Chapter 39 Jim Gordon

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Third pov

Jim Gordon watched as children and teenagers talked to the police and were checked over by paramedics before they were let go.

"Commissioner Gordon." Renee Montoya walked over.

"What do you have for me?"

"Not much. Apparently Two-Face and Scarecrow held them hostage. Scarecrow sprayed one of the students from the visiting french class."

Jim's eyebrows shot up. "Isn't that class from Wayne's program?"

She nodded. "Yeah, she's been around the Wayne family a lot, especially the youngest, dunno if the rogues sees her as a good target because of it. Two-Face wandered off after a little bit with a few henchmen and didn't come back."

"What happened to Scarecrow?"

Montoya motioned with her head to the paramedics looking over Damian Wayne and another teen. A girl. Which means it's the girl that got the brunt of Scarecrows obsession this time.

"The kids closest said she was dazed for a bit, but then she threw herself at Scarecrow and started beating him black and blue. He won't be getting out of a hospital bed anytime soon."

The teen girls hands looked bad even from where he was standing. Bloody and with split skin.

"Think she'll be up for a talk?"

Montoya looked at him. "I don't know, maybe. Why?"

He frowned. "This is the second time she's been the target." At Montoya's raised eyebrow he elaborated. "First time was Edward Nygma, the Riddler, and now Scarecrow. Riddler might've been a slump and I have no idea what Two-Face was here for but Scarecrow only went for her, and he normally sprays everyone he can."

Which means he specifically went for her. It's really the only explanation that makes sense. Otherwise wouldn't he have used his gas on as many as possible..... But was it his idea or someone else's?

Jim groaned quietly. He needed some coffee.

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Damian stayed close to Marinette as the paramedics looked her over.

They did want to check on him too but backed off when he made it clear that he'd be checked over at home. They didn't want to argue after he glared at them to make his point clear.

His beloved had busted her hands (and Scarecrows face), her arms and shoulders have bruises from Scarecrows henchmen trying to pull her off. One of them had tried to grip around her waist and managed to leave a handprint and a bruised rib.

Her mental state was a bit more difficult to deduct since she reacted very badly to coming down from the fear toxin.

Her skin is ghost white and she shakes her head when they offer her a bite to eat.

"Dami?"

The paramedics had gone to talk to comissioner Gordon.

"Yes angel?"

"Where's Adrien and Chloe?"

He points towards the bench that the two are sitting on. The cop that had been asking them questions had just left.

Agreste noticed him looking- no, that's not really true. Because he's been keeping watch over them just like Damian had been watching the other two.

"Do you want to see them?"

Marinette nodded and Damian motioned for the two to come over. Funnily enough he could use the same hand signals he usually uses with his family.

"Do everyone react like this to fear toxin? Because I can safely say I would've preferred not feeling like absolute garbage." She groaned, her head was resting on Damian's shoulder, one of his hands running through her hair.

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