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Arkham Days	By : fearmyautobot Category: zMisplaced Stories [ADMIN use only] > Batman (All Movies) > Batman (All Movies) Views: 8284 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Batman, or any of the characters from the comics or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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"Hey! Slow down!" I wrapped my fingers around my arm trying to pull it back towards me. At the rate we were going he was going to pull my arm out of my socket. "Stop! You're hurting my arm!"

"Be quiet!" He hissed turning and rolling his eyes. Great, now I'm stuck with him. Where was I when everyone was signing up for tranquilizer guns? The hall was dark so I couldn't see where he was taking me, not that I was really paying attention. Despite myself I couldn't take my eyes off his hair. His silky, soft, bouncy brown hair that was fluttering rapidly as he dragged me down the hall. How in the world did he get it that soft and smooth?! I only remember about a week of my life, but I knew my hair could never do that. It was thick and unruly, which was partly why I kept it so short.

"Ouch!" I had been so caught up in his unnaturally kemp locks, that I hadn't noticed he had stopped until my face met his back at full force.

"Would you watch it?" He turned around with an expression that told me he was less than amused.

"Sorry." I mumbled. He shook his head disapprovingly turning around and clicking the door open. I heard him mumble something under his breath as he turned and started in the door.

"Oh...my...God," Once again my face met his back, as he halted his progression into the room. I placed my hands against his back pushing him forward a bit before leaning over to peer around him. OMG! I was so flabbergasted by what was before me I was sure complete words wouldn't have formed even if I had tried. In front of me was another of the many offices complete with chairs, bookshelves and desks. Only this time that desk had the heaving bust of Pamela Isley pressed against it, and a very powerful Bane mounted behind her.

"Awkward..." It flew from my mouth before I had time to think. From across the desk Pamela propped her head arm and smirked. I looked up at Jonathan whose mouth hung open his eyes fixed on the compromising position.

"So are you joining in, or do you mind closing the door?" This was actually the first time Pamela had ever spoken to me, and I had to admit I could see why it was hard for men to resist her. She had light ivory skin, accented by bright red curly hair that at the moment laid strewn across the desk. Her body was the kind that could and was crushing my self esteem, delicate feminine curves, well endowed bust, and the long well shaped legs which were currently crushed between the desk and Bane. Her deep green eyes peered up at mine as her pouty moist red lips curved into a smile. I raised my hands in front of me nodding and backing away, reaching up to grab Crane's arm pulling him from the room with me, then reached back and grabbed the handle pulling the door shut.

"Let's never speak of that." I looked over at him as he stood there mouth hanging open still.

"Speak of it? I'm never going to get that image out of my head!" I turned and started walking back towards the cell. It wasn't but a minute later I heard Jonathan's feet pounding behind me as he jogged to catch up.

"I know right?" He looked down at me his eyes still wide with surprise.

"I know! Did you see Bane?! That guy is freaking huge!" With my last word I saw Crane stop his walk and squat down in place bringing his hands to his eyes, and shaking his head.

"Shut up! That's the part I'm trying to forget!" I laughed at him. In the back of my mind it occurred to how unnatural it was getting to talk so easily with him, but I pushed those thoughts from my head, and decided to just enjoy the moment.

"Of course you are. Not to worried about forgetting Poison Ivy though are you?" He looked up at me regaining his height as he stood back up and walked towards me.

"Of course not." He smirked turning back and glancing at the door, before turning back towards me and raising his hands as though to cup invisible breasts. "Did you see the size of her boobs?!"

"Yes, I was there...I remember seeing them." I rolled my eyes at him giving him a bit of a playful shove. "I wonder if she has back problems?"

I felt a hand come up onto my head ruffling my hair, as Crane laughed. I looked up seeing the edge of the cells coming into view. I looked into the first and noticed something I had never noticed before. It was empty! I looked at Crane and he smirked.

"You are the only one besides the guards who didn't know."

"Are you serious?" I looked around noticing the majority of the cells were empty. "Everyone knew how to get out? How do you not get noticed? Why hasn't anyone escaped?"

"Escaping isn't that easy. The guards are still outside those doors." He reached up pointing at the large steel doors at the end of the corridor. "As for getting out, it's easy. Some of us are more of night people." I nodded looking around, and then I saw it. It was the Joker's cell!

