The Following week was a blur to Becca. All she knew was that she, Jervis and Jonathan were back in Arkham. She couldn't sleep, she wouldn't eat and she didn't speak at all.

Two weeks went by and nothing changed. She finally showed some emotion during the end of the second week. Actually, she showed a lot of emotion.

It happened during one of their group therapy sessions. Becca had merely glanced at the open office door and then looked away again. Her head snapped up when she processes what she'd just seen.

Arnold Whesker was being brought into the asylum by Robin.

Robin.

Anger and Hatred sparked inside Becca and she leapt to her feet and ran out of the office. Ignoring Dr. Leland's voice telling her to come back, she ran towards Robin, who had stopped walking, and punched him in the face when he turned around.

Robin staggered backwards and held his hands to his bleeding nose. Becca kicked him in the stomach and then the groin; he doubled over and fell to his knees.

"You fucking bastard!" Becca yelled at him as two security guards came and held her back. "You're a fucking murderer!"

"What the hell are you talking about?" Robin wheezed as he got to his feet.

"You took a life when you attacked me!" she yelled, unaware that they now had an audience of patients and staff members. "I was pregnant, you dumb fuck!"

The entire asylum became silent.

"H-huh?"

Becca's breaths were fast and harsh. "Jesus Christ, are you dumb and deaf? Read my lips: I. Was. Pregnant. I was on my way back from the doctors after finding out I was going to have a daughter," She had to pause for breath. "But you and your god-damned steel toe boots killed her! What the fuck do you think all the blood was from?!" She spat, finally breaking free and kicking him in the head. She kicked his spine and heard a sickening crunch. She stepped on his hand and heard the third and fourth fingers of his right hand break. There was another crack as she kicked him in the side; at least three ribs had been broken. The guards got a hold of her before she could do anything else.

"You owe me a life!" Becca shrieked at the now-unconscious sidekick. She screamed and screamed until her throat felt it had been rubbed raw. Becca had screamed herself hoarse. All of her furious energy drained out of her and her eyes rolled up into the back of her head, and then everything went black.

A/N: Yeah, she's pissed. The emergency room will be lucky if they can revive Robin.