Thank You: Chapter 11

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"So he called you, to tell you to remember? Remember what??" I'm getting ready for work but not before I called cat over to tell her what joker did. "I think I know what he's talking about but I only remember bits and pieces..." I trail off as I zip up my black skirt. I have a blue blouse on as well as gold shoes with a gold necklace and light pink purse.

"Well what is it? Is it the night of his first raid? Is it that night you guys went on a date?!?" I look at her like she's crazy, "no! Jesus, I don't even want to think of that night right now

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"Well what is it? Is it the night of his first raid? Is it that night you guys went on a date?!?" I look at her like she's crazy, "no! Jesus, I don't even want to think of that night right now. It was the night my parents died." She looks at me a bit worried at the mention of my parents and follows me as I walk to the front door. "Why would he want you to remember that?" I shrug as I hear the worried tone in her voice. "I've got to go to work, you can stay here but knowing you, you wont." As I'm going to walk out the door cat grabs my wrist. i look back at her to see a worried frown on her face. "I think I have an idea, I'll see you tonight." I nod my head towards her and leave for Wayne tower.

As I walk out of the elevator and towards my desk I see Bruce lean8ng against the desk. "Hello sir, is there anything I can get You?" I hand him the coffee I got him on the way there and he takes it with a smile. "Thank you, and I was just here to tell you the good news. We found a spot for you at Arkham if you still want it, of course this job alone seems quite taxing on you." He motions towards my face and I laugh awkwardly knowing he's talking about the bags under my eyes from stress and no sleep. "You sure know how to make a girl feel nice mr wayne but I'm fine. I'd be happy to take the job." He smiles and stands up straight, "great! I'll drive you there." I'm taken back as he walks to the elevator. "Wait what?" He stops and looks at me, "I'm taking you to arkham asylum. As the person who referred you to their it's only appropriate." He holds his hand out for me to take and gives me a charming smile. I smile back and take his hand and walks with him into the elevator. As were going down to the basement I play with my hands in excitement. I have been wanting to work at arkham for a while now and I'm finally going to be able to. "What made you want to work at arkham?" I jump at Bruce's voice and giggle awkwardly. "Well I always loved how the mind worked. I've always loved helping those less fortunate. I guess it's just something I enjoy." I smile at him and the elevator dings and I follow him as we walk amongst  the many cars. I pause as I see Bruce walk up to a Lamborghini Aventador LP 700-4. "This is your car?" I ask flabbergasted. He smirks and walks to the passenger side and opens the door. It opens and goes upwards and my eyes go wide in amazement. "Pleasures of being a billionaire?" I get into the car a bit hesitantly and as he closes the door says "one of them." I smirk at his slight cockiness and buckle up as he gets in. "This is beautiful." I say in awe as I move in the seat a bit. Bruce smirks more and looks at me, "Thank you." He starts the engine and were driving out of the building.

I'm looking out the window as I hear Bruce's voice, "so tell me about yourself. I know you lived here when you were young? You know Selena so I'm supposing you did." I smile and play with my purse. "Yes I lived here until I was sixteen, then...things happened and I was forced to move." I look down as I speak and I can hear Bruce moving in his seat a bit. "What happened?" I look up at him to see he's looking at me, "well, my parents died. The police said it would be best to leave Gotham so they found a family willing to take me. I didn't find out they lived in England until I first met them." I try to explain as quick as possible to avoid talking about my parents. With everything going on it has became an even more uncomfortable topic. As I expected, he asks more anyways. "What happened to your parents?" I shift uncomfortable and look out the window as I softly speak, "they were murdered. It was a long time ago." I'm hoping he'll leave it alone but he keeps on. "Who killed them?" I rub my  tempals as a headache starts to form, "an old friend? I don't....really.. remember much of that night...or the trial...ach!" I grab at my head as I feel it pound harder with each word. I see things flash in front of me as if a strobe light has been put right in front of my eyes. All of a sudden it starts and I'm breathing a bit hard. The car has stopped and I feel someone touching my arm. "Are you okay!? Lizzy?!" I look over to see Bruce looking at me with worry in his eyes. "I..im okay...im sorry I don't know what happened..." I trail off as I smile at him to try to calm him down but I can still see the worry. "We're almost to arkham. Are you sure you don't want to just go home for the day?" I shake my head no and smile at him, "I'm okay, I think I just thought too hard." I laugh a bit to lighten the mood but I can tell he's not believing me. He starts up the car and we finish driving to the asylum. What the hell just happened to me though?

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