The next few hours were uneventful. The Rogues were nursing their injuries, Elizabeth had been taken to meet her lawyer and Edward was sitting in his cell contemplating the puzzle that was Elizabeth Howard. She was right, her surprising reactions and emotions to him and the other Rogues were keeping him entertained. The last thing he wanted. Because of Elizabeth he was considering postponing his escape so he could try and solve her. She was a great puzzle; he'd never met another woman quite like her. Even Query and Echo had grown boring and blurred in with all the other henchwomen he could and had hired. Every female cop wanted him locked up and shot at him and, of course, every civilian woman was terrified of him. But not Elizabeth. Elizabeth was…well he found it hard to describe her. She was smart, funny, friendly, brave, difficult, annoying, and hard-headed but what he found most disturbing is that he found her very pretty.

"It looks like you found your Alice," Jervis said unexpectedly.

"What?"

"You have there is no denying it," Jervis waged a finger smirking at him.

"What the hell are you talking about Jervis?"

"Elizabeth," he short blonde said in a singsong voice.

"No, Elizabeth is just a puzzle I am going to solve to keep me entertained."

"You like Elizabeth?" Jonathan asked joining in the conversation.

"No…I just find her interesting."

"You hardly find anyone interesting and never any women; I'd call that liking her." Jonathan and Jervis chuckled at Edward's frustration.

"She may be interesting and she may keep me entertained but that doesn't mean I like her."

"Very well, but I bet you four hundred bucks that you will end up with her by the end of the year."

"Fine! I'll enjoy taking your money."

Elizabeth sat across from two men one younger and trembling like a leaf, the other older and looking stressed yet not at all scared.

"I'm your state appointed attorney Jacob Lesh and this is my intern Wallace," the older one said extending his hand. Elizabeth shook it the best she could with her hands cuffed to the table.

"Nice to meet you…"

"Well your court hearing is in three days."

"That soon? Doesn't take longer to gather evidence?"

"A hearing isn't a trail, a hearing is usually to find out the bail, or see if a trail is needed."

"I see…"

"Besides your case is very straight forward and the evidence is clear the only thing we really need to do is prove that you were insane at the time of the incident."

"And how do we do that?"

"Well at your hearing we will give an insanity plea, the judge will then tell us that you must have several sessions with one of the state psychiatrists here at Arkham. They'll do their thing, we show the video in court of you, get some testimony from people you know and… that's that."

"And what could happen after if I am found insane at the time of the murders?"

"Well if you are found insane then there are two possibilities. One, if you're found guilty yet insane and still insane then you'll be sent to Arkham until you're cured. Two if we can prove that you were insane at the time of the murders but no longer you'll be set free as innocent by reason of insanity. But if we're unable to convince the jury that you were insane well…you'll be sent to jail for a minimum of twenty years." Elizabeth went pale and her palms began to sweat at the prospect.

"Don't worry though we viewed the evidence earlier and we believe there is no doubt that the jury will find you insane."

"I'm not sure that's a good thing but for my purposes…you know Wallace there's no need to be so scared, I'm not going to bite." She smiled her white teeth shining in the light. The younger man went deathly white and his eyes went out of focus as he passed out.

"Oh, sorry…I guess he has a lot of training to go through if he's going to pass out with me and I'm not even trying to scare him."

"It takes a while before you get used to you people."

"What do you mean "you people"?" Elizabeth asked her eye narrowing.

"All you crazies, no offense, but the Joker, Two-Face, Scarecrow…they're all crazy just like you." Elizabeth didn't say anything but stared hard at him her eyes growing cold.

"No offense, right?" Mr. Lesh said beginning to quail in his seat under her gaze.

Her eyes softened. "Right."

He was just a scared man who had seen too much crime to differentiate between the work madmen and people who were indeed insane during their crimes. Just like the rest of Gotham. Elizabeth knew she was branded just by spending one night in Arkham.

"Hey, do happen to have today's newspaper?"

