Bruce walked out of the manor with Alfred in-toe, both heading for the maze. "Alfred, higher some landscapers.. I want this maze gone!" Bruce stopped infront of it and looked to a confused butler.
"Are you sure Master Bruce?" Alfred was puzzled by the sudden request.
"Yes! It should take no more then a few weeks no?" Bruce reached in his pocket and pulled out a parchment. "Once you did that order all of this... Then prepare the car, I have a mother to visit and a company to see too." Bruce left a shocked butler.
Alfred looked at Bruce walking away. 'This is all so sudden, what's going on with him?' The butler looked at the parchment he had received. "Why does he need so much metal, advanced Wayne tech computer, flares, climbing gear?" He whispered some of the things out on the list.
Bruce walked in the garden and grabbed a bundle of flowers blue lilies and three sunflowers, walking inside he placed them in a vase. A few hours after Alfred made the calls he need to make for Bruce he prepared the car. Bruce walked out in a sharp black suit and a blue tie that matched his eyes, with flowers in hand and a smile on his face.
He looked up to the surprising blue sky. "It's a beautiful day today Al."
Alfred smiled and opened the back door of the car. "It would seem so."
A hour later the car arrived infront of Gotham City Memorial Hospital and for the first time in years Bruce stepped out and looked up at it. 'I'm on my way mother.' He thought to himself. "Keep the car running Al, I won't be long." Bruce said as he shut the door and walked in.
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Inside the hospital two women sat. "I can't believe you are going to that nut house." A basic looking receptionist was speaking.
The blonde with blue eyes and a beautiful features nurse frowned. "I've been going to school for an opportunity like this, Arkham will pay me double what I get working at this place." She stood up. "I've always wanted to be a psychiatrist, this nurse stuff was just a means to an end." She started walking away
As Bruce walked through the door his eyes watched the back of a blonde women walk away. 'She seems familiar?' He questioned himself. His eyes then met the receptionist. "Um hel..."
"You need treatment or visiting someone?" The women asked without looking up from her computer.
"Visiting, I'm looking for the room with Martha Wayne?" Bruce politely asked.
The nurse rolled her eyes. "Only authorized people are allowed to visit Mrs. Wayne." She looked up noticing the handsome young man infront of her. His blue eyes captivated her and his lean fit body made her heart twitch. "Y-You are.." She said quietly.
Bruce shifted the vase in his hands to his left and fixed his tie with his right hand. "Bruce... Bruce Wayne." He gave a charming smile.
The receptionist was speechless for an awkward minute with an open mouth. "....Um, yes sorry Mr. Wayne one moment please." She looked at her computer "Mrs. Wayne is on the 4th floor in room 405."
"Thank you miss." Bruce said as he walked towards the elevator. 'That was awkward.' He said in his head.
After Bruce entered the elevator the nurse got on the phone. "Hello, Dr. Elliot... Bruce Wayne is on his way to visit his mother!" She hurriedly stated and then she pulled out her mobile Wayne Tech phone and messaged her friends who just showed up.
Once Bruce exited the elevator on floor 4 he looked around and noticed some stares from many people. 'Looks like word travels fast in hospitals.' Bruce sighed and started walking down the hallway looking for the right room number.
"Bruce?!" A voice called from his right.
Bruce looked at the man that called him but je didn't know who it was, he had green eyes brown hair and a small chin. Over all he looked weak. "Yes, uumm?"
"It's me Thomas Elliot!" Elliot spoke. "You don't remember your old friend?"
Bruce realized finally. "Elliot! I'm sorry its been awhile, I haven't been out much sorry." Bruce put out his hand for a hand shake.
Thomas looked at his hand with a slit hint of disgust. "Sorry, I have a germ phobia." His eye twitched slightly.
Bruce looked at him and started reading his body behavior. "Where is old man Elliot?" Bruce questioned. 'hopefully he isn't already going down the path as Hush.' Bruce hoped.
Thomas brought his hand up and scratched his face and a twitch of the lip and a slight hint of annoyance in his face. "You really don't get out much... He and my mother died in a car crash." He said with almost no emotion.
'Damn, I need to pay attention more.' Bruce thought then continued. "I'm sorry my friend..."
"It happened a year after your parents." He clutched his fist and the annoyed expression started to become more noticeable on his face. "I'm ok and sorry about your parents as well." He said in a slight tone of disgust.
Feeling things going awkward. "Well I'm here for my mother. Maybe we can hangout sometime?" Bruce said with a warm smile. 'Maybe I can still help him and stop him from being Hush.' Bruce thought to himself with hope.
"Yeah we'll see." Thomas spoke with his disgust showing more. "I'll have a nurse bring the charts in and show you her test." He said as he turned his back from Bruce
"Thank doctor." Bruce said as he started walking away as Thomas looked back at him with a glare that Bruce felt. 'Maybe I can't help him?'
Bruce found his mothers room and entered with weary steps and his breath held. 'Come on Bruce.' He thought to himself as he walked in and looked at his mother. He noticed her pale white skin that was sunken in around her bones. Bruce sat down in silence listening to the machines keeping his mother alive, he placed the vase of flowers on the nightstand next to her bed. "Hi mom." Bruce whispered and held her frail hand. "Sorry I haven't visited in awhile I've been busy making preparations for the future. You would most definitely scaled me for doing what I will do, but I have no choice. Things will happen in Gotham that the GCPD can't handle, my actions will also bring more enemies. It's all unavoidable, I must bring people to justice and help the sick the things I know are unimaginable by others. Strong people will appear from other worlds and the things I know can help stop them...I mus....."
