"So Harve." Jervis was ones again sitting with his tea in the re-creation room. "How was our little day trip to wonderland."

Harvey swallowed. "It was.. wonderful." he admitted.

"Please, tell me more." Jervis insisted. "Wonderland is such a amazing place, I was there ones, oh yeas I was there, I would be willing to do anything to return."

"What can I say?" Harvey asked. "For the first time since all of this began.. perhaps even before this, I wasn't afraid of loosing my temper, of being the bad guy, I could laugh with Bruce, I could just watch the show, I even think I made Emilie smile."

"Emilie.." Jervis asked. "Another lady, oh what wondrous marvels, is she pretty? Is she an Alice? Some-one who can see the wonders and be a part of the fairytale."

"If you really must know she's down to earth and realistic." Harvey told growing nervous.

"But do we care now?" Jervis asked. "Does she care for you, does Brucy? Have this wonderland evening brought hope into their hearts? Perhaps into your heart?" he asked. "That's what I love about fairy tales, they are made out of hope, the world becomes so much better with them. Only a life lived on fairytales is worth living really." Jervis sighed.

Harvey swallowed raising his hand to his ear, feeling the sweat start to form on his neck. "What are you saying?" Harvey asked.

"The fairy tale has ended, that's what." Jervis stated annoyed. "It was supposed to last till last evening, that was the deal, you are still all calm."

"Please." Harvey pleaded. "I can handle this, nothing happened, I'm fine! Actually, I'm better than I ever have been before!"

"A deal is a deal." Jervis told. "As I was robbed off my wonderland, to find out I wasn't allowed to life there for-ever, so must you. It's over."

"No!" Harvey felt down on his knees. "Please no! I'll do anything! Anything you want! Just don't take it back! I need it!"

"What can you possible do I want?" Jervis asked.

"If I'm healthy, they have to let me out! I can make a comeback, be an important man again! I will have the support of Bruce Wayne, and I will support you, have your back!" Harvey pleaded. "You'll have your lab and your founding's, all the protection needed, without having to run from the law! Please, what-ever you do, don't let him back out! He's dangerous! He has no trouble hurting people, everyone! Children and women, he relies on the stupid chance."

"You mean you have no trouble hurting people. I did nothing to you! All I did was shutting down your anger related emotions" Jervis grinned. "What makes you better than the Joker? You are lost in wonderland Dent!" and his hand swiftly reached for Harveys ear and a little crack sounded, giving Harvey just a tiny electrical shock.. but what came after was overwhelming, the burning sensation in his chest, the flaming rage taking over all of his body, every little inch, blinding was it, overwhelming, and all aimed at who-ever just happened to be in the way.

"You little!" Harvey sneered lounging for Jervis and colliding with him so the tea cup Jervis had formerly held felt down and crashed on the floor, Jervis gasping shocked at the sudden attack. "I'll break every little bone in your body, I swear!" he yelled squeezing Jervis's hand around, making Jervis gasp in pain. "I shall enjoy this!" Two-face laughed loudly. "Trying to work together to kill me off like that? You little twerp!" he kicked Jervis across the room. "Your dead Hatter!" he lounged for the scrawny scientist, fully intending to strangle the man.

"TWO-FACE!" Several voices suddenly shouted, and a couple of hands grabbed Harvey.

"GOT OFF! GET OFF ME I SAY! HE'S MINE!" Two-face yelled going for Jervis's throat.

Only to have a firm hand grab his fist, and Harvey turned around to teach that person who dared to interfere a lesson, his fist raising towards a woman's face, and then flinged the unfortunate guard across the room, first then did Two-face realize.. "Ms Kerrigan.." he halted, it was only for half a second, but it was enough for the rest of the guards to overthrow him. "Get off, get of me I say!" he sneered and turned in the gripes in a try to get away.

Slowly Kerrigan came walking towards them as she painfully rubbed her neck. "So it happened at last. " she murmured. "Mr. Dent, calm down!" she demanded. "You know the rules, isolation."

"Isolation." Two-face mimicked in a mocking tone. "Little bitch, thinks she's oh so important."

Kerrigan was unimpressed and took it in surprisingly cold strides, ones again back in a situation she knew how to deal with, detached and professional. "Take him boys." She commanded pulling out a pair of keys.

