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The Raven's Call	By : AsylumWritings Category: DC Verse Comics > Batman Views: 433 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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An over-indulgence of anything, even something as pure as water, can intoxicate. Criss Jami, Venus in Arms
I climbed out of bed, walking to the closet. Oz was still asleep, so I was trying to be quiet, but I still didn’t really know where things were. I shifted the hangers, soon finding the dress I was looking for.
I changed into the cute, white mini-dress and slipped on some sandals. I heard Oz stir, and once I’d put my hair up, I walked back out to him.
He’d gone straight back to sleep, so I climbed over him, sitting gently on his waist. His face was calm and gentle, and I didn’t want to wake him, but I knew he would worry if I just disappeared on him.
“Oz, honey.” I whispered, softly touching his chest. “Wake up.”
He stirred again, opening his eyes to look at me. It took a few moments for him to wake up, but then he took hold of my waist and rolled us over, trapping me under him.
“Morning.” He kissed me. “What are you all dressed up for this early in the morning?”
“I need to get out for a little while, get some air. So, I thought I would find a bakery nearby, walk down and get breakfast to bring back.” I replied, wrapping my arms around him.
“Do you want me to come with you?”
I shook my head. “I just didn’t want you to worry if you woke up and I was gone. You can go back to sleep, if you want.”
“I might as well stay up now.” He got up, helping me off the bed. “I’ll see you when you get back.”
I kissed him goodbye, picked up my bag and new phone, then headed to the elevator and out onto the street. It was a beautiful day, with the sun shining and barely any clouds. Checking my phone, I found that the nearest bakery was just around the corner, only about ten minutes away.
As I began to walk, I got a strange feeling, like I was being followed. I slowly looked behind me, but there was nobody there. Shaking my head, I turned back, only to bump right into someone. Stepping back in surprise, I looked up, only to recognise the person in front of me. He was far more well-dressed than last time I saw him, but I guess anything looks better dressed than an asylum uniform.
“Jonathan Crane.” I tilted my head. “How did you manage to escape?”
“It was easy enough. I’ve done it many times.” He pushed his glasses up his nose. “Your escape just provided a convenient distraction. Thank you for that.”
“We didn’t do it for you, but you’re welcome.” I walked around him, rolling my eyes when I realised he was walking beside me. “I would think you’d be on the top of their list of people to recapture. Isn’t it dangerous to be out and about like this?”
“They’ve stopped trying to just capture me anymore. They wait until I slip up or until I basically invite them to.”
I didn’t reply until we got to the bakery. Stopping next to the door, I turned to face him.
“And you’re following me because…?” I asked, crossing my arms over his chest.
He shrugged. “I was walking by, and I saw you. I thought it would be polite to see if you were doing alright.”
“I’d rather you didn’t. I’m trying to forget that I was ever there.”
“Fine. I’ll leave you be.” He turned on his heel, tucking his hands in his jacket as he walked away.
I sighed, feeling a little guilty about blowing him off, but I really wanted to put everything behind me and move on. Walking into the bakery, I picked up some croissants, muffins and coffee, then headed back, trying not to think about what happened.
By the time I got to the apartment, my anxiety was starting to rise. I was feeling shaky and scared. If Crane knew where I was, how long would it be before the police knew?
Oz came out of the bedroom, and saw the confused, anxious look on my face.
“What happened?” He asked, taking everything from me.
I followed him to the kitchen, a little speechless still. Sliding onto one of the bar stools, I rested my chin in my hand.
“I… Jonathan Crane was down on the street.” I took a deep breath. “If he knows where we are, will the police find us too?”
“Hey, shh.” He walked over to me, gently taking hold of my face. “We are safe here, I promise. Crane… He’s smart, smart enough to know that turning us in would put him in the spotlight too.”
I nodded, reaching across the bench for my coffee. “I’m sorry. I’m just really on edge right now.”
He pressed a kiss to my forehead. “I’ll run a bubble bath for you. It’s going to be okay, the police will give up searching for us pretty quickly. And I own this building, the security is tight, I promise.”
I watched him leave, turning to my muffin to eat.
“Will she be okay?” Butch asked him.
“She’ll be fine.” He replied, readjusting his grip on his phone. “She’s just used to being in a tiny cell and she needs to readjust.”
“Is there anything I can do?”
