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The River Has Run Wild	By : SexyKitty0o Category: DC Verse Movies > The Dark Knight Views: 3284 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Here's the next chapter, hope you have all enjoyed it so far,
Kat felt like she had the worst hangover, her head was pounding and she felt queasy. Sitting up she noticed she was in her room again, frowning she tried to recall the last thing that happened, wasn't she just waking up. She had a shower and that wasn't a dream since she could still smell her shampoo and conditioner in her hair. She got up and went to the window, the sky was still a light blue so it wasn't too late.
Turning around she walked to the door, it opened easily and she step out of the room. She walked down a hallway and saw a tall burley man walking the other way, he glanced at her and then away as he was about to pass her she turned to him.
"Um excuse me where is Dr. Crane?" she asked politely
The man stopped and looked down at her, he gave a gruff grunt and raised his shoulders to say he didn't know and then just walked away. Kat sighed annoyed and continued walking through the house searching. It wasn't until she got to a room with the door slightly ajar that she heard the sound of typing. She opened the door a bit more and glanced inside, it was an office about the same size of the room she was staying in, it was the same boring décor of cream, white and gray colors there was a large desk against the wall with the windows. A few big comfy looking lounge chairs were placed around the room along with more file cabinets, Jonathan was sitting at the desk, his back to the door typing away on a laptop.
Kat knocked on the open door just out of courtesy and stepped inside the room; Jonathan didn't turn around just glanced back at her and then back to the computer screen.
"Yes?" he asked
Kat opened her mouth to respond but she didn't know why she came looking for him and for a second she didn't know what to say. Jonathan glanced back at her again with an impatient look on his face, "I am quite busy Kat, what do you want?"
She walked over to one of the chairs that were closest to the door; she sat down and looked at the side of his face she could see. "I don't know, I can't really remember the day I mean I remember waking up and taking a shower, oh and eating breakfast, but after that it gets a bit blurry and I was just wondering if you could tell me what happened?"
He didn't turn around still but he stopped typing and looked back at her once again, he was staring at her face with a strange look like he was trying to scan her face for something. He looked like he didn't believe her, which was odd, why would she lie about that; it only made her more curious as to what exactly she was forgetting.
After a couple of minutes he turned back around to his laptop, he started typing again and she felt a irk of annoyance again along with a shooting throbbing pain in her left temple. She groan slightly and closed her eyes, she brought her hands up to her temples and tried rubbing the pain away.
"Look Dr. Crane you could at least give me an answer instead of ignoring me, even a simple I don't know or I don't care or something" she said wearily.
"What's wrong with your head?" he asked
Kat stopped rubbing and opened her eyes, he was still typing away as if he was on auto pilot, "I have a headache, a terrible one and since you won't give me any of my pills I guess I'll just have to suffer, you know what just forget it" She went to stand up but Jonathan, still typing, spoke.
"Sit back down Kat, I am just finishing up"
Kat let out a puff of air and flopped back down into the chair, she continued to rub her temples, "Oh god my head is killing me and why can't these stupid birds shut up"
"What birds?" Jonathan inquired
Kat didn't realize she said that out loud, she meant to say it in her head and thought she did. "Nothing, I'm just mumbling, I'm in a lot of pain" she put her head back and closed her eyes listening to the sound of steady typing and the soft whispers in her head. She hadn't notice that Jonathan had finished or that he was now standing in front of her until he nudged her foot with his.
"Here"
She opened her eyes to see him standing there was a small bottle of water in his hands and holding out a pill in another. She reached out to take them, she examined the pill but it didn't look familiar; she looked back up at him.
"What is this? It's not one of mine"
Jonathan turned away and sat back in the computer chair but was now facing her, "do you want the headache to stop or not, cause if you'd rather suffer just hand it back"
Kat stared at him for a moment, he hadn't said what it was and she didn't know if she could trust him since he did drug her countless times and even with his fear toxin. That's when Kat's face changed and realization had dawned on her, 'oh my god that fucker gassed me!' she jumped up.
"You gassed me!" she exclaimed
"Oh so now your memory is starting to come to you" he replied with that arrogant smile
"Of course I don't have my memory I was probably cowering in a corner completely out of my mind! You asshole!" she yelled "I can't believe you…."
Than Kat's face changed again to pure horror and she sunk back into the chair quietly, 'oh no, oh I didn't, oh say I didn't please' she cried in her head as everything came rushing back, she groaned and put her head down, 'aahhh shut up for a second!' she thought.