"THINK YOUR ALL SO SMART!" Two-face yelled loudly fighting his useless fight of getting out. "I GET YOU! ALL OF YOU!"

And finally he was forced in a straight jacket and pushed into an isolation cell, the only little peek whole being the small bared window in the door. "COME BACK HERE AND FIGHT!" Two-face yelled at the guards who was now walking away.. only one remained, his personal guy who was always supposed to be there for special occasions, but Two-face couldn't see her. She had slunked down in front of the door and was sitting some-where beneath the window. "YOU BITCH!" Two-face yelled.

"Calm yourself Mr. Dent." Sounded a stern voice from underneath.

"I'm not Mr. Goodie good, I'm Two-face!" he yelled back at her.

"Same person same difference." Was the respond. "I don't buy that Jekyll and Hyde thing."

"I GET TO YOU! I GET YOU I SWEAR!"

"You know, you had me fooled there for a while." At last Kerrigan stood up so Two-face could see, and he couldn't help but fell the shame as her left eye was taking a nasty blue tinge after the hit. "You had me stumble and think you perhaps could be decent again. I am so disappointed, didn't take long did it."

"Emilie.. I.." Two-face swallowed; he couldn't get his eyes of her nasty blue eye he had given her. "I'm sorry. I can't control.."

"It's Kerrigan! And stop hiding behind the idea that you are two-persons, handing your own mistakes to someone fake, that's bullshit!" Kerrigan rolled her eyes. "It would be so nice for me to tell myself that it wasn't me who went out drinking and going on drugs, but the sad fact is that it was! And it was you who hit me and started a riot."

"THEN WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO?" Two-face yelled.

"I don't know, install a boxing sack in your cell or something. I'm not a doctor, ask your psychiatrists, you have plenty of them!"

"Boxing sack?" Two-face was so surprised by the answer that he had to halt for a minor moment.

"For your temper." Kerrigan shrugged.

"Don't you think if it was that simple it would have been done a long time ago?" Two-face asked.

"I don't know, I'm not a doctor!" Kerrigan exclaimed. "God, why do you keep coming to me with your inner struggles, don't you have doctors for that?"

"You don't tiptoe around the subject as if I am an imbecile!"

They both silenced. "I thought you deserved better." Kerrigan than at least murmured. "I still do, you were honest with me instead of trying to tell me something different, some nicer alternative truth, I just tried to return the favour."

Harvey had calmed surprisingly much down and now looked sadly at her. "I really am sorry, I don't know what came over me."

"You lost your temper." Was the simple answer. "You always loose your temper."

"How can I stop it?"

"You can't, it's not right! That's how two-face got created in the first place! It's just suppressing the anger, you are fighting yourself! And that's the problem aint it? Can't you see that?"

"Two-face is evil."

"There is no two face, only you." Kerrigan muttered. "The way I see it the only way to move on is to accept that."

"How?"

"Ask your doctor." Emilie sighed. "Don't you get it, I am not a doctor, I'm just a guard with a dirty back story."

"If you ask me." Harvey hesitated. "That makes you more qualified that any of those doctors, they never tried how hard it can be, they never had to fight like this.. What can I do?"

Kerrigan sighed. "Set yourself a goal and pursue it with all of you might, every time you get weak, remember your goal and go for it. That's the only way I know of."

"You make it sound so simple." Harvey shook his head.

"Damn." Kerrigan snapped her finger a little annoyed. "I didn't mean to, it is damn hard. No short cuts there."

Harvey sighed. "Thank you for being such and honest rock."

Kerrigan didn't answer.. starting to fell a little ashamed that she had allowed to open herself up that much.

"You should go and have someone look at your eye." Harvey commented. "I'm calm now."

"I can see that." Emilie nodded. "All right, I see you before I go home Mr. Dent." She turned around.

"You think I can make it?" Harvey suddenly asked.

Emilie halted. "I don't know." She answered before hesitating. "I hope so." And then walked down the hall way towards the little infirmary within the asylum.

"Please." Harvey stood in front of Jervis, his head hung low and his shoulders lowered. "Help me, I'll do anything!"

"Hm, interesting, interesting indeed." The hatter rubbed his chin. "Well, I suppose another bot could be arranged, all though it wouldn't work for long.. not long at all, that's the trouble with wonderland, you always have to wake up! Over and over."