Elizabeth waited in the room tapping her foot impatiently. Her lawyer had left with his intern saying that he didn't have a paper but he'd asked Dr. Gullenrow, who was waiting outside, about getting her one. The doctor had quickly popped his head in and told her that there was another person here to talk to her as well and that he'd send them in soon. Well soon was about ten minutes ago and she wanted to read the newspaper and see if they had written anything about her. To see how much they knew. Finally the door opened and a woman with long undone hair and a grey power suit walked in and sat across from her.

"Hi," Elizabeth said very confused at her presence.

"Hello, Miss Howard, I am Cynthia Jacques, from Rogue's Rights and I'm here to help."

"Rogue's Rights?" Elizabeth's jawed clenched. She vaguely heard of the group before, a bunch of extremist liberals that fought for the "rights" of the Rogues of Gotham and other large cities but all the ended up doing is letting the criminals take advantage of them. "What exactly do you want with me?"

"Well as a new Rogue we want to help you with your legal battle when you sue Wayne Industries for doing this to you and help you copyright your image in case anyone tries to steal it." Elizabeth sat dumbfounded by her words. She could not believe what she was hearing and the lady was just staring down at her, smiling at her expectantly like she was waiting for a "thank you" or a "good thing you're here!"

When it was obvious that Elizabeth wasn't going to respond the woman sat down and began taking a few papers out of her beaten brief case. "Now here are the papers to copyright your image and I would have filled them out for you beforehand but I wasn't quite sure what your image is. The papers weren't that clear on your theme."

Elizabeth smiled icily up at her, "Oh my image is nothing," her voice rose in anger, "because I'm NOT a fucking Rogue!"

"If you weren't a Rogue I wouldn't be here, trust me Miss Howard, may I call you Elizabeth?"

"No," Elizabeth growled but Miss Rogue's Right's ignored her.

"Trust me Elizabeth, when I say that all of Gotham already believes you will become Rogue so just say that you are, accept my help, and we can nip this thing on the butt."

"…If I were a Rogue I would say this to you: "I rather nip you in the face right now, actually how 'bout a deep bite on the arm? I'm hungry, maybe I'll take a chuck of flesh?"" Elizabeth grinned menacingly and she really did look like she would bite which caused Mrs. Jacques to shift her chair backwards slightly.

"But I'm not," her face lightened and she smiled normally, "I'm not a Rogue, I'm a woman in very complicated and unlucky circumstances. I'm not planning on ever killing innocent people again and I am most certainly not going to sue Wayne Industries over what happened to me. It was a mistake and one that will not be made again. Now you can leave and, unless you have today's newspaper you, take everything with you because I won't be needing it." The women stiffened, stuck her nose in the air, threw a newspaper down on the table, scooped everything else up into her arms and left without another word.

"Thank you," Elizabeth called out as she turned down the hall. Dr. Gullenrow stuck his head in.

"Is everything okay Miss Howard?"

"Oh yes, I'm afraid she just misunderstood my situation but she was kind enough to leave her newspaper so she can't be all bad."

"I wasn't talking about her," he said shutting the door, "I heard from Dr. Leland that you were fighting with Mr. Nygma during Group. Are they threatening you?"

"You really think I'd have a yelling match with someone who was threatening me? No Doctor they're not, Two-Face is silent and Penguin is kind of creepy but Jonathan, Jervis and Edward are really nice and funny. No, Edward's and mine argument was based off the misinterpretations of each other's words and actions. We've already made-up and I'm certain that if we have another misunderstanding of each other we'll be able to work it out without a fight…or if we do fight again then we'll be able to make up as before. You know you really should give them more credit they're not just murderous and obsessive people they do have most of the other human emotions as well."

Dr. Gullenrow's mouth open and closed several times before he said something, "Miss Howard that attitude worries me. Harleen Quinzell said a similar thing before she became Harley Quinn and ran off with the Joker."