He leaned on the bench, tapping his fingers on it. “Find out what you can about Jonathan Crane. I don’t like the fact that he approached her in the street, and I need to know if he’s going to be an issue.”
“I’ll see what I can find.” Butch replied, hanging up.
I walked out of the bathroom, sitting down on the bed. I was still feeling a little shaky, but a lot calmer than I was before.
“Feeling better?” Oz asked, leaning on the door frame.
“A little. I just… can’t go back there.” I played with the edge of my dress. “I know that it will be worse next time.” I stood up, walking over to him and softly touching his chest. “I’m alright, just rattled.”
He kissed me, gently. “Get changed and we’ll go to the club. There’s someone you should see.”
“Oh, okay! I’ll be ready soon then.” I headed to the bathroom to do my makeup, and then got changed. I returned a short while later looking much more club ready in my red silk shift dress and heels.
Oz was sitting on the edge of the bed, doing up his tie. I took it out of his hands and finished it for him, sitting in his lap.
“You look so beautiful.” He whispered, catching my gaze with his.
“And you,” I tightened the tie, then wrapped my arms around his neck. “Look amazing in a suit. Shall we go?”
He nodded, lifting me off his lap. I followed him down to the car, wondering who he wanted me to see. I was hoping it was Molly, but last I’d heard, she’d left the city with her boyfriend.
It was a longer drive than I expected, and it left me with too much time to think. I lost myself in my thoughts and worries, until I felt Oz touch my knee.
“Stay out of your head for a little while, Bee.” He said, quietly. “We’re here.”
“Sorry. There’s just a lot running through my mind right now.” I looked over at him.
He leaned in close, kissing me. “It’s alright. I just don’t want you to spend the rest of your life worrying and looking over your shoulder.”
I nodded, and we climbed out of the car. He took my hand, gently squeezing it, then lead me inside. It was just before midday, so it was relatively empty still. Looking around, I smiled widely when I saw the blonde curls of my best friend at the bar.
“Molly?” I called.
She turned on the chair, then came running over to hug me. I didn’t want to let go, but Oz softly touched my back.
“I’ll be upstairs if you need me.” He kissed my cheek, then headed up to his office.
“Come.” Molly dragged me over to the bar, waving the bartender over. “Two espresso martinis.” Then she turned to me. “When I heard you were in Arkham, I was so worried about you. So I came back as soon as I heard you got out. How are you?”
“I’m doing alright. I got pushed around a bit, so I’m a little bruised, but I’ll be okay.” I crossed my ankles, leaning on the bar.
“What happened in there?”
I sighed. “The guards, they treated the patients so horribly. No wonder most patients end up in there until they die. They’re constantly being abused.”
“Geez, that’s awful.” She sipped her drink. “I’m glad you’re alright.”
“Enough about me, I’m fine. Tell me about how things are going with you and Danny!”
“Well…” She held out her left hand, showing off a beautiful white gold ring with a square ruby.
“You’re engaged???” I exclaimed, hugging her even tighter than before. “I’m so excited for you!”
“Just yesterday. We haven’t started discussing anything yet, but I’ll tell you everything as soon as we’ve worked it out.”
We spent the next couple of hours just talking, and catching up. But eventually she had to head back to her hotel, so I hugged her goodbye and watched her leave. I sat there for a moment, finally feeling better.
Picking up another drink, I headed upstairs to the office. I knocked gently on the door, trying not to be too disruptive.
“Come in.”
I stepped inside, closing the door behind me. Oz was on a call, but it sounded like he was wrapping up.
“I’ll call back tomorrow. But I expect the delivery in my warehouse on Monday.” He dropped the phone on the desk, waving me over.
“Thank you.” I sat on his desk in front of him, placing my drink down then leaning on my hands on the edge. “I needed that.”
“I want to be able to fix everything for you, but I know that I’m not always the best person to help.” He ran his hands up the back of my legs.
“Maybe not,” I slid into his lap. “But you always know just what I need to feel better.”
He kissed me, one hand in my hair and the other slowly sliding my dress up my thighs. I loosened his tie, ready to pull it off, but then there was a knock on the door and we pulled apart.
I climbed off his lap, going over to the door to open it. Butch was standing there, but he hesitated when he saw me.
“Sorry, am I interrupting?” He asked.
“No, I was just heading out.” I turned to Oz. “If you’re not going to be home until later, can you bring dinner?”
He nodded, and I left the two of them to their work.
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