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Chapter 34: Death Wish
I got up with Bruce and turned towards him as he started for the elevator.
"I need you plugged in," he said to Alfred. "Checking Gordon's men and their families."
"Looking for?" Alfred asked.
"Hospital admissions."
"Will you be wanting the Batpod?"
"In the middle of the day, Alfred? Not very subtle," he said, buttoning up his suit.
"The Lamborghini then," he said and Bruce nodded.
"Much more subtle," Alfred muttered to himself.
I walked with him. "I'm coming too."
"No, you're not, it's too dangerous," he said.
I rolled my eyes. "Oh please. I can handle it. I'm coming with you. We still have an image to maintain."
"We do?"
"Yes. We do," I said. "For Harvey's sake."
He sighed. "Fine," he said.
I grinned eagerly and grabbed my leather jacket and put it on.
~*TDK*~
"I see O'Brien and Richards," Bruce said to Alfred who talked through the radio.
"No immediate family member admitted to Gotham's General," Alfred said, looking through the computers in the Batcave.
"I saw Burns and Zachary," Bruce said as he sped on through the traffic in and out.
"Nothing on them," Alfred said.
"And a patrolman I don't know," he added.
"Berg's wife," I said, checking my phone scrolling through hospital admissions.
"Send the information to Gordon," Bruce said. I sent the information to both Alfred so that he could send it anonymously to Gordon and not get anything back towards me.
I scoured the Internet on my phone for GCN to see the news reporters to check out what they were saying this time.
"Police are taking every precaution urging people not to take matters into their own hands," the reporter said.
Bruce stopped slightly within the traffic. We waited for it to turn green. I looked over as Bruce did the same, hearing a man rolling his tires on the ground, waiting to cut across from Gordon's cop car that was near by with the patrolman and Reese inside.
"Get on top of me," Bruce said.
"What?" I asked.
"Now," he ordered. I did as he asked, and sat on top of his lap, holding onto the door for dear life as Bruce then cut across the road, speeding up to hit the truck that was going to ram right into Gordon's cop car. I gasped slightly startled by the jerked motion of the car being nearly smashed right into me. Had I not been sitting on top of him, I definitely would've been crushed.
I sighed. "Thanks for the heads up," I said.
"I did," Bruce said.
I rolled my eyes and smirked at him. We climbed out of the car, and I leaned against it, feeling my neck slightly throbbing from the crash.
"You owe me a massage," I muttered at him. He smirked at me and sat down beside me.
Gordon walked over towards us and placed a woolen cover over me so I could feel better than I currently was feeling.
"That's Mr. and Mrs. Wayne isn't it?"
"Almost," I said. I swore I could've seen a little smile form from Gordon's lips. I wondered how much of our appearances helped people in Gotham right now.
"That was a very brave thing you did," Gordon said.
"What, catching the light?" Bruce asked.
"You weren't protecting the van?" Gordon asked.
"Why? Who's in it?" he looked up from rubbing his neck. He looked over at Reese who nodded at him in return. "Don't you think we should go to the hospital?"
"You don't watch a lot of news, do you two?" he asked. We looked at each other and I shook my head.
Suddenly everyone heard the explosion, making everyone jump from the loud noise.
"Southeast," Gordon said. It's Gotham General. Did you clear the building?"
"Right now we're showing fifty people missing. One bus. The other buses were heading off to hospitals. I guess we missed one," one replied to Gordon.
What's your guess about where Harvey Dent is? Keep looking. And keep it to yourself. Anybody asks, we got him out. Get me the mayor's office on the line. We're gonna need the National Guard," Gordon said.
"...people are still missing, including GCN's own Mike Engel. I'm now being told that we're cutting to a video GCN has just received."
I showed Bruce my internet on my phone and we were now watching GCN.
Mike was currently in the air suspended.
"I'm Mike Engel for Gotham Tonight. "What does it take to make you people wanna join in?" You failed to kill the lawyer. I've gotta get you off the bench and into the game."
"Bench. Game," Joker said.
"Come nightfall, this city is mine."
"Mine."
"And anyone left here plays by my rules."
"Rules."
"And the person I'd like to see tonight is your Heart of Gotham, Melanie Blake! Come on down!"
My face paled. Shit.
"But the bridge and tunnel crowd are sure in for a surprise. Ha, ha, ha, ha. And anyone who doesn't bring me Melanie Blake will get killed."
~*TDK*~
We were back at his penthouse, arguing about whether or not I should go by myself to see the clown.
"You have to let me go," I said.
"No, no way. I swore to protect you. I'm going to continue to protect you."
"Bruce. If I don't go, someone will die. Just let me go and find him, okay?"
"No. Out of the question!"
"Come on Bruce. Think about it. It'd be good for our appearance. You handing me in would make sense."
"No it wouldn't. That's not how I wanted to portray Bruce Wayne eccentric billionaire."
I arched an eyebrow curiously.
"And how do you think I want to be portrayed as? Not all of us are as clever as you. Maybe you know, you and I left the door unlocked by accident, and someone slipped in and then grabbed me, bringing me to the Joker. And then Batman could come save me, and then kill the Joker himself."
"You want to be used as bait?"
"Why not?"
"Okay, I don't know what's gotten into you. Do you have a death wish or something?"
"No," I said. "I just want to get rid of this clown as much as you do. I'm just trying to help. Come on. It's perfect."
He let out a deep sigh. "I don't even know where he'd be. I'd have to try and track down every…."
"Cell phone," I said.
"Cell phone…brilliant," Bruce said. "Okay. Fine. We'll do this together."
~*TDK*~