"Hey, Crane?"

"Hm?"

"How long will the Joker be out with that many darts?" He followed where I was looking.

"Ah," He glanced around. "For a while, do you want to?" I nodded my feet starting forward towards the empty room. I felt a hand clutch around my arm jerking me back momentarily.

"You know you still owe me." He pulled me into him wrapping his arms around me.

"So what's the price?"

"Hmm, It's going to be a big bill. I had to fight off the Joker after all."

"Fight?" I scuffed. "You didn't fight anyone! You had a gun." He chuckled rocking me with him.

"Okay, fine. Just a small fee then, but this is the only time your getting off so easy."

"Alright then, what's the fee?"

"A kiss." I smirked leaning in towards his cheek.

"And not some granny cheek kiss, or little peck on the lips. I want full on-the-lips-open-mouth-tongue, the works." He grinned leaning in.

"Don't push it. You'll get what I give you and nothing more."

"Fine." He pouted, it was actually kind of cute. It was so strange seeing him as a normal guy instead of some sinister prankster. I shook my head, ridding them of any thoughts of the way he was before. Lifting up on my toes, I gently pressed my lips to his. I felt his mouth respond to mine, opening with mine in a kind of light ballet. I could feel the burn in my cheeks as I knew I was getting a little carried away, but this was sweet and nice. His lips, unlike his personality wasn't demanding, and I enjoyed the light smell of his minty breath. I rolled back on my heels, breaking the kiss and ducking my head, hoping to give my face a moment to resume its normal shade.

"Okay, you've had your payment let's go look at the room." I started walking away without waiting for him. I could practically feel his grin as he walked a few paces behind me. I peered in through the glass wall, of the cell, my hand reaching out to pull open the door. I looked back and forth scanning the darkness to make sure no one was watching before slipping inside, Jonathan following closely behind. Like the rest of us, his room was a white temporarily dulled by the darkness, with the basic amenities inside. He had a small set of white drawers, that once pulled open revealed neatly folded clothes. My hands plunged through the piles searching for any kind of hidden artifacts, as Jonathan scanned the ceiling, toilet and sink. I looked back up at him, the shake of his head confirming that nothing had been found. Rising to my feet I walked to the bed pulling back the sheets and shifting through them.

"Hold on." I dropped the sheets stepping back as Jonathan moved in front of me his hands slipping beneath the mattress and pulling them up. "See anything?"

I slipped forward sliding on my knees peering in at the spring and metal rods which supported the mattress. Nothing. I looked up, shaking my head when...there!

"Keep it there!" I whispered my hand shooting out towards a tiny cut hole in the bottom of the mattress. I could feel springs and stuffing rub against my hand as I searched. My fingers grazed something thin and smooth; I wrapped my fingers around it and pulled it from the hole. I held it up so Jonathan could see as well. It was a picture. It was badly faded, the owner obviously looked at it a lot. In it was a man and a woman, young, standing in front of the house. The man stood at least a foot taller, his arm wrapped around the smaller woman whose hands rested on her pregnant belly. I couldn't help but think how beautiful they looked smiling out at me.

"Who do you think they are?" I whispered, slightly entranced with the couple.

"You don't recognize the man?" I furrowed my brow bringing the picture closer to my face. I had to admit, he did look failure. He had short cut brown hair, a tanned complexion, but it was hard for me to notice anything but his smile. His smile!

"He's the...Joker?!"

"Why else would he keep it so close?" I knew he was talking to me, but his eyes were now focused on the door. "Quick, put it back."

With speed I didn't know I possessed I stuffed the picture back into the hole, just as Jonathan dropped it back down. He grabbed my hand leading me back to the door, cracking it open hesitantly before sneaking both him and myself out. Our feet padded quickly across the floor as we headed back towards my cell. He opened my door letting me in before shutting it back. Then turned and hauled ass towards his cell opening it and closing back only second before the lights in the building began coming to life, and the guards started marching in the room. I jumped at the sound of one of the guards rapping on my door.

"Come on get your stuff. Time for a shower."

Author's Notes:

Okay so I left it at less of a cliff hanger. I know I know, Crane isn't quite as "in character" as I'd like, but come on! I had to do the kissing scene. Well anyway, I love the reviews so keep'em comin'. Let me know what you think.

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