Alter-Ego (Batman fanfic)

Chapter fifteen: Gordon

Chapter fifteen: Gordon

Harmony's POV:

I walked back into the police station, this time for something hopefully much better than a box full of my ex lovers ashes. A job offer? A forensic photographer? Could I even get near a dead body, or whatever the hell else they wanted me to do?

The station was filled with crazily buisy officers, scattering about, even the three people at the front desk seemed flooded. Two of them were on the phone, so I was left with one woman who had an obvious coffee stain on her casual dress.

"Pardon me," I announced.

"Harmony right?" She already knew me?

"Yes that's me."

She stood up and point right down a hallway "Gordon is a bit buisy with last nights insanity, but if you knock on his door I'm sure he'll have time to show you around."

I walked down the hall to the first door I could see, it had Commissioner Gordon written neatly across the top half of the door.

I opened the door half way and knocked, Gordon was facing away from me in his chair. Somehow it reminded me of Don, and I expected to see his smug face as Gordon twisted his chair to face me.

I wasn't sure before but now I definately remember meeting him, I mean how could I forget that mustache.

"Harmony, it's good to see you here, are you willing to take the job?"

"Still not a hundred percent about the whole thing but honestly I think this may be my only option."

Gordon walked around his desk and put a hand on my shoulder "I know it isn't the easiest job but we are desperate."

"The woman at the front told me that you were buisy with something that happened last night?" I asked curious.

Gordon took his hand off my shoulder and faced away from me. He looked distressed, and I think his forehead started to sweat.

"The joker placed an attack on the theater uptown, Batman showed up and ended the whole ordeal but not without some unfortunate deaths."

My heart sped up and my palms started to sweat "you don't mean the Christmas Carol play do you?"

Gordon raised an eyebrow at me seeing that this was no ordinary concern. I swore that I could puke right here, right now in utter shock. Who was that guy yesterday, Edward Nigma. How did he know about the joker? Why did he tell me? What was he doing at Bruce's party?

"How did you know it was the Christmas Carol, we haven't even released anything to the press yet?" Gordon looked curiously. My suspicions were clear, it was true. I wasn't even intending to go to that play, why was I warned.

"Are you alright?" Gordon asked again.

"Not really," I answered honestly "somebody told me yesterday at the Christmas party at Wayne enterprises not to go to that play."

Gordon's eyes wided and he pulled me into a seat. He immeadiantly got to work on the computer typing stuff in.

"What did he say to you, tell me everything."

"Well I was alone at the party and he came up to me and asked if I wanted a smoke outside, so I agreed and went with him, we had a nice chat, and he told me his name was Edward Nigma. Then when he was done smoking he walked away, and turned around and warned me not to go to the Christmas Carol play last night."

Gordon quickly typed in everything I said.

He placed a book full of people faces in front of me.