"Can you, or can you not get this under control?" Harvey hissed annoyed.

"You sure you don't need to flip on that?" Jervis asked.

Harvey hissed.

"Hah! I knew it! You were never a bad one to begin with, every time you stand in a compromising situation you just flip and then blame the coin! Hah! That's funny, that's wonderland!"

"You little twerp!" ones again Harvey was succumbed to mindless violence as he grabbed for Jarve's collar.. and ones again.. quickly and swiftly a hand moved to behind Harvey's ear.. making Harvey halt, and all the temper, all the anger miraculously ooze out of him.

"Now we are back for real." Jervis grinned. "And now you know what you have to loose."

"You.. you planned this from the start?" Harvey asked.

"I gave you back sanity, is that not a charity worth making me a saint?" Jervis asked. "Those bots, they don't hold for long, each emotion it dulls down, each time you would have gotten an anger fitt or an annoyed feeling, it burns out. If you want to have them keep coming, you better make yourself deserved for it!" Jervis stated triumphantly.

Harvey sighed deeply closing his eyes. "What do you want?" he asked.

"Oh, I am still figuring it out." Jervis tiptoed. "All though, I am quite sure you'll be of more use outside of these walls than inside, go to those doctors, show how healthy you are. Then we can talk." He smiled broadly showcasing his massive overbid for what it was. "Oh, and make sure to make up with your Alice." He nodded.

Harvey's head turned to view the guards and just managed to catch a glimpse of Kerrigan who was in conversation with one of the other guards and then quickly his head snapped back.

"Her.." Jervis looked Harvey over the shoulder. "Oh I shouldn't be surprised, it's not like that many women who aren't old doctors is available in here.. interesting."

"Keep away from her hatter." Harvey demanded. "She's just a guard doing her job, and we are not." He shook his head. "I don't fell that way about her at all, that is wrong."

"Then what do you fell?" Jervis asked as if he was only mildly interested.

"I enjoy to talk to her, and that's all." Harvey stated firmly. "Any real lady to talk to is reliving."

"To true, to true." Jervis sighed. "That is, if they even want to talk back to you." He muttered in a bitter tone. "They are not all Alice, unfortunately."

"That's where you're wrong." Harvey muttered as he side glanced at the guards ones again-

there was more than just Emilie as a female guard, he just didn't know the name of any of them and hadn't talked to any of them more than a few sentences at most., but they were there, the woman who looked liked she had some eastern blood in her vains if you should judge from the black smooth hear and slightly askew eyes, there was her with long curly light brown hair and very friendly eyes, and Emilie was talking to a red head with short smart hair and shart distinctive features.

"There are people who looks like women but they are not." He stated bitterly thinking of that horrible woman, Candice was her name, who had been Thornes henchwoman, and that dreaded poison Ivy, none of which were women in his opinion, but then his face turned more soft. "The rest, they are all Alice, they are all able to stuff you back in wonderland, it's just a matter of who is first to get under your skin." He stated sadly his mind turning to much more pleasant imagery of kind women, many women he had known or shortly talked to, who would never do any harm if they could avoid it.

"That's an interesting theory, an interesting theory indeed." Jervis commented rubbing his chin in a thoughtful manner. "I must look into that at a later time. There's potential there."

And Harvey swallowed, starting to question what he had gotten himself into.

Jervis's plan how-ever, turned out to be mostly flawless. The doctors were amazed by Harvey Dent's speedy recovery, it didn't take more than a week before there were speaks of early parole and tries for face operation, and a month gone by people were starting to take the change as good words. Emilie, even though being reluctant and doubtful, showed her admiration in the progress, offering him an encouring smile now and then as she walked her rounds in the late evening to check everyone was back in their cells, just as she was walking past one evening Harvy stopped her by talking directly to her. "You shouldn't be wasted in here." Harvey told that evening as he was sitting all alone in his cell.

Emilie stopped up right in front of the bars and turned her head to regard him with an amused look. "Oh, you have better ideas?" she asked. "Other than becoming a full time dish-washer?"