*KNOCK* *KNOCK*
"Mr. Wayne?" A feminine voice rang like a bell from behind Bruce. "I have Mrs. Wayne charts."
Bruce looked at the smiling girl behind him. "Ah." He said as he stood up with a outstretched hand. "Hello I'm Bruce Wayne." He said with a charming smile. 'She seems familiar?' He questioned himself.
"Hehehe." The blond beauty giggled. "I know who you are already of course." She grabbed his hand without hesitation and shock it, taking note of the strong and rough grip that was also comfortable at the same time. "I'm Harley Quinzel, so let's start with her condition..." She trailed off.
Bruce looked at her eyes. 'This women is Harley Quinn, she is beautiful and not crazy. Can I save her from becoming Jokers passion project? Should I just hire her so she doesn't go to Arkham?' He stared with fire in his eye at her.
Harley was speaking but noticed Bruce wasn't listening. 'What's wrong with this guy? He isn't even listening. Is he ok?' She stopped talking and they looked at him for a second. "Hey, what's wrong you got a screw loose or somethin?" She questioned letting her voice quark show.
Bruce shuck his head and answered a little embarrassed. "Sorry, I was lost in thought."
"Hmm, you seem troubled." She reached into her pocket and pulled out a card with an excited smile. "I'm a new psychiatrist, I'll be working at Arkham Asylum soon and maybe you can be my..." She stopped and blushed. "That's right you are Bruce Wayne a billionaire I'm sure you already have better..."
Bruce took her card. "I actually don't have any, so maybe I'll hire you." He smiled. "Miss Quinzel, you shouldn't belittle yourself I can see you are very good by how you have been making a profile of me in your head since we met." He walked towards the door.
"Wait what abo..." She held the clipboard up.
"I already know her condition." He looked at Harley with a warm smile. "I have business I must attend, be careful at Arkham Asylum watch out for those John Doe's they like getting in peoples head." Bruce said as he walked out leaving a confused Harley.
'Did he just except me as his psychiatrist?' Was all she could think.
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A car ride later Bruce was standing infront of Wayne Enterprises with an air of confidence as he started walking in.
Once inside the receptionist greeted him. "Hello, welcome to Wayne Enterprises." She said with a rehearsed smile. "How many I help you?"
Bruce smiled. "I would like to speak with Regina Jones."
The receptionist looked surprised. "Do you have an appointment Mr..."
"Wayne... Bruce Wayne."
She looked at him in disbelief. "Um, on-one moment please." She grabbed the phone and dialed a number. "We have another Bruce Wayne down in the lobby."
Bruce smiled and chuckled to himself and pulled out his phone and dialed Regina number as security started moving in on his location. "Hey Regina I'm down stairs about to be thrown out by security. Hahaha, ok I'll wait." Bruce said as security grabbed him and moved towards the exit.
*RING* *RING*
The phone by the receptionist rang causing her to pick it up quickly. "Yes ma'am!" She hurriedly said and stood up with a pale face. "HOLD ON!!" Security stopped. "Please let go of Mr. Wayne!" The guards quickly took their hands off Bruce and apologized. "Regina will be down shortly." The women said as she grabbed her things and started walking towards the door.
"Wait!" Bruce called her with a puzzled face. "What are you doing?" He questioned.
"I was just let go." She said with a frown
"Nonsense, please sit down Miss..." Bruce joined her frown with an apologetic tone.
The brown short haired and brown eyed women let out a relieved breath. "Lily Higgins."
"Miss Higgins, its not your fault I should have called Regina ahead." Bruce smiled. "You aren't being let go." He reassured her
Bruce talked to Lily for a few minutes and found out that she is a 28 year old single mother and has only worked for Wayne Enterprises for four months. She also has lived in Gotham for one year and has had a hard time getting started in her new life.
"Bruce?!" Another women's voice called.
Bruce turned his head and spotted a middle aged woman with brown hair with streaks of grey and green eyes. "Good afternoon Miss Jones."
Regina had a smile on her face. "It's nice to see you out, I'm sure I know why you have visited..." She looked around. "Let's go somewhere private."
"One second Miss Jones!" Bruce looked towards Lily. "I don't want Lily to lose her job over my mistake." He looked at Regina with a thoughtful expression. "Since you know why I'm here, i'd like to make her as my personal assistant." This shocked Lily.
"That could be arranged." Regina gestured towards the elevator. "This way Mr. Wayne, Miss Lily."
Lily had her mouth open from shock. 'Did I just get a promotion?'
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"Sign here and you will be the official CEO of Wayne Enterprises." Regina said with a smile.
Bruce gabbed the pen and looked at the document. 'Still can't get over the fact I'm actually Bruce Wayne.' This thought made him smile wider and wider the more he thought about it. "Thank you for all the hard work you did Regina." Bruce singed his name. "It couldn't have been easy after my father past."
"It's ok Bruce, thank you for coming back." Regina gave a grateful smile and continued. "First order of business for our young CEO is meeting the board. After that we must tell the world you are taking the seat back."