When she raised her head he was still staring at her with that full of himself smile and Kat couldn't take much more, she took the pill and gulped half the bottle down. She picked at the label as they sat in silence for a few minutes she didn't know what to say and to be honest she wanted to go back to her room and hide. When finally she could take no more of the whispering in her head she stood up,
"Look please give me my pills I can't do this, I can't take this I can't be crazy I." she trailed off when his face hadn't change, just that bare look he always gave. "You're not going to let me go, just drive me crazy and then dispose of me when you're done... just like he tried" she said softly
"I'm not making you crazy Kat, you are crazy you've been crazy since the moment your family died you just lie to yourself, play along with everyone, I'm setting you free and yes I gassed you and to say I was shock with the outcome is an understatement. And yes I am going to continue using you in my experiments, you are the perfect subject" he answered straight forward.
She just stood there for a minute and then nodded; she put the bottle down on a small table beside the chair and walked away.
"Where are you going?" he demanded
"Back to my room, I feel sick and I want to lie down" she responded in a hollow voice.
Jonathan let her go and got up himself, he went to the kitchen and started to cook supper since his stomach was growling non-stop.
Kat sat on the bed staring at the floor, 'hush now it will be fine, it's nowhere near as bad as before, at least you're not a pin cushion' her mind soothed her.
'No I said never again and I meant it, we're going to chop off our foot'
Kat burst out laughing at that thought, and continued to laugh until it turned into tears, 'no we're not going to do that, but we can just go to sleep, sleep forever with the butterflies can't you hear them always whispering sweet secrets in your ears' she played with her hair again feeling the silky strands slip through her fingers as she smiled. 'And just think how pissed he will be losing such a 'perfect' subject'
She reached under the mattress and pulled out the steak knife, she ran it over her left wrist once softly as if marking the perfect line, then she slid down onto the floor and made a horizontal cut across her wrist, blood slid out slowly and steady. It dripped onto her jeans and the floor making little polka dots, 'let's leave a message, and just too really stick it to him'
Kat held her arm down and let the blood slid across her hand, she then starting writing across the floor as she lay on her side; when she was done she closed her eyes and hummed a soft song to herself.
Jonathan walked down the hallway, he was going to tell one of his men to go tell her to come eat supper but he thought it was best if he went and got her. He opened her door and walked in, he stopped dead in his tracks at the scene in front of him, Kat was lying on the floor on her side, her arm lying on the ground in a small pool of blood, and he saw her wrist was cut, her eyes were closed but he could see her chest moving slightly. There was a small steak knife on the floor beside her and across the floor beside her as well was written in blood.
See what happens when there is no color in my room I have to make do
Jonathan snapped out of his trance and rushed to her, he checked her pulse it was softly beating, her wrist was cut deep but not too bad, he picked her up easily and carried her to his bedroom. He placed her down in a lounge chair, he went through a different door across the room and grabbed his supplies, he pulled another chair up to hers and got to work putting stitches in her wrist. When he cleaned it with antiseptic she whimpered and tried pulling her hand away, he gripped her arm tightly and continued.
Kat opened her eyes slightly and saw Jonathan, 'look at him so focused, how pissed do you think he is, perhaps he'll just let us die' she thought and it made her smile. Jonathan looked up at her; he saw her smile and wanted to slap it off her face.
"I didn't think you were this stupid Kat, or suicidal"
Kat laughed "I'm not suicidal, the butterflies told me to; they said the red would go with the cream color so well" she let out another laugh "and I'd also piss you off so it was a win win situation"
He jabbed the needle in her skin and she cried out, "aren't doctors supposed to be gentle and where is the numbing stuff, you know the needle that puts your arm asleep, OW" another jab of the needle and he pulled the thread through.
"Consider it your punishment, maybe next time you'll think before doing something so stupid" he growled and jabbed again, maybe with a little more force than necessary but he was pissed.
Kat laughed again "well maybe next time you'll put me in a room that doesn't make me want to barf, actually your whole place makes me want to barf, do you really not care what your place looks like"
"I actually don't live here all the time I have a very nice flat in the city this is my hideout so shut the fuck up" another jab.