Harvey regard her back with a slight smile though calculating eyes. "Perhaps I do." he hesitated before he cleared his throat. "When I get out, I want to become a viable member of society again, I want to continue my work cleaning up the city, it shouldn't be so easy for people like Thorne to collect gang members, I've been there at the bottom now, we need to stop people before they go to far, like you we can stop it so instead of people joining gangs and become crime lords they do something decent, some-one must work for that, I want to do what-ever it takes." Harvey hesitated. "I will need an assistant, someone I can trust, someone who knows about me, and know my mood swings so that person can avoid future incidental mistakes, who can keep me in check should the worst happen, without letting emotions and pity get in the way, a person whom I know for sure has no trouble looking at this face without wincing, a person who knows. Someone who's strong enough for the pressure, to stand up for a one time criminal, who's level headed and realistic, talking truth to me. Who can stand for what I want to stand for." He peered out through the bars. "If I could have who-ever pick.., I know who I want."

M's Kerrigan seemingly tried to hide her smile, but it was of no use, she was genuinely smiled.

"You would like that right?" Harvey asked. "Becoming some-one."

"Oh that's not what I smiled of." Kerrigan shook her head. "You said when I get out of the asylum and back to being decent, not if." she pointed out. "That's wonderful."

"So you wouldn't be interested in a carrier change?" Harvey asked.

Kerrigan hesitated slightly. "It would be breathtakingly amazing to take such a leap, become someone so important.. being able to make a difference, I want to clean up the city to." Emilie admitted. "People who started out as I did don't even have the right to dream of such a position. It would be very foolish to say no."

Harvey regarded her warily. "Is that a yeas or no?" he asked.

"Of cause I would do it." Kerrigan swallowed. "I just hope you realize what I am, I don't know anything about politics, or rules, or paper work, or how to behave up in the upper class, how to talk to people, I wouldn't know how to talk to the press, no nothing!"

"Then I teach you!" Harvey stated surely. "You should probably learn about law." He started fuming.

"What? Excuse me?" Kerrigan asked stunned. "I never even finished high school, how could I learn about law?"

"Set yourself a goal and go straight for it." Harvey flashed a slight grin. "The salary will be worth the extra afford, I promise you." He swore. "I own a lot of law books." Harvey told. "It's all in my own apartment, and it should be untouched from when I left and became admitted.." he halted and then silenced.

"You haven't seen that place for a long time have you?" Emilie asked.

"It was on the day of my election campaign." Harvey admitted. "It seemed so much like a day like any other." And then he cleared his throat. "I hope you are not shy of reading and memorizing, I think we start out light." He scribbled something down on a piece of paper and slipped it through the bars. "Take these in my apartment and read them, memorize as much as you can, I will have to question you regularly. And perhaps essays will be a good thing to, in that way the things sticks better in the mind."

"Four law books is light?" Kerrigan asked stunned looking at the paper and four book titles, which all sounded very complicated and unlike anything she had ever seen.

"It's going to be really hard, as everything else." Harvey admitted. "You are a rock, ms Kerrigan, I will do all I can to transform you into a diamond with cutting edges. The world wont stand a chance against you ones you are out there."

"Are we permitted to do this?" Kerrigan asked stunned.

At that Harvey's smile cracked through. "The psychiatrists even says that's it's really good for my recovery!" he told. "You forget, this is a choice I made without relaying in chance, which was enough to send my doctor into a state of ecstasy in happiness and let me do what I wanted, you only need to go ask for my apartment key at the accountant, I allowed it. It should have been put in a envelop for you."

"You planned it all?" Kerrigan asked. "What made you think I would say yeas?"

"I had no idea you would." Harvey admitted. "But I was praying and begging for it."

Kerrigan sighed. "Why does it fell like I am breaking my own rules with you?" she asked.

"Trust me, you are not, we are having a healthy working relationship, and that's why I want to keep you close as an assistant in the future." Harvey stated firmly. "When we are done, Harvard students and leading politicians will have nothing on you."

"Boy could I end up needing that." Emilie muttered. "I mean, all it would take is one single back ground check to make me look bad."

"And you think that's something?" Harvey asked sitting down leaning back resting his scared head on his arms using them as a pillow. "I am the one you are going to represent."

Kerrigan blinked, and then swallowed. "My life just became so complicated."

"M's Emilie Kerrigan, you don't know the meaning of complicated yet."

