I finally ended up back at Clarity and Glen's apartment. I unlocked the door, took off my shoes, and sat down heavily on the couch. Silence hung in the air.

Well, for a few moments it was quiet.

"It really is funny, how I've been sitting here the entire time that you've been home, but you still haven't noticed."

I must have jumped a full foot.

"How did you get in here?" I asked, my voice coming out as a squeak. I turned and glared at the green-suited intruder, who just smirked at me.

"Easily, Miss Tate," he said, standing up and twirling his cane. "What helps you see straight through a wall?"

"X-ray vision," I said, puffing out my cheeks and staring him down. It was difficult for me to seem imposing, however. He was a few inches taller than I was.

"I'd like a serious answer, Miss Tate," he said, his smirk fading. "Riddles are not comedy. I leave that to The Joker."

"Fine. A window," I said, jutting out my chin. "That riddle is old news, by the way."

"I am aware. Now riddle me this. I-"

"No. I answered a riddle, now go away," I said, pointing towards the window. "My siblings will be here soon, and they'll have a heart attack if they see you."

"I am one, or many, but never a few; I convey meaning in all cases, and I am always tense in one way or another," He said, shrugging off my anger.

"Get out!" I said, pushing him. He stumbled a little bit before standing up straight again and staring at me. He clicked his tongue, shaking his head.

"I want an answer," he said condescendingly. I growled in frustration and thought. He wasn't leaving until I answered the riddle.

And while I'd never admit it, the riddle was an extremely good one. I was stumped.

"I don't know," I said, bowing my head in defeat. "That one's really good."

"I know it is. I came up with it," The Riddler said, steepling his fingers happily.

The last thing that man needed was an ego stroke.

"So… are you going to tell me the answer, gloat, and then leave me alone?" I asked, staring up at him. He just looked amused.

"Perhaps. The answer is a letter."

"Oh," I sighed, moving my hair out of my face. "Look, I really need you to leave Riddler," I said, biting my lip. I actually rather enjoyed being around him. I'd never admit it or anything, but it was true.

"I understand. You can call me Edward, by the way. I do believe we are past formalities, Sable," He said, his green eyes twinkling behind his mask. I smiled a bit and waved awkwardly.

"See you later, Edward."

By the time Clarity and Glen returned, I had erased any trace that The Riddler was in the apartment. I'd even scratched at the places where his feet had left depressions in the carpet, just to be safe.

"I'll make dinner," I offered, walking into the kitchen. "As long as sandwiches are okay."

"That's fine, Sable. Thank you," Clarity said, smiling weakly. "So… tomorrow is the last day you'll be staying here?"

"I guess…" I said distracted. I kept thinking about how The Ridd- Edward, kept bugging me.

Maybe it's because… how did he put it? Oh, right. You interest him, The voice inside my head said teasingly.

Maybe, but I doubt it. He probably want something from me, I thought back.

Maybe he wants an alliance with you? A team up, The voice offered.

Nope. I am not participating in a crime! I thought, rubbing my temples.

If not that… then what does he want? The voice purred. They knew they had me cornered.

I don't know… Money? I thought, realizing that I was talking to the voice in my head. Carrying a conversation with myself. I was quickly turning into a regular Two-Face.

The Riddler doesn't commit his crimes for something so simple as money! He wants attention, fame, adoration! The voice gloated. He wants you to admire his intelligence.

I already do, I argued in a last-minute attempt.

Exactly my point, The voice said before falling silent.

"Ugh…" I sighed, completely exasperated with... I guess it was myself. I finally reached forward, grabbing the bread and making three PB&J's.

Later that night, I walked to my new job at the bank.

"Are you ready? It can get a little hectic some nights," Dahlia told me as she grabbed her handbag and prepared to lock up the bank.

"Yeah. I'm ready," I said, smiling reassuringly at her. I was now dressed up in a tan guard's uniform and had been given a gun that was 'only for emergencies'.

"Okay. Kaylee and Reed will be here soon. Go ahead and enjoy yourself…" Dahlia said, smiling weakly at me. "Good luck."

"Bye," I said, waving and turning to face the door. A bank guard was a dangerous job, but I wasn't all that worried. After all, three Rogues had talked to me (and some continued to bug me) and I still wasn't dead.

"Are you the newbie?" I heard a rather high-pitched voice say. I turned to see an angular faced girl standing directly behind me. She was shorter than me by at least three inches, but was rather heavy-set and muscular looking.

"Are you Kaylee?' I asked, smiling at her. She nodded, her dark hair bobbing about her head.

"Reed's coming. He's just always late," She explained, looking at the clock.

"So, what do we do?" I asked, looking around the office.

"Well, one of us stays here in the lobby, while the other two patrol the vault hall," she said, as if this was common knowledge. "You take the lobby, alright?"

"Umm… sure…" I said, blinking. Kaylee was someone who got straight to the point.

"Alright. Send Reed my way when he gets here," Kaylee said, whipping around and marching through the dark hallway behind Dahlia's desk.

"Umm.. okay…" I sighed, starting to pace uncomfortably. I had a long night ahead of me.

Reed did show up, but he was nearly twenty minutes late.

"Sorry. I got caught up in traffic," he said, winking at me. I rolled my eyes and pointed to the back.

"Kaylee is waiting back there," I said, smiling a bit at him.

"I'm Reed. You are...?" He stood expectantly, holding his hand out to shake. He had a trusting face with big brown eyes and dark blonde hair that fell in little shocks all around his face.

"Sable." I reached out and shook his hand heartily.

"Nice to meet you, Sable. Best of luck.. oh, and yell if you see something suspicious," he said, quickly rushing towards the back.

Just before he disappeared, I heard him mutter, "Kaylee's gonna kill me..."

I just giggled and started to pace again

Author's Note:

Well, we have two new characters, but they won't really be doing much in this story.

Are you guys ready for the big plot? Next chapter we start to see a few changes! (I'm really excited about it...)

Sorry about the slow build, but I really feel like we know the characters now.

Lastly, The amazing letter riddle was created by Lord Grise, not The Riddler or myself. I would like to thank them very much for letting me use it!