A/N: It's been forever, I know, and I am SOOOOOOO sorry. But with college starting back up, my brain has woken up from its slumber and is ready to rock'n'roll! I should be updating more often (I say should because I have a few interviews and tryouts coming up) so please be patient with me.
As always, please review and tell me what you think!
~Destiny
Dear Diary,
I don't know how Batman knows Bruce, but I am so grateful to him. I don't know what I was thinking, allowing myself to actually enjoy being a captive for a little while. He's the Joker! He threatened to kill people just to make sure that I would answer a few questions.
Bruce is a very kind man and was able to bring over a few things from my apartment, including my diary. And I absolutely love his butler, Alfred. I've had quite a few conversations with him already about the history of the Waynes. It's very interesting, and I think I'll be able to use it in my novel… If I ever get to write it, that is.
Love,
Quinn- Yes, Quinn. No more Harley.
Dear Diary,
Bruce took me out to dinner. It was a very private affair since I'm in hiding. He bought me a dress and everything though since most of my things are still at home. It was a lovely night. I want to say that we clicked, but that may have been just him being a gentlemen and a friend. I hope it is more. I can really see myself with him.
Love,
Quinn
Dear Diary,
The manor is huge. I explored a little bit today, and I cannot tell you how often I got lost. It was crazy.
Gordon checked up on me today, and I overheard him telling Bruce that the Joker's been looking for me. He won't find me here, though. Bruce and Batman will protect me.
Love,
Quinn
Quinn was lying on the couch in the parlor, reading, when Bruce walked in. By her absence of a reaction, he deduced that she didn't notice that he was there, "Miss Aherly?"
She jumped, "Mr. Wayne! I didn't see you… And I've told you to call me Quinn. I don't like all this formal stuff." She smiled at him, moving over so that he had a place to sit next to her.
He took her subtle invitation and placed a hand on hers, "I know you heard what the commissioner said yesterday about the Joker. Are you all right?"
"I think so… Batman told me that I would be safe here, and Alfred said that you would make sure the manor had great security when you rebuilt it." She paused, "Plus… You make me feel safe, Mr. Wayne. I know that I can trust you with my life even though I don't know you very well. Does that make any sense?"
Bruce smiled at her, "I do, and I love having you stay here. I just wanted to make sure that you were not scared or freaking out when you had no need to."
"He doesn't know where I am, and he'll let us know when he finds out. It's what happened last time. He likes to play with me, I think. He started writing messages and sending flowers… Almost as if he wants me to love him."
"Well he can't have you. I won't allow it." There was another meaning behind his words. Bruce wasn't just trying to reassure her of her safety, but he was trying to tell her that she was his.
Quinn looked into his eyes, "Bruce…" She leaned towards him tentatively, patiently waiting for him to prove her assumption was right.