And it all continued going so well, all feeling like a wonderful dream. Harvey felt like his own self again, chatting with all of the guards, laughing with the doctors, couching Kerrigan.. only one shadow seemed to be present.

"Enjoying Wonderland are we?" Jervis Tetch interrupted ones again. "Loving every second are we?" he asked throwing a new nano bot up and down in the air catching it in his hand. "For another couple of days in fairy tale land." He told swiftly exchanging the two bots, wrinkling his nose at the one now in his hand. "Hm, almost burned out." He observed.

"If you got more.. Technology, more founding, real founding, couldn't you make them last longer?" Harvey asked.

And the British mans big smile broadened. "Perhaps." He almost laughed. "With more founding, a lot more founding." lazedly he looked at his nails. "So when's that face operation?"

"I been meaning to ask about that.." Harvey hesitated. "They would discover.. the bot."

"Yeas of cause they would." Jervis rolled his eyes, before he grinned. "That is, if the bot is there." He grinned. "Ones it's off, it is untraceable."

"But I need it there!" Harvey exclaimed.

"Correction, you need it there." Jervis let it linger. "When you are awake."

Harvey silenced, and then blinked. "What is your plan?" he asked.

"When the time comes Harve, when the times come." Jervis nodded with his grin fully in place. "Your old pale the hatter will be there to help." Tetch promised. "So you do think it's soon time for trying that again?" he asked.

"Well, with the bots I'm fine right?" Harvey asked. "Right."

Jervis's grin didn't alter at all as he looked up at Harvey. "Riiiiiight." He responded.

This time where Bruce Wayne was lead down the hall ways of Arkham asylum the picture was a little bit different. Kerrigans strides weren't as sure, her eyes not as clear and her back not quite as straightly.. frankly she looked a messy. "A pleasure to see you Bruce, how long has it been, three months?"

"The play was July, it is now November, four months." Bruce corrected.

"Fells like four years." Kerrigan muttered messaging her neck.

"Are you all right?" Bruce asked slightly concerned.

"I have not slept, for three months!" Kerrigan admitted. "Mr. Dent reminds me why it felt so easy to quit school when I was young, fortunately I now know that was stupid."

Bruce halted and then looked wondering at her. "Excuse me?" he asked.

"Oh, I'm sorry, didn't you hear?" Kerrigan asked. "As a part of his healing program Mr. Dent has been allowed to act like a teacher sharing his knowledge with me about the law and politics of Gotham." She looked apologizing at Bruce. "I though you knew."

"Really?" Bruce asked. "How is that going?"

"Well, I suppose." Kerrigan hesitated. "Mr. Dent seems to enjoy being able to torture me, he's always happy to see me, and is not shy of correcting me making sure I learn it all probably, there does not go a day by when I don't have home-work!"

Stunned Bruce observed her. "You don't say?" a tinge of amusement sneaking up in his voice. "Is that part of the reason for this recovery I heard so much about?" he asked genuinely interested.

"Honestly.. maybe, I don't know." Kerrigan told looking up at Bruce. "You see, it all ready started all the way back at the performance, he had one single fit the day after, and since then." Defeated Kerrigan lifted her arms. "Nothing!"

"And your conclusion is what?" Bruce asked sternly.

"I've spend days and hours with that man now, he is so stable." Kerrigan told. "Never angry, never bitter, never annoyed, not even the one night I fell a sleep on the couch at home so I didn't manage to read the chapter I was supposed to, if anything, his lack of anger is the unnerving part, but even then.. he's so calm." She finished. "So in control."

"It can't be right." Bruce thummed. "Something has to be wrong."

"I don't know Mr. Wayne." Kerrigan shook her head. "I wont pretend that I do, I just do my.. jobs."

"Jobs?" Bruce asked.

"I'm a guard, apparently I am now also a object for a patients therapy, I keep you updated with me observations, and I am studying to one day be able to work with the higher class of Gotham, I don't have the energy to do more than that." Was the prompt response.

"You are growing more out spoken." Bruce commented as they started to walk.

"You people force me to." Kerrigan muttered a little annoyed.

"So you think that face operation is a good idea to try again now?" Bruce asked.

"I don't know, ask a doctor!" Kerrigan returned probably a little bit more loud and annoyed than she had intended.

"Please, I want to hear your opinion."

