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Part 2

The Riddler: Part 2

You sat beside the hospital bed watching the machines go up and down with stats and readings. You had brought Edward to the hospital because he was bleeding tremendously and you didn't know what else to do.

You got up to go buy a drink from the machine when you felt the air get a bit eerie. You heard a deep voice behind you.

"You shouldn't get involved with a man like that." You faced the voice in the corner and pointed ears were seen in the shadows.

"He is still my friend. I couldn't of left there to die." You retorted with a scoff.

"Friend or not. That doesn't make up for what he did. He has to be put away." Batman stepped forward ready with cuffs.

"What did he do?" You backed away to the bed and blocked his view of the unconscious man.

"That does not concern you. Step aside." He reached to move you and you grabbed his arm.

"What makes you think I won't just scream and cause a scene." You stared into the eyes of the city's most famous crime fighter.

"Don't make this harder for the both of us." He threatened and nudged you. Right then, a doctor walked in with a clipboard and he ran away.

"Well, it seems Mr.Nigma had only suffered blunt force trauma and he should be fine in the morning. I'll send a nurse in soon to take his vitals." He smiled a bit and walked back out.

You noticed the Bat in the corner standing quietly and you grabbed Edward's hand. He was wrapped in a gauze and had a bruise forming on his face the size of a softball.

"Just take him another time, but he's suffered enough today." You fixed his hair and sat back in your seat. You expected a reply, however it was dead silent and you looked to find him. He wasn't around anymore and you sighed heavily.

~Middle of the Night~

You heard things being knocked over and you woke up from your spot on the bed. Edward was looking in the mirror with a gruesome look.

"Edward.....what happened?" You spoke rubbing your eyes.

"At night they come without being fetched. By day they are lost without being stolen. What are they?" He stood in front of the mirror.

"I-I don't know. What?" You perked up and fixed your (curly/straight/wavy) hair.

"Doubts and fears." He made his way to you his eyes filled with tears. You remained quiet feeling the pain hitting your chest. Guys crying were your biggest weakness. He kneeled in front of you and laid his head in your lap.

"What is making me this way?" He spoke quietly and you rubbed his head softly.

"Edward, I don't know. Maybe see a psychiatrist or hypnotist." You answered not knowing how to help.

"They are no use. I've tried everything I can." You felt water hit your leg and he lifted his head.

"I know of a woman. Harleen Quinzel. She's treating patients in Arkham." You suggested and listened with full focus.

"Thank you for listening. I'll try it, but only for you." He wiped his face and you grabbed his hands softly.

"You're welcome. Why didn't you come to me sooner?" You stroked his cheek relieving the redness of his skin.

"Fear. Guilt. Love..." He blushed and you bit your lip nervous.

"Edward....."

"I'm not asking for much just let me do this. Please?" He sat up and you watched him inch closer to you. You eyes traveled to his lips and you connected instantly. He pulled away after a bit and you felt the butterflied erupt.

"Are you okay?" You asked and he grinned ear to ear. (not the crazy killer smile.)

"Had by few but treasured by all. I'm on the inside and outside and I make men fall. What am I?" He questioned and you shrugged your shoulders.

"Beauty." He wrapped his arms around you and you hugged him back tightly. Even if he had his cons, the pros outweighed the bad.

(A/N: It is utter crap, but it was a bit cute. So, thank you for reading and I love you all. Comment and vote please. Also, if you want dedications or requests just ya know hit that message button. I am more than happy to write what you want.)