Penguin's Bird ~ A Gotham Fanfic

Chapter Ten- Operation is a go

Chapter Ten- Operation is a go

Dacey's POV:

I walk straight into Gotham City Police department with a massive grin spread across my face. As I go inside I get various glances and some good others not so good. I walk and see James and Harvey talking to each other at their desks. I sit behind them and place my leg over the other and say. 

"Gordon, Bullock, I'm back." They both turn around slowly and a look of surprise spread over Harvey's face. James however just smiles at me.

"Strike what in God's name are you doing here?" Harvey asks me. Clearly is doesn't know that I want my job back at the GCPD. I smile and wave my hand at him. 

"Nice to see you to Bullock." James laughs at me and questions.

"Really though Dacey what are you doing here?" I look at him and smile to myself. I point to him and the myself. 

"Well my dear James, I thought that maybe I don't want to quit my job. At home my mother's trying not to kill Oswald. Yeah, she knows he's back. And well my plan to have a different life has gone A wall so I want to come back and go on missions." I explain. Harvey shakes his head and James once again laughs. 

"Well then. You owe me Harvey." He says and places his hand out in front of Harvey. I look at James confused. Harvey gets off of his chair and glares at me.

"You know because you have just came back you can't just walk in and pretend you own the place therefore you owe me Strike." Bullock points out. I cross my arms and huff. 

"What do I owe you then my dearest Harvey?" I ask annoyed. He looks at me and smiles sisterly. 

"Ten dollars." He says offering out his hand for me to put the money into. I shrug my shoulders and take out of my purse ten dollars and hand it to Harvey. 

"Spend it well." I say as if Harvey is a child. Then Harvey gives it to James. I smile, jump off of my seat and walk over to James. 

"Give me the cash please plus another ten." I demand to him. He frowns. 

"Why would I do that?" James asks. I sigh and shake my head.

"You were gonna kill my best friend, $10, and then you made me feel like a utter twat, $10. Give um." I count off of my fingers. James places twenty buck there. I smile, twenty bucks up.  

"What made you come back?" He asks me. I put the money into my pocket and look back at him.  

"Protecting this city." I say heroically. He nods his head in understanding and hands me a file. I take the file off of him and flick through the pages.  

"We're all going to a business place called Mocking Bird. They own Arkham and want... well things, we need some things off of them." He explains. I look at him and put my head to the side so it's on my left shoulder. 

"So you need to get some things from there? Just that?" I ask. What things? I wonder.  He nods his head and I think. If Mocking Bird is involved with Arkham prison then I can... 

"Can I go on a field trip there?" I ask them hopefully. Harvey looks at me and asks. 

"Please enlighten me." I nod my head. 

"Well I might want to interview some prisoners such as the balloon man that's if you didn't kill him?" I ask. They nod their heads so I continue to ask. 

"And maybe that hypnotist." Again they nod their heads and we walk out of the GCPD and get into the car parked outside. I sit in the back whilst Harvey is in the drivers seat and James is in the passenger seat.