Kerrigan sighed deeply. "I want him to have it." She finally admitted. "That's all I fell about it, we are here Mr. Wayne." She stopped up in front of the familiar door. "He's uncuffed and alone as you requested, I'll be right out here outside with sedatives, call if something happens, you got twenty five minutes, and if he as much as suggest that you test me in a pop quiz about law, tell him no!" she muttered opening the door. "You got a visitor Mr. Dent." She called inside as Bruce stepped through.

And inside were Harvey looking remarkable well. "Bruce." He greeted pleasantly. "M's Kerrigan did you read your chapters."

"Of cause I did." Kerrigan murmured. "And you can ask me about them later." She finished closing the door after Bruce.

With a stern calculating gaze Bruce observed Harvey. "It was your own idea to teach her?" he asked frowning slightly.

"Yeas." Harvey nodded.

Slowly Bruce walked in to take a side oppsite Harvey so they sat on each their side of the wooden table ones again. "And you decided to do it based upon what?" Bruce then asked.

"It just felt right." Harvey told. "And honestly, at last it fells like I am doing something, it's the best choice I ever made."

"Choice?" Bruce halted. "You didn't.. I mean." Bruce fidgeted in his pocket and drew a silver coin to lay it on top of the table, calculating looking at Harvey as if he was judging each and every-one of Harvey's movements. "So you are also going to teach her in litterature, or perhaps a langeuts?" he asked.

Harvey eyed the coin, slowly his hand lifted and laid on top of the coin before he pushed it back over to Bruce and let go. "I think the law is quite enough for now, she never tried anything like it, never studied like this before, perhaps later we can move on to some history, that I always felt practical when making a case, any case."

Bruce frowned at Harvey who still looked just as relaxed and then looked down on the coin laying so innocently right in front of him, which he slowly picked up and stuffed back in his pocket.. Harvey had won the hardest test of all, he hadn't succumbed to the temptation that had ruled his life for the last few years, and Bruce put one of his many masks' on in order to make the conversation more comfortable, the mask of pleasantry as he spoke in a friendly tone. "Now, you aren't driving her to hard are you?" Bruce asked his friend who was sitting relaxed in a wooden chair. "She's only human."

"Despite what seems to be the popular belief, every miracle was created by hard work." Harvey told in a light smile. "She's doing very well, I think you expect bigger things from that one."

"Speaking of miracles." Bruce commented also leaning back in a more relaxing manner. "I hear you are doing exceptionally well."

Harvey smiled a little nervously raising a hand to his hear. "Well, I am glad people are saying that." He responded. "I fell better."

"I even heard they were about to schedule another hospital trip." Bruce continued

"Really?" Harvey asked surprised. "Since when?"

"Oh, it's a recent rumor." Bruce told leaning back. "Some people around seems to believe that you have made yourself deserving, almost half a year without a prison break, or even prison break attempt, someone seems to think you deserve an early christmas present."

"That's one hell of an expensive present." Harvey lifted an eyebrow.

"Money is no issue, it never was." Bruce told. "But lets talk about something else, read some more Shakespeare?"

"I didn't have the time believe it or not." Harvey told. "I've been brushing up on my own law schooling, so I can teach it. Oddly enough, it's actually a lot more interesting than what I remember."

"So, considering becoming a teacher?" Bruce asked.

"I don't know, maybe." Harvey shrugged. "I must admit I enjoy it, I fell like I am worth something again. What-ever that will help me be the most help to the city, I have a lot to answer for."

At that Bruce looked stunned at him. "You do that?" he asked. "Your planning to go out and regain your life?"

At that Harvey captured Bruce's eyes, and then smiled as he nodded surely. "Yeas, I know what I want, I want my life back, and now I am going for it."

Emilie wasn't even surprised that no trouble had happened what-so ever when the twenty-five minutes had passed by, and she just gently opened to door to tell the two chatting men that their time was over, she even saw them warmly exchange handshakes, and Harvey willingly sat down in his chair to wait for her to come back to him.

"And he is like that all the time?" Bruce asked.

"Yeas." Kerrigan answered. "Strangely uplifting isn't it?"

"It's to odd to be right." Bruce frowned. "It can't be."

"Please Mr. Wayne, lighten up, take some of the good things life throws at you ones in a while." Kerrigan yawned deeply trying to hide it beneath her hand.