"Oohh sorry, didn't mean to insult you" another laugh "ah well now my wrist is going numb anyways so there" with that she stuck out her tongue
As Jonathan went to do another stich he pushed his thumb into the cut causing more blood to seep out and Kat to cry out again but right after she laughed again. 'Stop the little bitch from laughing Johnny, take a knife and finish the job'
He ignored them both and continued working, Kat raised her free hand and looked at it, it was covered in blood too and she looked at the pattern in wonder. "I should've done this wrist too maybe then I would've slept instead of being poked by a prick" she laughed at her statement and brought her hand up towards her.
Jonathan tied the last stich and looked up about to tell her to shut the fuck up but he stopped as he watched Kat lick her palm and middle finger, she swallowed and licked her hand again causing a small smudge on the side of her mouth. Her eyes locked with his and they were silent for a moment, she must have seen the shock on his face because she giggled softly,
"Don't knock it until you've tried it, it's like metal candy on your tongue, such a sweet metallic taste kind of like licking a battery" she whispered with such ecstasy in her voice.
He lost all sense of what had happened and for once in his life he responded to the impulse that shot through him like lightening. Jonathan gripped the side of her head and slammed his mouth against hers, his tongue slid along her lips pushing past them to delve into her; he could taste the slight metallic taste of her blood but the taste of her over powered everything, she tasted sweet, the sweetest thing he ever remembered tasting in his life.
Kat was shocked at his reaction; his mouth was against her in a hard demanding kiss that ripped the breath from her lungs. She felt a hunger coil inside of her, it was like he was cool water and she was lost in the desert. She was in shock for a few seconds as he explored her mouth and she just sat there letting him, but then the taste of him filled her mouth and she responded hungrily. His mouth tasted of bitter honey and whiskey a very distinct taste she knew she would never forget.
She didn't know how long it lasted but her lungs burnt for air and when he pulled away she gasped in as much as she could, her chest was heavy and his breath fanned across her face. They just stared at each other for a minute, both unaware of what just happened.
` Without a word Jonathan stood up and pulled her out of the chair, he dragged her across his room, out the door and down the hall. He pushed her back onto her bed; bent down and grabbed the knife and then without a word shut and locked the door behind him.
Kat just sat there staring at the door, her breathing was still uneven and the taste of him still lingered on her tongue. 'Mmm he tasted soo yummy, somehow I thought he would' she thought with a small smile on her face, she looked down at the pool of blood and the dried message. Her eyes than went to her wrist the little black stiches against her swollen wrist and pouted; she still didn't get anything nice to decorate the stupid room with maybe she should try something else.
'Wait was that really the reason I slit my wrist.' She thought ridiculously 'well also to piss off Jonathan' her mind answered. 'Yeah job succeeded now we're locked in this stupid ugly room, with nothing to do'
'Oh come on we use to keep ourselves busy in an empty room for hours I'm sure we can find something in here'
Kat stood up and looked through the dresser and under the bed, in the night stands but there wasn't really anything, 'well we could move the bed against that wall so we'll sleep bathed in moon light, and when it rains we can listen to the pretty drops' She nodded and begun to rearrange the room.
Jonathan was sitting in his computer chair staring at his computer screen again, he had no idea what had happened and he was pissed that the supper had gone cold and he had to clean it all up, his stomach was even louder. 'I fucked up'
'No, you just fucked up in not throwing her ass on the floor and hitting a home run'
Jonathan scrubbed his face with his hands, 'she kissed me back' she hated being touched and yet she seemed to allow his touch more every day.
'Is that why you put your hands on her every chance you get, you are destroying our reputation'
He looked at his screen again watching her on the monitor, she was in the progress of pushing the dresser to the other side of the room, and she had moved the bed to the wall under the window and the lounge chair to the corner. 'What is she doing? If she rips a stitch I'm going to hurt her" he thought 'does the room really bother her that much, well obviously if she slit her wrist to add some color' Jonathan remembered what her apartment looked like it was black, gray, white, blue and a lot of purple. She had flowers almost everywhere, drawings and paintings covered her walls and she had shelves full of dolls and teddy bears.
'She won't cooperate no matter what I throw at her but if I earn her cooperation, I might get some very useful help and information from her and maybe she would stop trying to piss me off'
Jonathan got up and called to one of his men, "grab some of your boys I got a job for you"
Kat was lying on the bed, she had turned the light off and was watching the shadows change on the wall as the sun set and the moon rose. She raised her head slightly up and looked out the window upside down, she could see a little bit of the sky and stars, she started humming little star. Her stomach growled and she pouted, she knew her door was locked and she wanted to kick it down but she didn't want to see Jonathan at the moment, she could still feel his lips against hers and she closed her eyes to replay the moment in her head.
