As she walked down the halls of arkham with a notepad and files in her left hand and clicking her black ballpoint pen she felt small and slightly out of place, but happy. For years she wanted to help people with problems to stop them from hurting themselves and others around them. The inside all felt so foreign until they turned down a hall and her body froze. It felt familiar and she swore she seen a ghost of an familiar looking officer walk down the hall but when she blinked he was gone and no one else seemed to see him either.

"Ms.lawton...everything ok?" The director asked making bruce stop and look back at her. She hated the way he looked at her...like he was waiting for her to attack at any time.(which he sort of was). 'Of course everything was ok i finally finished university and was a psychiatrist. I finally did it, i had a white coat and a name badge i was official' she thinks and A large smile grew on her face as she nodded.

"I finally got my dream job...of course everything is PERFECT" she cheers begining to walk againg and a few of the nurses give her a small smile and wave. The director walks a bit ahead of her and bruce as she gives them the tour, who she playfully bumps her shoulder into to catch his attention when she notices him stairing at a nurse. "I just want to say thanks again bruce...for saving me from drowning. Taking me to the hospital and staying to make sure i was alright, then helping me get this job" she tell him rubbing her arm and he smirks.

"its ok to breathe inbetween sentences...unless that was a side effect" he teases earning a playfully eyesroll from the girl. In the 3 weeks shes known him Bruce was a very nice guy but there was something off about him. She couldnt exactly pinpoint it but then again she wasnt exactly in the best condition to rate someone. The trio stopped at a office down the hall from the directors that looked alot better then a few of the others. There was a cherrywood desk with a white apple laptop perched ontop a black fur covered computer chair with 2 black dome shaped desk chairs on the opposite end with white cushions on the seat part.

"This is beautiful" she smiles hoping her office can look as lavish.

"Its yours" the director says and i squeal hugging her but quickly let go. She clears her throat and adjust her suit jacket and walks off uncomfortably. I walk into my office and notice a few files on the desk, a note pad and a cup of different colored pens on the side of the apple laptop. A knock on the door grabs my attention and i look up seeing a security guard looking intently at me.

"Uh..hi?" I smile softly raising an eyebrow and he clears his throat adjusting his tie. One of my talents especially for my career was being able to read body language and he was definately nervous. Its not like i was a criminal i was a 5 foot 5 inch girl whos only defense was my sarcasm and the mace i carried in my purse.

"Hi uh, im officer james and ill be escorting you to all of your um sessions" he stutters his pretty blue eyes flickering between bruce and i. Bruce cleared his throat and the tension in the room was very obvious.

"Escort? What am i five, bruce i know this is your doing" i pout crossing my arms and he just flashes a guilty smile before giving me a side hug and quickly leaving. I pick up the notepad and keychain with two keys on it before walking to the door.

"Im so confused as to how you got in here and why bruce is so...protective over you, i know he donates money here but he never visits" officer james rambles with his brows creased.

"Im originally from new york but i was here in gotham to personally invite my brother and niece to my graduation to get this degree when i was walking somethings got fuzzy and i drowned but bruce saw me and saved me. He's been looking after me as i went through physical therapy, and we somewhat became close. He thought it would be best if i left gotham but for some reason i couldnt, maybe i was terrified of going over the bridge or something was holding me back but he took me in and everywhere with him. Bruce has been really nice honestly and even helped me get a job here." I smile happily as we walk down another long hall.

He opens his mouth to speak but a group of officers and people in white coats come up to us and bombard me with questions.

"So youre the new girl?"

"Do you really know bruce wayne,personally?"

"Do you date bruce?"

"Do you remember batman saving you?"

"Youre makeup is flawless can you teach me?"

"Are you single?"

"Slow down guys, and nobody wants to date you nick" officer james says and i look up at him with a greatful smile but realize i moved to close to him. Something about him was familiar, his blue eyes, his slicked back dark hair but i couldnt remember where i met him or knew him from. I couldnt remember alot of things.

"Uh yes im single and no im not looking. Sure ill teach you how to do make up, i dont really remember anyone saving me but bruce was there at the hospital when i woke up, we lived together for two weeks while i went through physical therapy and then i got my own place, he's like an annoying over protective brother so no we dont date and yeah...im the new girl" i say hoping i answered all their questions.

"This is nina" james says pointing to a small asian girl who waves "and raven" he points to a dark skin girl "stephen, my ass of a brother" he says pointing to a man who shares the same eyes at him "and nick, whos a complete man whore" he jokes...atleast i think he is.

"Im ashton" i smile warmly waving at them all before they swarm around me and start bombarding me with more questions as we walk down the hall. It felt like high school all over again and even that memory was blurry.

"So what do you think of them all?" James ask as they wave us goodbye because their shifts ended. They were a interesting bunch all different backrounds and personalities but they somehow got along and blended together. They didnt live up to the stereotype of working in a professional place but they were very suppourtive of me when i had given my first session to the riddler. They waited the whole 45 minutes and even took me to lunch after. They stopped prying into my personal life and we even have a shopping trip planned the friday of next week, after work.

"I like them" i admitt, it felt good to have friends mainly because i couldnt remember any of my old friends, nor did anybody try to contact me and see if i was ok after i nearly died.

"Let me just grab my wallet from my office and we can head to that mexican resturaunt i told you about on 5th street" he smiles and i follow him but once he opens the door i freeze. Its like im watching tv, i see myself sitting at his desk with him my hair dripping wet with a white t-shirt cotton shorts and knee high socks. He was talking but i couldnt hear what he was saying and i was enjoying a bowl of lo mein.

"Ashton?" I hear and i flinch looking up at the real james but the day dream is still going behind him and i feel like my senses are going into overload. I could feel the weight of the wet hair on my back the water droplets on my skin the taste of the noodles in my mouth and the smell of chinease food in my nostrils.

Black dots started clouding my vision and the room started shaking and tilting. My air supply felt like it was decreasing by the second and the bright colors and light was dulling to one common shade- black.

Thanks, honestly i didnt think id get this far in the book but i seem to have lots of ghost readers who dont like to comment and vote for my book which is kinda discouraging🙁, i love hearing what you guys think and have to say about my book.