"I suppose your right." Bruce nodded. "Keep your schedule open next weekend."

"huh, for what?" Kerrigan asked in deep wonder.

"Harvey is going on a trip to the hospital, I think it would be healthy for him if your there as well."

Emilie starred wide-eyed at Bruce. "You mean?" she asked.

"I think he earned another chance." Bruce nodded.

As if the world just wanted to set the mood on hope, it was the very first weekend of December, and it was snowing, here and there there was shining lights from the windows, small plastic trees in the windows.

And Kerrigan along with three other guards was left to basically carry Harvey Dent from the prison vain to the hospital. "Tell me again." Erick one of the stronger guards grunted. "Exactly how did Harley Quinn manage to get ten sedatives and stuff them in Mr. Dent?" he asked.

"I don't know." Emilie responded.

"And why did we decide to take Dent any-way?"

"Because it's hard to schedule on such a short notice, to not go would be the same as wasting all of Wayne's money." Emilie replied a bit tiredly. "Paragraph C in the rules of private hospitals clearly states that ones a schedule has been set up, thus the hospital is spending time and resources, there is no refunding, and the patient not showing up is a fault of the patient himself or the patients associates, thus they have to pay full price, no loop holes."

"That law thing is becoming you." Erick muttered.

"Is it any wonder?" Emilie asked. "I havn't sat down and seen as much as one single television episode since this deal started." She stated as they finally came inside where they could lay their highly sedatived prisoner on a bed with wheels so the doctor could take over and get Harvey to the right place.

"Weird." Emilie muttered.

"What is it?" Erick asked her.

"You should have thought that Mr. Wayne would be around for this." She noted messaging her sore neck. "If for nothing else, so Mr. Dent have a friendly face to wake up to."

"Or an exstra pair of eyes to watch out for trouble." Erick commented. "You know what happened last time."

Emilie nodded. "Yeas, come on lets go." They all followed the doctors to the operation room, and was then just left outside. Emilie let out a deep breath. "This is it." She commented resting a hand on her hand gun, peering in through the window.

The other guards nodded but looked aware, as if they were exspecting a sneak attack any second.

"They are putting him under sedation." Emilie informed the others as she looked through the window. "I hope his system can take it, now he's completely under.. they have the knife.. and…. "quickly Emilie turned around so she was facing away from the window and she did look a little extra pale and shocked. "They are cutting in him all right."

All the other guards look stunned at her, and then blinked. "It's really happening?" one asked.

"Looks like it doesn't it?" Emilie asked.

The other nodded.. and they were all left in complete silence with their hands on the guns, looking over their shoulders, listening for any sound.. through the window they could see the sun slowly going down, indicating it was past noon. And.. They were still there as the sun rose up ones more, and because of the month, that meant it was almost noon again.

Emilie hadn't even noticed, but she was standing up sleeping as Bruce Wayne approached. "Good Morning officers." The rich man greeted smacking Emilie out of her snooze. "How are we doing?"

"We are starved and exhausted." Another guard commented. "Please tell us you brought Coffee mr. Wayne, sir."

Emilie nodded drowsily.

"I'm sorry, I didn't quite think of that." Bruce looked apologizing at them. "But you can all have lunch on me, it would be my pleasure."

"Unfortunately we are working." Emilie yawned. "It seems like this is taking longer than what anyone thought."

Just then the door opened slightly, and a doctor peered through. "We are done." He told. "For now. What Mr. Dent needs now is plenty of rest and time to healing, he'll be staying here of cause, and the bandages should be ready to come off in time for Christmas."

"So it's over." Bruce nodded at all of the guards. "Time for you to go home, go to La remence and have lunch on me, I call and explain the situation."

"That sounds expensive." Emilie remarked. "You really are to kind for your own good Mr. Wayne, I suppose I will see you one of the days up here." Emilie yawned.

"You'll visit often?" Bruce asked.

"I am still his number one assigned guard plus one of his therapy remedies, I'll come five out of the weeks seven days." Emilie muttered. "And I'm sorry, but he's still a patient of Arkham asylum which means at least one guard at all time, fortunately it's not me, I am going home to sleep for two days straight."

"Good night." Bruce greeted her.

"Night." Emilie responded in a deep yawn. "Good luck with it all."