As if on cue she heard her door being unlocked and Jonathan walked in, he took a look around the room and then down at the floor, the blood had dried to an ugly brown stain. Kat noticed him looking at the stain, "I would like to clean it up but I have no water or cloth"
Jonathan walked towards her "why don't you just lick it up"
Kat burst out into laughter and shook her head, "it is old and crusty, it will taste like rusty nails not the electric spark as when life was flowing in it" she stood up and did a little spin on the spot "I hope you aren't mad at me for moving the furniture around" she said softly with that playful innocence again.
Jonathan walked around the bed to the middle of the room "no it is your room, do with it as you wish; moving furniture is a better cure for boredom than slitting your wrists"
Kat looked at the ground, "I told you I need my pills" she whispered so softly his barley heard her, Jonathan moved back towards her.
"No, that's an excuse, you are crazy but not stupid, you did not cut yourself deep enough nor the proper way so that tells me that you did not mean to die at all, just annoy me no doubt" He was standing a couple of feet in front of her.
She glanced up at his face, her wavy curls hanging wildly around her, she was so beautiful if he let himself look at her it was no wonder he ached to touch her, to taste her again. He reached up and brushed her hair behind her ear,
"Perhaps we got off on the wrong foot" Jonathan said while brushing the hair on the other side of her face.
"You mean perhaps I turned out to be more than the average bear" she joked with a small smile "you want my cooperation, to be your little lab rat without chewing through the bars"
Jonathan looked at her, he shrugged casually "I can do it with or without but it would be easier on both of us"
Kat nodded slightly "only problem is I'm done being a lab rat, being poked and drugged and I will not stop fighting, not ever"
"Perhaps my agenda has changed, perhaps we can make a deal?"
Kat raised an eyebrow "I didn't think you could put your ego aside to make such deals"
She was pushing him, testing his limits again, it seemed like a hobby of hers of late and it had started to annoy him.
"Do you want to hear the deal or not Kat?"
Kat laughed softly and flopped on the bed as she usually did, "of course but who am I making this deal with you or scarecrow, and how long have you had multi-personality disorder?" she asked twirling a piece of hair.
Jonathan clenched his jaw, it was getting difficult to speak with her, her mind seems to be on more than one track; he turned around and started to walk out the room.
"Wait! I was just curious, I'm sorry if I offended you, my mind wonders often, sometimes they hinder my thoughts"
Jonathan stopped and turned back around, "they?"
"Are you getting to the deal now or not?" she asked letting her back drop onto the mattress staring at the ceiling.
"You did react completely different to my fear toxin than I could've ever imagined, and yes I did think of upping the dosage and trying again but, things have changed. You have become something much more than just a test subject, you're a thorn in my side no doubt, and often I want to strangle the life from you"
"And other times you want to kiss me as you did earlier" she finished
Jonathan looked at her, she was still staring at the ceiling her one hand still twirling the piece of hair.
"so the deal is if I promise to not harm you during the experiments, that If I tell you exactly what I'm doing, what will happen and such, if you promise to do what I say and help me with our work I will give you things you so very much crave and your stay here could be more comfortable, more free than they are at the moment" he was standing beside her bed looking down at her.
Kat didn't answer right away just made a slight humming sound to indicate she was thinking about it, "what exactly do you need to experiment on me that you can't do on someone else?"
Jonathan moved slightly, she felt the bed shift and he came into her line of vision holding himself above her with his arms. "I want to know what goes on in your head during my toxin; I want to see how your mind works off the drugs, basically I just want to know how you tick"
Kat looked into his eyes as if she was searching for something, "you have a fascination with the mind don't you, why is mine so intriguing when yours seems so much more complex?"
"you don't realize it but as much as I hate to say it, I have never met someone like you, even the first moment I saw you staring at Arkham there was something in your eyes that told me so, your mind through everything that has happen to you didn't break and destroy itself instead it broke and stabilized you, it created something" he stopped for a second, he was already saying too much but he needed her to accept the deal needed her cooperation desperately, he didn't like it but he wasn't a fool not to realize something right in front of his face. "Amazing, something perfect"
They stared at each other for a while, she was trying to decide what to do, she knew either way she was stuck here and he was right, why not make it easier on herself, she could have anything. 'Does that mean even him' the thought made her smile slightly and a light blush creped across her face.
