Wow guys. Sorry about that horrible cliffhanger and the wait... my camp is intense and I still have a week left. This chapter is the shortest one and I would totally add to it, but I just can't... I am way to stressed. I just want to thank InkShaper, SARAHBABE215, easyl0ve, the two Guests, and DEVISATOS. You guys are ALL awesome and I hope I can get inspired or have time to update!

-yesiamweird

"2-11 with a 2-17 and two 4-19 on scene at 601 4th street, at J.R.W. Suits and Ties."

I picked up my radio the second I heard the address and screamed into the device, "10-4, I am on my way now!"

From the confused look in my partner's eye he hadn't figured out in the short about of time I pulled the car out of the watch spot why I was in such a hurry. "Hey, we're supposed to be looking out for speeders right now!" My partner complained as I hit a speed of 75 going down the street. "What the hell are you-"

"That's where Maggie works, damnit! God damnit, she fucking works there and there are two dead bodies on scene!" I never thought I would be this on edge during my second week on the job, but Maggie was my best friend. She was all I had left in the world and I promised her from the day I met her that I would protect her…Batman was gone, my parents, the old me, everything was gone except for Margaret.

My entire body seemed to shake starting from my hands griping onto the steering wheel for dear life to my arms and throughout my chest down my spine and through my legs and feet. As I raced through the street I imagine I was playing my xbox racing game. I thought for a brief moment when Mag would yell at me complaining the TV was loud for her liking. I always responded back that one day I would drive like this she'd be on the sidewalk telling me to be quiet.

What would I give to hear Maggie screaming at me like always. For once, I honestly wanted to hear her nagging…

I practically threw myself out of the car, almost forgetting to put the gear into park just before I exited. Two other police cars had already been parked in the front of the store with their lights flashing just like mine along with two Gotham ambulances on scene. "Maggie!?" I called running into the shop panicking for a moment when I didn't see a woman in sight. "Margaret!?" I yelled again while a cop on the scene turned to me.

"What are you doing here, son?" He hushed me and pulled me to the side, but I refused to cooperate. "Officer, what are you-"

"Margaret. My- my, uh, my girl… she works here." I looked to the side seeing a bloody man in the corner. "Mister, JW…that's her boss…" I walked towards him and then stopped looking down at another dead body right below my feet. He was the second body. There were only two in the call and usually there were four employees working in the store at all times.

I adverted my eyes from the man's broken and cracked head to look at the officer walking to the register on the wall. "Hey! Hey!" My ears perked up and I turned to the cop by the counter, "Miss! Ma'am are you okay?!"

I think I pushed the officer in front of me and the one running towards the counter, I know I pushed him out of the way with a heavy grunt until I made my way towards the body lying motionless on the floor. "Margaret! Damnit!" I picked her up into my arms shaking and attempting to shake her eyelids open to see those green hazel eyes. "Maggie, Maggie, pleaseee!" my voice hinted towards the tears running down my face that I hadn't known fell from my eyes.

I stared into her peaceful face only holding on for dear life at the fact she might still be alive. She had to be. This crazy bitch of mine just had to still be there to bug me in the morning and night and every second I saw her of the day. "Maggie…" I leaned my face into her hair holding tighter than I had before. "Baby please…Mags…" her head rolled to the side of my arms as I pulled her closer into my police uniform.

"Officer! You can't move the dead-"

"SHUT UP! SHE'S NOT DEAD! SHE CAN'T BE!" I screamed loudly almost pretending to hide her in my chest as if she wasn't a part of the crime scene. I'd get in trouble for this. It was only my second week in, and already I was failing miserably and breaking rules and codes. "She's…not…dead…leave us…alone." My voice made its way through grinding teeth and the officer nodded and took off responding to the other men on the scene.

I held my hand over top of Maggie's face touching her gently like a porcelain doll. There was a trickle of blood on her right side of forehead and I quickly wiped the streak of red away from her face. If she was dead than she couldn't be seen looking like a mess. "I'm…" I choked out while my palm found what little warmth in her cheek. "I'm sorry…I couldn't-"

"Mhmm?"