"Hahaha! I'm sorry but you think I'm going to end up like Harley! Please! I know that they can go psycho on me at any moment! You told me all the stories before when I first came to Arkham! But you can't ignore the fact that they are human too! Just like you and just like me!" Dr. Gullenrow frowned but didn't say anything, he motioned for the guard to come and unlocked Elizabeth from the table. The Doctor was quite as they made their way back to the cells and as she was ushered inside. He tossed the paper on her bed before completing un-cuffing her. Then he left without another word.

"What the hell did you do to upset him like that? He's never been that quite before." Jonathan said as the hall door shut.

"I scolded him for being a bigot and thinking the worst of me and hopefully since he's so quiet it means he's thinking about it."

"What was he being—wait let me guess he was saying something incredibly rude about us right?" Edward asked.

"Yeah, he insulted me too, even though he didn't mean to."

Edward scoffed, "He is one of the worst doctors here never hearing our side of the story and jumping to conclusions."

"It's probably that Freudian background," Jonathan said, "Never trust anyone who believes in dream interpretation, remember that Elizabeth."

"You told that to every class you taught Professor." Jonathan frowned slightly.

"Sorry," Elizabeth said quickly hoping she hadn't upset him by mention his previous Professor-ship.

"No need to apologize child. I was just thinking, were my lectures really that bad?"

"Err…well I would never say they were bad. The information was good and it was in a very easy to follow order but…you didn't have a constant presence in the room. Usually you'd just talk and talk but sometimes you would become too exuberant when talking about fear. However, it was easy to become distracted, I'd say half of the students just read the book for the tests because you couldn't keep them entertained."

"I see…"

"It doesn't matter though, your ideas were brilliant and for those who did pay attention you taught us a lot." Jonathan blushed slightly under the compliment but didn't anything. He just smiled and grabbed a book off the self to read.

"So…how did he insult you?" Edward asked.

"He thinks I'm going to become the next Harley Quinn."

"Hahaha!"

"I know! I'd look awful in a skin tight suit!"

"I wouldn't say that," Edward said softly. Elizabeth blushed lightly.

"Well you haven't seen me without clothes."

"And you blush too much."

"Do not."

"Yeah you do, I swear I make you blush every time I talk to you." Elizabeth was about to object when the door slammed opened.

"Nygma!" A deep harsh voice growled.

"It wasn't me!" Edward called out as Batman came storming down the hallway.

"I don't believe you," Batman snarled punching in the key-code and dragging Edward outside.

"I swear, I've been a good boy I have a new toy to keep me distracted."

Batman slammed him up against the wall, "I know. The 5th century Chinese puzzle box!"

"No! Her!" Edward pointed at Elizabeth who was sitting shocked staring at the sight in front of her. She sheepishly grinned as Batman turned to look at her.

"Lies!" Batman pressed his arm against Edward's throat cutting off most of his air. "I know you sent your henchgirls to steal it! But where'd you have them hide it?"

"I didn't tell them to steal anything!" Edward wheezed, trying to loosen Batman's arm.

"Stop it you asshole!" Elizabeth yelled. Batman dropped him in surprise then he glared at Elizabeth. She quailed slightly under his gazed but she didn't stop glaring at him either.

"Surely there are better ways to get information then choking him half to death."

"I've done worse."

"I'm sure you have! Mr. Big-strong-scary-bat! And to think the Gotham public looks up to you and here you are acting like a bully." She glanced down at Edward who was still trying to regain his breath and composure.

"I'm not—" there was a beeping sound and Batman looked down at a small screen on his arm. Quickly he picked Edward up by the front of his jumpsuit. "You're lucky this time Nygma. Robin found the buyer but if you are lying to me I'll be making another cell call." Batman tossed Edward back inside his cell and stormed out. There was a few minutes silence before anyone said anything.

"No one has ever stood up for us like that," Jervis finally said.

"Well I can't just stand by and watch someone being choked."

"You are a rare breed Elizabeth." Jervis smiled softly at her and she blushed. 'Damn I do blush too much.'