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- Final Part -

Damian's pov

It was Tuesday morning. I hadn't seen Jon or been to work since Friday. The extended weekend gave me time to think of a new approach. I'd been far too forward to ask such a question and look what happened. Why Jon could've killed me. He didn't need superpowers to do it.

He said he was fond of me and called me pretty.

I shook my head.

"He's just trying to mess with you." I mumbled to myself. "Don't let him."

"Good morning Doctor Wayne, feeling better?" Harleen greeted. I looked up to her with a small smile.

"Yes definitely. I also had some time to think of a new approach." I said. Harleen nodded.

"Oh good. I trust it will go smoother than your last." She said. I blushed in embarrassment.

"I think it should."

"Patient Angel has calmed down now but we have him in more secure restraints. You may stand past the three fences but not in his cell. Understood?" Harleen asked. I nodded.

"Understood."

"Good. You better hurry. You don't want to be late." She waved me towards the long flight of descending stairs before turning the corner.

But I didn't hurry. I took my time heading down the stairs, preparing myself.

Jon could be angered, upset, happy, the possibilities of his emotions towards me now were endless.

I approached the big metal door with the guard.

"Good morning." I said.

"Good morning Doctor Wayne. To give you an idea of how he's doing, patient Angel appears to be quiet. A little numb to say but it might change once he sees you. Be careful." The guard said. I nodded.

"Thank you." I entered the highly secured room, eyes immediately drawn to Jon who was sitting on his bed. His hands were in shackles, about a meter of loose chains so he could go from his bed, to his drawings on the floor, to just the edge of the bars.

I caught his eyes as another guard let me through the three fences. He didn't look angered, upset, or betrayed. In fact he looked a little mischievous.

"Good morning Mr Kent." I said. Jon smiled wide and tried moving to the bars of his cage but the chains didn't go that far.

"Mister Doctor sir I've missed you! And look what they've done to me!" He shook the chains sadly.

"I'm terribly sorry about that Mister Kent but I'm sure you know why that had to happen." I said. Jon's eyes studied my face.

"Oh no! I left bruises! I'm so sorry Mister Doctor sir!" He cried.

"It's alright Mr Kent. Please do not cry. I'm just fine." I assured him. He sniffed.

"If you say so Doctor," He mumbled.

I smiled. "We're going to play another game." I said. "In this game, I'll ask a question or say a statement and you answer with the first thing that comes to mind okay?" I explained. Jon nodded.