What Will It Take, Victor Zsasz?

The hitmans police work.

The unlikely pair arrived at the Gotham precinct. Anyone who was crazy enough to be up at this hour was staring at them as they ran through towards Jim's desk.

"Hey partner... Getting an early start?" Bullock looked at Jim in mild confusion before meeting the gaze of Zsasz.

"I wish that was the case. Why are you here?" Jim eyed Harvey suspiciously.

"Hey man, I'm not the one bringing in a hitman with no cuffs." Harvey shot straight back.

"I'm not bringing him in, he needs our help." Jim spoke cautiously.

"Seriously? He tried to gun you down and you're helping him?" Bullock threw his hands in the air, over exaggerated if you asked Victor.

"A girl is missing, name's Cara Dellany.." Jim tried to continue before the older man interupted again.

"Shit, I interviewed her a few weeks back. When the Wayne kid and Cat went missing..."

"Did she say anything a miss?"

"No, she was a doctor in the slums. Said Cat would sometimes come by with people who were in need of help by never got checked up." Bullock's voice was calm, his eyebrows suddenly twisting together. "Why are you looking for her anyway?" He aimed his question at Victor.

"We are.. um, together." Victor for the first time in history looked nervous and a little vunerable infront of police.

Harvey thought this was all some twisted dream but even he couldn't have made this up.

"I'll run her name." Harvey sighed.

"Thanks Harv. I'll go to the clinic and see who her last patients were. Zsasz, stay here." Jim hurried out of the door leaving Harvey and Victor to share an awkward look.

"Cara Dellany.. Twenty one, Birthday 17th of june, Height 5ft3. Blonde hair, blue eyes, pale skin. Mother desceased, father desceased. No siblings, no mobile number on record. No close relatives... Ahah! Emergency contact, Janice White." Harvey mumbled through her information before jumping up and scratching down the address.

"Hurry up Zsasz, you wanna find this girl or not?" He called from the precinct entrance.

Victor hurried down the few steps and out the door where Bullock was getting into a car. He climbed into the passenger seat, the car fired up as soon as the door closed.

They arrived outside of a rough looking block of flats, the entire building dimly lit.

"I'll do the talking." Harvey warned.

They went straight to the womans door, Harvey banging on it three times.

"Hello? Who is it?" A womans voice called back.

"Police. I need to talk with a Janice White." He replied loudly.

The door made many clicking noises before it finally sprang open.

"Mr. Zsasz, what a suprise." Janice greeted him instantly confusing Bullock.

"Wait you two know eachother?" Harvey questioned.

"No, not really. Cara told me about him.. What is this about?" Janice asked all of a sudden concerned.

"Cara is missing, do you know anyone who would want to hurt her? Any extra jobs this week? Even if she had any strange patients?" Victor asked the woman who now looked distraught.

"I worked with her about four days ago. She told me she was meeting a client by the flea, he had offered quite the amount of money for her to assist him with his sick wife. He said he was a criminal and thats why he couldn't go to the hospital." Janice's voice became shaky as she spoke.

"Did she say what he looked like?" Victor asked again, Harvey stood dumbfounded in the doorway.

"No, she said it was all done over the phone."

"Do you have a pen and her number? I can get phone records and track him from there."

Janice nodded to Victor and wrote a number down onto a piece of paper handing it to him.

"Let me know when you find her. Good luck, Mr. Zsasz." She smiled as he left and headed straight for the car.

Harvey followed behind him, getting into the drivers side he stared at the man beside him a little while longer.

"You know if you weren't already a hitman, you'd have made a great cop." He commented watching for Victors response.

"Being a hitman and needing to track people is what has taught me so much. Why do you think I always get a job done. You don't teach the things I have learned in the force." Victor added, tapping his finger waiting for Bullock to drive.

Jim called while they were on thier way back, he had found nothing. They told him about having her number and tracking her calls and cell.

Victor ran into the police department the moment the car stopped, morning had been coming in fast and soon the place would be full.

"I need a computer. You may not want to watch as what I'm about to do is highly illegal." Victor stated passing by Jim.

"Use mine." Jim sighed as he watched the man rush up the steps.

"Hey, how'd it go?" He asked Harvey who also looked up at the man furiously typing on the computer.

"For an assasin, the guy acted more like a hero cop than you." Harvey grinned.

"Got it! Also I reset your whole hardrive, the system was faulty." Victor grinned as he headed back towards the car.

He handed the address to Harvey as they drove towards the warehouse district.