"What?" my heart skipped a beat hearing a vibrating noise underneath my arms. "Maggie!?" My hands tightened around her hold, "Margaret?!"

"Mhmmm," Her eye lids fluttered for a second or two and she opened her mouth so slightly, "Bl-mnnn… Bla-ke?" Her eyes rolled back into her head and I felt my heart stop as her head fell.

"Hey, HEY!" I held her into my lap forcing her into a position where her head could be supported, "Maggie! Don't you do this to me! Don't you dare!"

She smiled gently and I felt her hand pull on my uniform just tucked into my pants and belt. "Bl-ake…" her smile widened revealing her two buck teeth that were no worse than my ears. "Do you…always rescue-" Her voice was a harsh and tearing whisper, "Woman in distress…while on the job?"

I huffed with a half-smile and pressed my forehead against hers. "Still teasing me?"

"Till the day I die," Her hand had found its way to my right ear tugging it outwards even more. "Which won't be today…" She added making me laugh and cry and pull her closer into a hug. "You can't cry…you ne-ver cry…"

I blinked a few moments before pulling back to look at her, "I never lost you." Her cold finger tips traveled lightly down my neck to the bottom of my jaw. "Are you hurt?" I questioned trying to pick her up slowly and carefully.

"My back…he stepped on me…"

"Who did?"

"The robber. There was three…and they-" She stopped talking and then burst into warm salty rivers of tears. "-they killed them! Didn't they!? They killed-"

"Shhhhhh…" I patted her head against my shirt resting my jaw on the top of her frayed blonde hair. "Shhh…don't do that…come on we have to take you to the hospital…shhh." I knew she wouldn't want to go, she didn't even like to go to the doctor for a cold, let alone walk near a hospital. Her fear of them started since the Joker blew Gotham General eight years ago.

She struggled for a second, but I wouldn't give her the opportunity to resist while wrapped in my arms. "Don't look…" I muttered standing up with her legs draped in one arm and her back in the other. She only nodded holding onto the back of my neck with both arms.

"Is the ambulance ready?" I questioned to my partner and he nodded, "Follow me." I snapped walking past the cops taking pictures of the scene and stepped outside.

"Is she hurt?" One of the paramedics asked and I nodded caring her towards the back of the white ambulance.

"Blake…don't leave." Maggie held onto my collar just as I placed her up and into the van. "Don't leave me…"

I took a good look at her long and hard before pulling away. "I'm not." I nodded and then reached for my keys on my belt. "Officer Johnson," I looked to my partner holding the keys out towards him. "Park it at the station. I'll be there in the morning."

He nodded back, "I'll tell them an officer is with a witness, huh? Take care."

I turned back to Maggie still holding with her right hand on my collar. "Come on it won't be that bad." I offered her a smile wiping the dried blood from her forehead yet again. "I'm here. I've always been."

She nodded shaking. "I know…just…" Her breath hitched and she shook away the tears from her face, "I just think it was more than a robbery, Officer Blake…" My eyebrows crossed as I sat by her side on the cot-bed in the back of the van. "Why's that, ma'am?"

She looked up terrified at me and I had to strain myself from not losing my cool right in front of her. "They wanted-"

"Sir were gonna have to-"

"Just shut up will ya!" I raised my hand to the medic on the street and held onto Maggie's arm. "What? What did they want?!"

"They wanted money from the register…and uh, records…our records. All of them…" Her eyes focused into mine, "Why would a bunch of thieves want our records, and then shoot two people…?"

I nodded and stood up, "Don't leave!" I commanded to the paramedic and then marched towards the head officer taking notes.

"Officer Blake, I thought you would be on your way with your girlfriend-"

"Cut it." I snapped forcing the man from earlier to stare at me instead of his notebook. "Listen, she just informed me that they wanted the record books along with the money from the register. See if you can find out what records they were after." I turned to leave and then turned back, "Oh and uh, she's not my girlfriend!"