Crane finally got her back upstairs into her apartment with little difficulty. He was lucky she was light since he carried her half the way when she stumbled on the second floor landing. They were standing in her apartment's hallway and he was trying to make sure she didn't fall against the wall and hurt herself on the weapons decorating the wall.

"Are you really leaving for Philadelphia tomorrow?" he asked as he helped her down the hallway to the living room.

"Don't see why not there's not much left for me in Gotham," she yawned as she leaned heavily on Crane so she wouldn't fall. "To be honest there isn't much to make me want to stay."

"What would make you want to stay?" he asked as they entered the living room and where just standing there and she was just looking at him. His mind was wandering, trying to think of ways to make her stay; even though it was foolish to think he could get her to stay.

"I've never been one for drunken confessions, of course I usually drink alone," she sighed as she tried to move then staggered forward into his arms.

She was in his arms and what he did next he couldn't explain it but he found himself kissing her. He tasted the spices of the whiskey on her tongue as they stood there in a lip lock. Pulling away he looked down into her eyes and all he could see was confusion.

"I need to go," he stated as he pulled away and then rushed back to his own apartment.

Once back in the safety of his place he started to pace the small space of his apartment. He hadn't done something that foolish in a long time. What was she going to think? She was drunk was she going to say he took advantage of her? He was confused and decided in the morning he would go back and talk to her and hopefully straighten this all out. If she wasn't happy with the kiss he could always try and say it was a joke.

Slumping onto the sofa he sat there for a moment trying to stop his mind from thinking about her. He had passed out a few hours later and that was when Nigma found him.

"You look like crap my friend and I say that in the nicest possible way," Nigma said as he poked around the lab table while Crane sat up looking tired.

"What do you want now?" he asked sounding grouchy as he rubbed his face trying to wake up.

"I was heading over to our little friend's apartment to ask her again like she told me to," Nigma replied as he knocked over an empty vial.

"Stop touching my stuff," he growled as he stood up. "I'm not going over there and asking for you."

"I wasn't going to ask you to do that," he said as he backed away from the lab equipment. "What I was going to ask you is if you changed her mind about Philadelphia and made my quest easier."

Crane stared at him, he was not about to tell him about the kiss. He wasn't sure what he was going to tell Nigma. Hell he wasn't sure if the kiss was going to keep her from going or if she was already gone. Without a word he headed out the door and down the stairs.

"Jonathan?" Nigma called after him confused what was going on.

Nigma had left the apartment before Crane had returned and was now curious at what had transpired now. He followed after him, having to almost run to keep up with Crane. Entering the building Nigma noted Deka was still missing from her post, but he couldn't think about what that meant as he rushed after Crane up the stairs not wanting to miss the upcoming interaction.

He didn't know Crane could move so fast but he found himself shut out in the stairwell. Crane had unlocked the door with her hidden key and taken it with him when he slammed the door in Nigma's face. Luckily for Nigma he had brought his own key to the door and quickly unlocked it and trailed after Crane.

"She's still passed out on the sofa," the kid grumbled as Crane stormed passed him and into the living room. "What the heck is his problem?"

"I'm trying to find out," Nigma told the kid as he walked towards the living room the kid trailing behind him.

"Wait in the kitchen or I'm telling her to leave," Crane threatened outside the living room door.

"Tell me what is going on then," Nigma ordered as the kid watched them.

"It's none of your damn business," Crane replied as he turned Nigma around and shoved him towards the kitchen.

"Fine be a selfish insensitive buffoon," Nigma huffed as Crane continued to shove him into the kitchen. "I always figure out what's going on! You can't hide the truth from me!"

"You know I always have a way of ease dropping," the kid said as he walked over to the broom closet in the kitchen and opened the door. "That is if you can keep your mouth shut."

"I'm beginning to like you kid," Nigma informed him as the kid pulled the light cord and a hidden passageway opened.

"Good now shhhh," the kid said as he walked down the narrow passage way that was a tight squeeze.

Walking behind the walls Nigma started to hear Crane's muffled voice coming from the living room. He told Crane he would find out what was going on and this kid was going to help him find out. Finally making it to the living room the kid slid back a wall and he could hear them perfectly now.

Thank you to my two reviewers Booklover1498 and Chronic Sandman