Alliances (Olivia, Batman and Montoya)

[Detective Montoya]

((Set after Expecting))

Renée had decided to walk Olivia all the way up to her apartment to make sure that the area was clear. She knew that Dent wouldn't be there, but there was always the chance that one of his goons had been left behind to kill her.

"All clear." She said to the younger woman cheerfully after a quick walk through the apartment.

Before either of them could speak, movement caught Renée's eyes. She spun towards the window, gun drawn. "Who's there?" She demanded, body tense.

[Bruce Wayne]

Batman had learned of the Kidnapping from the local news first. He had immediately gone down to the cave and pulled up every bit of information concerning the case on the computer there. Harvey Dent, a.k.a. Two-Face had kidnapped three doctors and an intern from an Arkham Asylum fundraiser. Several inmates had escaped as well, Ryan Goodnite, Logan and Amelia Gray, and one known only as the Joker. Goodnite and the Twins had escaped on their own. The Joker was now with Dent. Two doctors and the intern had been recovered from an abandoned motel, one of them in serious condition. The intern was closest, and the most likely to talk. He had gone straight to her apartment. Sitting on a rooftop across the street he watched the intern get out of a car. There was a detective with her. He recognized her from the list of police employees he had been learning. He watched as they went in the building. Giving them a few moments to get up the stairs he pulled out his grapple gun. Firing the gun there was a metal clank as it connected to the other building. He swung across, landing silently. Opening the window he came to rest on the window sill just as they walked in, his cape blowing around him into the room.

His voice was gruff as he spoke.

"A friend Detective Montoya. You can relax. I'm not here to hurt you. I'm here to help. I need to speak to the girl."

[Detective Montoya]

Renée didn't lower her gun. She moved to stand between Olivia and...whatever was in the window.

"You have 30 seconds to explain who you are, how you know who I am and what you're doing here before I blow your fucking head off. Now, start explaining."

[Olivia Hale]

Olivia looked between Montoya and the man in the window with wide eyes. I just can't catch a break. She thought, morbidly amused.

She touched Montoya's shoulder gently. Looking at the man, she said, "What do you want to talk to me about? And...well, I guess just answer the Detective's questions too..."

[Bruce Wayne]

Batman didn't move as Montoya moved between he and Hale.

"I'm someone like you detective. I'm here to clean the scum off Gotham. It's important to know the good guys from the bad guys Montoya. You can trust me."

He looked past Montoya to Hale.

"I need to know where Dent and The Joker went."

[Detective Montoya]

Lowering her weapon slightly, Renée surveyed the man with interest. "Don't talk to him yet, Olivia. I need to know some things first."

She shifted slightly. "What do you plan on doing with Dent and the Joker if you find them, sir? And how do I know I can trust you with any sort of information? I'm not in the business of giving out information to random people off of the street."

[Bruce Wayne]

Batman shifted his weight, turning sideways in the window frame. He at the corner of the room for a moment before turning his head to look at Montoya.

"I'm going to bring them to justice. As far as trust. You'll just have to take it on faith. I know you and your department work hard Detective but you lost a lot of men at that fundraiser. Dent and his friend are dangerous. You need my help. They try and strike fear in the heart of the innocent and good. I strike fear in the heart of evil."

[Detective Montoya]

Interest piqued, she lowered her weapon completely, though she did keep it in her hand. "I probably shouldn't, but what the hell. We do need the help." She shifted, allowing Olivia and the man to be able to talk more easily.

"We'll work with you, but you are not to kill them unless you are given no other option. I don't care how the rest of my department handles things, I will not sink to the level of common criminals."

[Olivia Hale]

Olivia watched the exchange with interest. Whoever this mystery man was, he seemed like he would be good for Gotham.

At Montoya's final statement, Olivia nodded, stepping forward. "Please don't hurt Harvey. He just...he's damaged. I don't think he's beyond saving, though." She sank down on her couch, memories briefly overwhelming her.

She finally looked back up. "Montoya and I discussed the possibility of them going to some sort of a plastic surgery retreat. It seems like it would be up their alley to find somewhere that they would fit in with bandaged faces."

[Bruce Wayne]

Batman jumped down from the window sill, standing up to his full height as his cape fell around his shoulders.

"You don't have to worry Detective, I'm no murderer."

He turned to Hale.

"Plastic Surgery?" He thought for a moment. "Ilium. It's a plastic surgery clinic with a hotel next door. It's a perfect place to go for someone who's high profile to disappear for awhile. Detective, call Gordon and tell him to send everything he's got. I'm going now."

He turned and mounted the window sill once more. Taking a breath he leaped into open space throwing his arms out for balance. His cape spread like two great wings. He rolled as he hit the ground, softening the impact. He stood straight from the roll and disappearing into the darkness.

[Olivia Hale]

Olivia blinked and looked up at Montoya. "What the fuck was that?"

[Detective Montoya]

"I...don't know." She muttered, walking over to the window and peering down. "That was very strange."

She slid the gun back into its holster and pulled out her cell phone. She dialed the station.

"Gordon? This is Detective Montoya. I need you to send everyone to Ilium, the plastic surgery clinic. There is a very good possibility that Dent and Joker are there with Dr. Quinzel."

She flipped the phone shut and looked down at Olivia. "I was gonna stay, but I need to go help out with this. I've arranged for a patrol car to keep an eye on your apartment building tonight. You'll be fine, I swear."

She smiled reassuringly before rushing out the door and down to her car.

[Olivia Hale]

Olivia stared after Montoya. Her life was turning into such a mess of oddities. Sighing heavily, she stood up and went to lock all of her windows and doors. Then she grabbed a blanket, curled up on the couch, and cried herself to sleep.