"Doctor Penelope Young November fifteenth session three with the unknown female inmate from Blackgate. Patient is still unresponsive; she has not uttered a word since she entered Arkham. From reports in the files sent over from Blackgate except from the occasional laughter when attacking guards patient has not spoken even at her own trial. Professor Strange wishes me to classify her as a mute, but I believe she will speak to me with some work. Today's session remains the same; patient is just staring at me with no responsiveness. I was hoping to make some progress by today but she seems to refuse to acknowledge my presence except by staring at me and remaining unmoving. I was concerned about patient not speaking English but as I tried during last session patient has not responded to any other language. I have even offered to have the straight jacket removed, but still unresponsive, not even a head nod. Guards!"

Crane watched as they wheeled the woman back into her cell. No one had been able to get her to speak, let alone move. It was frustrating, not that he would admit it. She would just sit on her cot, propped up against the wall were the guards placed her. He sat in his cell waiting for Nigma to return from his session with a psychiatrist. He had come back from his session early; some fool had decided to give his care over to an intern who had just quit about ten minutes ago. Knowing Nigma owed him a hundred for getting rid of his twit who thought he could cure the renowned Scarecrow.

Hearing a commotion coming from down the hall, he watched as Batman walked in dragging a handcuff Two-face. He shoved Two-face into the cell on the other side of Tetch.

"Well someone had a busy morning," Crane stated as Batman walked by his cell. "You ever figure out who she is? No? Losing your touch Batman!"

Crane taunted him as he left, Batman never acknowledged him as usual. A few minutes later Nigma was returned to his cell.

"When Dent get here?" he asked as he rubbed his raw flesh on his wrist were the handcuffs where, the guards always making sure they were extra tight.

"Not too long ago," Crane replied trying not to look so smug. "Dr. Shultz still work here?"

"Unfortunately," he replied, before it dawned on him. I take it you got the idiot intern to quit." Crane nodded his head yes. "That was a 100? Pay you once we get out of here."

"BATMAN!" Harvey screeched and pounded against the glass coming to his senses.

"Welcome to the party Dent," Nigma stated as he leaned against the cool glass of his cell. What failed scheme where you doing during the middle of the day that Batman busted you?"

"A homeless man tried to mug me and while beating him to a pulp HE found me," Dent said quietly and quickly.

For a moment there was silence before the other two started laughing at him. Tetch was brought in amidst their laughing.

"Keep it down," the guard ordered as the put Tetch back in his cell, a huge smile plastered on his face.

"I found Alice!" he cried, as soon as the guards left. "She came here under the disguise of a student doing an externship! She found me! My beautiful blond Alice!"

"Sharp is an idiot to let a blond female anywhere near you," Crane sneered, as he heard Dent hit his glass cell door.

"What is that bitch doing here?!" Dent hissed as he took notice of the silent female sitting on her cot.

"You know her?" Nigma asked perking up waiting for new information Dent may possess.

"Falcone tried to have her kill me the night this happened!" He screamed as he pointed to the twisted flesh on half of his face. "He called off the hit as she was standing above me pointing a gun in my face. Falcone wanted to see how all this would turn out. When I get out of here I'm going to rip you a new one!"

This caused her to giggle, the first sound she had made in Arkham.

"Anytime Harv," she replied in a sensual voice before she returned to her regular stance and silence.

"Dammit! How is it he is in here two minutes and gets her to talk?!" Riddler huff as he stormed back over to his cot. "Bets off Crane."

"Hello again Harvey Dent," Doctor Young said as he was escorted into her office. "I see you have returned to us."

"Yea I'm back," he replied, he was now wearing the orange jumpsuit, and still irritated to find his would be killer here.

"I hear you know are Jane Doe is," she stated, going against normal protocol and trying to get information about her mysterious patient. She was Harvey's normal psychiatrist and knew where she could pick up from where they left three months ago.

"Bitch tried to kill me," he stated, getting agitated. Young waited for him to continue, he was pissed off now. Crane and Enigma had questioned him too about her; did no one care about him anymore? "All I know is she's an assassin in Falcone's pocket and they call her S.D. That is everything I know, now can we get back to talking about me this is my session about my problems!"

"Of course Harvey, now what would you like to discuss?" she replied after she finished jotting down her notes.

"I don't feel like talking anymore," he replied, trying to cross his arms, the handcuffs making it difficult.

"Mr. Dent I already have one silent patient I do not need another," Young said as she wrote in her note book.

"Fine," he replied, going for his coin then realizing they took it from him. "I may be willing to talk more if I had my coin returned."

Letting out a sigh of frustration, she hit her pager. "I'll have it returned to you by the end of the day. I had told the guards before to let you have your coin while under my care. Guards please take Mr. Dent back to his cell."