She must've thought of something inappropriate because Jonathan noticed she blushed and look down at his chest. "I can have anything?" she whispered
"anything within my power that does not track attention or cause problems for me, yes you will" Jonathan felt a surge of power through him, effecting her in anyway made him feel so much more than just Dr. Crane, it seemed to wipe away the memories of his past.
'oh yes poor little nerdy Johnny can you stop being such a fucking pansy and get on with this pathetic idea of making deals, we should just take what we want like we always have done, or hell at least cup a feel while you're on top of her'
Jonathan pushed scarecrow back and focused on this moment, he could feel her giving in, she would agree to the deal he just needed to hear it from her lips. He brushed his hand down the side of her neck and down her side, he lifted her arm up towards him and looked at her wrist, it was healing nicely the swelling had gone down; he thought she must've pulled at least one stitch moving the furniture but she hadn't.
Kat shivered slightly at his touch, his hands could be so soft when needed or rough and harsh, and both excited her extremely.
"I want some carbonated water, and some gummy bears, a big bag. And ice cream, vanilla with a bunch of banana's to put in it. My clothes would be nice too, especially my pajamas and" she was cut off by his hand on her mouth his face so close that the tips of his hair tickled her face.
"Just say yes and I'll show you what I have brought for you" Kat smiled under his hand and said something that was muffled, he removed his hand.
"You brought me something already, what if I had said no, you are really arrogant that you just assume I would say yes"
Jonathan growled and slapped his hand back over her mouth, "you are one more comment away from ruining the whole damn deal and having me just strapping you to a table"
Kat let out a muffled laugh and then licked his hand, he pulled it away and wiped it on her blanket, "yes I accept but just remember you agreed to this deal too that means you keep your little dark side in check as well, or is that just you who likes to backhand me" she said
Jonathan pushed himself up and held out his hand, Kat took it and he led her down the hall. She recognized the door they just passed as his bedroom and even though she woke up in it she didn't know what it looked like, at the time she wasn't really paying attention. Much like now, she bumped into Jonathan's back when he stopped at the second door down from his.
He turned around and raised an eyebrow, "sorry I was lost in thought"
Jonathan opened the door and stepped to the side to allow her to walk in, Kat looked away from him and into the room what she saw made her gasp. It was a new bedroom bigger than the one she just came from, but the astounding part was it was her bedroom, hers from her apartment, everything was there, her bed, her blankets, her pillows, her art, her art supplies, her dolls, her teddy bears, even fresh flowers, everything.
Kat let out a yelp of happiness and ran to her bed, she buried her face in the blankets, the smell wasn't as strong as usual no doubt from not being washed in a week but it was there still, that smell of lilac that soothed her completely. She rolled herself in them and swayed back and forth, she jumped up and looked around some more, her dresser was against one wall and she ran to it. It was full of her clothes, and her soft silk and cotton pajama's, she noticed there was a door to her left; she walked over and looked inside it was the bathroom she had showered in before.
"It's a shared bathroom to let you know, my room is on the other side of it, don't get any idea's it's locked at all times"
Kat laughed and turned towards him, "still don't trust me when you sleep, at least when I am locked in here I won't be bored" she ran her hand over her pencil box
"Your door won't be locked anymore; I see no reason why it should, unless you give me a reason"
Kat smiled and nodded.
"Well I am going to bed, you are free to do what you please, I will be gone tomorrow during the day I will be at the asylum, I am still a doctor and I have neglected my job for longer than allowed, tomorrow will be our first day with our new deal" he walked to the door and stopped, he turned towards her "don't make me regret it Kat" he replied with his voice low and as dangerous as the look on his face.
"I wouldn't dream of it, Good-night Dr. Crane"
With that he left and closed the door behind him, Kat waited for the sound of the lock but it never came, he was true to his word and left the door unlocked. Kat changed into a pair of her favorite pajama's and jumped into her bed, which was right where she wanted it right under the window; and a plus was the window opened and let the cool night breeze blow in. She was in heaven right now and she was so happy that he made the deal but she would never say so, he was arrogant enough as it was.
Okay hope you liked the chapter, remember to review and keep my dreams alive: P thanks for reading.
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