White Knight-Batman SI (Bruce x Rachel)(OC x Selina Kyle)

Part 17

Chapter 17

RACHEL DAWES

The last few days had been nothing but a roller coaster for the assistant DA of Gotham City. First, there was the attack on her by Falcone's mob. It had truly shaken, and just as she had felt hope lost, he had appeared.

Gotham's rumored guardian. She had thought it to is a legend, a myth, folklore drummed up by the gangs of the city. Yet he was real. Batman was real.

For any other person, such action would have been enough, then within days of that ordeal, the Police would find Falcone and his men, beat up and chained by the ports, literally loaded with drugs.

And then there was the attack on Thomas's girlfriend. Yes, and she was calling her that no matter how much the two of them deny it. Thomas was a rather introverted person, and though he socialized and went out quite a bit, it was rare for him to get attached to someone. Selina Kyle was the first person she had seen him glance at with literal stars in his eyes.

Sometimes, she felt a similar gaze land in herself, this time from a very different person.

She had planned to visit them at the manor today, yet those plans had been spoiled as she found herself in a car with her boss as they moved towards the Narrow, one of Gotham City's most dangerous areas.

"Now, can I know where we are going?" she questioned, getting frustrated by all this secrecy, and the DA smiled like an idiot.

"Just be a little more patient. We are almost there," he said as he took a turn to the right. She frowned as she saw a number of Police cars lined up outside a building, a yellow tape border erected around it.

"It couldn't be," she gasped as she recognized just where they were and got out of the car in a daze.

"Yeah, that is one of your greatest dreams come to life. We were able to obtain warrants for Crane's arrest," he informed her, and she couldn't believe it. Doctor Jonathan Crane had been the biggest thorn in her side for years. The man was basically a get-out-of-jail-free card for the criminal fraternity of the city.

She had repeatedly tried to get warrants to contest the man's role as Arkham's leading psychologist yet failed at every turn.

"How did you do this?" she questioned, knowing that she had not seen such a filing from their office.

"He didn't," a voice cut in from behind, and she turned and found another assistant DA standing there, one from the West side.

"I did," he answered rather cockily, his white teeth shining through his parted smile as he offered his hand up.

"Harvey Dent," he replied, and she recognized that name. There had been some buzz about the new rising star in the West side, and it seems it wasn't all for naught.

"Rachel Dawes," she introduced herself as she shook his hand, and the man nodded.

"Yeah, I have heard about you. I like to keep tabs on the competition," he said with a smile, making her frown.

"Competition," she said, looking towards her boss, who shrugged.

"I am not too young anymore. I want to live a little. Plus, I think I will be content in leaving all this in either of your hands," he replied, making his intentions of retiring clear.

She rolled her eyes at him before she looked her competition in the eye.

"Crane's a crony, a slippery one. But a crony nonetheless, I will be prosecuting Falcone," she said as she smirked and turned away from him.