants, lots of guards and a receptionist." Harvey offered. "None of them qualifies for fitting tuxes."

"There." Emilia sat her finishing touch on the bowtie. "Now don't loose your temper." She instructed. "Each of us have three runs of sedatives with us, any signs of trouble and we use them, you don't want that, to much and you could be sleeping for a month."

Harvey nodded seriously. "I get it." He said as he without thinking about it lifted a hand to his ear and the little microchup before offering Kerrigan an appreciating glance. "Does this make you my date for the evening?" he asked in jest.

"If any-one asks yeas." Kerrigan told. "We have decided to aim at not raising a riot and not having people ask questions, trying to look as normal as possible, if someone recognises you we say that you are on a trial parol for good behaviour and as I said, I am your date, the guards whom are not in Tux's will be well out of sight, no video cameras nor photo cameras are allowed inside the theatre building this evening, the press is excluded, it is going to be hush hush."

"And Bruce arranged all that?" Harvey asked stunned.

"He is a very powerful man your friend." Kerrigan nodded. "Outside is holding the limousine with stained glass so people can't see, it will drive all the way up to a back entrance so we can go directly into our seats."

"It's really all planned out to the last detail isn't it?" Harvey asked slightly amused.

"Of cause." Kerrigan nodded without showcasing as much as a smile.

Harvey smiled friendly at her. "You probably expect five different escapes attempts and me loosing my temper so bad that it will take all of you to hold me down."

"That is correct." Kerrigan nodded again.. there really was no tiptoing around anything at all with this woman.

"Not tonight." Harvey promised. "Tonight it's all about just relaxing and enjoying the evening."

Kerrigan looked at him in a way that clearly showed that she didn't believe him at all, again, no tip-toing around with this woman, she was dead serious and highly suspicious over this expedition.

"Well, if the lady would allow me." Harvey at last offered her an arm.

Kerrigan didn't even move to take it.

"You are my date aren't you?" Harvey asked. "Don't you have to play out the part? I promise I wont loose my temper and hurt you."

"That's not what I am afraid of." Kerrigan murmured starring at the arm, before at last with a deep sigh accepting.

"Of cause not, you can beat me up in less than a minute." Harvey chuckled, which only made Kerrigan look even more sternly out in the air.

"Why can't you relax?" Harvey asked. "Your making me ill at ease."

"I'm working." was the precise response.

"At least try and relax miss Kerrigan." Harvey asked of her as they walked down the hall way. "Please."

Kerrigan hesitated. "Why you certainly do seem relaxed." she commented. "To relaxed..."

Harvey chuckled. "This may sound weird, but this is a fact I really like about you." Harvey started to friendly chit chat as they walked. "Your honesty, blunt true honesty, you always know precisely where Emilia Kerrigan stands, no hiding, no need for second guessing, no pretence." he went on. "At first I thought you were very cold, but now when I am used to it it's wonderful, you are a rock Miss Kerrigan, reliable as they come. all though you may want to hold a bit back on your opinions in finer circles, some people tend to take every little thing to heart, and strong people who doesn't hide around the bush scares some people."

"Well." Kerrigan responded. "Time have taught me the same lesson you said, to be honest may give minus points when I start somewhere new, but it never takes to long before it pays off, and it keeps paying on in the long run. Respect is something you earn you know, and it's invaluable in a city like this. In a work like this."

"That's a wise philosophy." Harvey nodded. "How did you come by it?"

"I try to learn from my mistakes." at last Kerrigan seemed to ease a bit up. "Believe it or not, when I was younger I lied a lot, and it always caught up with me, plus the lies became bigger and bigger before they crashed down, I was caught in my own lies in a dirty world, never again, I experienced people who lied to me, tried to make things sound better than they were, and I wish I could just smack them now and let them tell me the honest truth."

"You had a rough childhood?" Harvey asked.

"Grew up in this city." Kerrigan shrugged. "The lower districts, like most others, lots of drug addicts, lots of crime gangs, you learn a lot from that and either become one of the crime spreaders, join them and work with them for survival or do something honourable, which means you are going to fight against them."

"like becoming a prison guard?" Harvey asked bemused.

"It's not like anyone could found my college bill, besides I was to old for college ones I got probably straightened out and had my revelation that I wanted to be honourable." Kerrigan told. "So I just took what-ever programme which would have me."

"So you are telling me, that you were one of the people, most likely to end up in some sort of dishonest position, but then decided to life honourable?" Harvey asked genuinely impressed."Clawing your way out?"

"No, I were into bad business and decided to do something else Mr. Dent." Kerrigan responded. "I know that people can change, both for the better and worse, but I also know that my job right now is to help keeping the city safe, and you know what? that's gratifying. I know what I am now, a guard, and it's reliving to be able to tell that to people."

"They called me squeaky clean." Harvey sighed. "And I threw it all away, it's definitely not gratifying having to explain that to people."

At last it seemed like Kerrigan was softened up as they reached the car. "You really are in unusally good health today Mr. Dent." she commented.

"Why shouldn't I be?" Harvey asked as the door car door was opened with them. "Getting to be just a little outside of the asylum is reliving enough, but to also be treated to a play in company with a fine lady, it promises to be the best night of my life, and please. It's Harvey."

"I can't do that Mr. Dent." Kerrigan shook her head. "If someone comes and asks, then of cause, and I am Emilia as you know, but please, lets make sure we are all back to normal tomorrow."

"Yeah." Harvey sighed defeated ones again reaching for his left ear and the little chip forcing his worse half to sleep. "Right."