A Foolish Grave

Chapter 2

Devyn's POV

It's late when I get to the warehouse. Pulling my gun back out I check the building, it's clear. Without hesitating I go straight to my old room, dumping the bag on the floor, shutting the door and falling onto the bed- passing out. 

I'm woken by the sun beating down on my face from the small window. My back cracks as I sit up, swinging my legs over the bed I go to my duffel, pulling fresh clothes out. Trying the shower I'm relieved to see it still works and has a decent temperature, I make it quick and head to the kitchen. Pulling the packet of cigarettes out of my pocket I light it and search the kitchen for some coffee. Finally I see some in the second shelf, smelling it I decide its okay to use. Flicking on the kettle I take a long drag on the stick and take a deep breath. My head spins so I close my eyes forcing the headache away. click! turning to the side I lift the kettle and pour it into the cup, using a spoon to stir the hot liquid. Stubbing the cigarette on the counter I move to sit on the counter, sipping at the drink. Looking ahead of me I see a post it note with a little drawing of a house with a ghost next to it, 

"Hide and seek ;)" is written next to the rawing. 

Hopping off the counter I peel it from the wall, staring at it. Folding it I place it in my jean shorts pocket, placing my empty cup sink I walk out and down the hall. Spotting the only coloured door in the building, Jack's room. Opening the door I'm greeted with purple walls and green flooring. Most of the items in the room where gone leaving a bed and a wardobe, along with some small items. Opening the wardobe I find one of Jack's waist coats. I pull it off the hanger and hold it in my hands, 

"where are you Jack?"I whisper, 

I hear car tires on the gravel outside and look out the window. 2 black cars have pulled up outside, next to my bike. I sprint back to my room and stuff the clothing into my bag and listen to where the foot steps are. Sneaking out the room I weave through the building and out to my bike. Quietly I move the bike to the edge of the gravel and get on, racing away. I didn't look back to see if they had saw me leave. I sighed knwoing the only place I could go now was on the other side of Gotham, somewhere I hadn;t been before.. Wayne Manor. 

Racing through the streets I get to the city quickly, making sure to weave through back streets to make it harder to track or follow me. I stop at a red light, 

"Devyn?!"

I hate that I did it, it's a mistake I'll always remember. My head snaps to the side and I see Shane stood there, looking at me. He's worried, confused and unsure. The light changes and I drive away. Heart aching. I wish I could go back and see him, see all 3 of them again. 10 minutes later and I arrive at the gates of Wayne Manor. Pressing the buzzer a familar voice rings through, 

"I'm sorry Mister Wayne isn't expecting anyone today"Alfred's voice calls through, 

Pressing the button again I speak, "Alfred..it's me"

It's quiet for a few seconds,

"Devyn?"

"yes"I smile, 

the gates buz open and I drive up to the doors. Taking off my helmet I see Alfred stood on the steps, eyes watery. I get off the bike and walk up to him. He cups my face and I hold his hands, 

"Devyn..my god"

"Hi Alfred"I blubbed, 

He pulled me into a tight hug and a few tears slip from my eyes, 

"what are you doing here?"he chuckles as we pull away from the hug, 

"I need a place to stay.."I reply sheepishly, 

"well you're more than welcome here, I told you that a long time ago"

He pulls me in the house and I take the keys from my bike. We sit in the living room and I look around, 

"where is Bruce?"

"he doesn't leave the upper floor.."

I nod slowly, "how long has it been now?"Alfred asks, 

"2 years.."I breathe, 

"Are you still looking for..you know..him?"

I look down, fiddling with my hands, "Joker? yes I am.."

Alfred lifts my chin, "you'll find him, I know it"

I smile, "Thank you, is there any chance I could go up to see Bruce?"

"You may try, but he may be much different to how you were used to him.."

"I understand, I still want to try"

Alfred stands up and leads me to the upper wing, unlocking a large door, 

"he's in there, I hope you get something out of him..I rarely do"

"Thank you again Alfred"

I walk in and the door shuts behind me, 

"Bruce?"

There's no answer. I keep walking forward, I see an open space, large sofa's in the middle. 

"Bruce? Its me-"

"Devyn."

I spin round to see Bruce stood in a red dressing gown, using a walking stick to hold himself up. His beard grown out, he looked withered, 

"Long time no see"I chuckle, 

"why are you here?"He says, voice hoarse, 

"I had no choice..I'm sorry, my apartment had been found by peopple after me and I had no where else to go.."

He nods at me, "well you'll be safe here"

"Thank you.."

He walks around me to sit on one of the sofa's, I sit down on the oppsoite one, 

"what I want to know is why you did it that night.."

My body tenses at his question, 

"what night?"

"don't do that with me Devyn. You know which one"

I nod at him, looking down, 

"You want to know why I saved the Joker.."

"yes, and what exactly happened to leave you unconious on the ground for 3 hours"

Looking up his face is blank, 

"Meeting the Joker was one of the weirdest moments of my life, and he was protecting me the whole time, it was me getting in the way. I..I'd fell for him and I was going to leave with him however he wouldn't let me, he didn't want to ruin my life.. I was protesting so he wrapped an arm around my neck and I'd passed out.."

He nods, 

"where you working with him and me at the same time."

"no! There were only 2 times I helped him, the first was at your party, I was the one who arrested him and then faked his escape then the second one was that night. the last time I saw him in 2 years."

"I understand it, believe me, and I'm not angry at you for it.."

"you're not?"I ask, looking up at him,

"no, I know you did it for another reason whether you know it or not and look at the last 2 years, he hasn't done anything, not major, I've seen little things but-"

"you've seen activity from him?"

"Yes..you haven't?"

"no! can you help me find him or at least send me what you have on him?"

Bruce sighs, standing up, 

"I don't do this anymore.. but I'll send you the infomation I have"

"thank you!"

He smiles at me, holding his arm out. Moving forward I hug him, being careful, 

"I'll let you get back to resting or whatever"

He nods at me and I walk back out, feeling more hopeful than I have in the past 2 years.