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My Dear Friend

Part 14

Masterlist

Warnings: mention of injury, claustrophobia, trypophobia, mentions of death, needles.

Have you ever watched an old movie and thought about how everyone on the screen, everyone who worked on the film are all dead? That footage of their own faces outlived them.

"Margaret, can you hear me? I asked how your weekend was." Bruce had just gotten home from his and Alfred's trip. I guess I didn't realize he had walked into my room, but I wasn't in my room. I was sitting on the kitchen counter. How did I get here?

I turned to look at him. It had only been a few days but he looked different. I don't think he shaved. The way the short hard hairs poked shallowly out of his lower face made my skin crawl. He put the back of his hand against my forehead. "You don't feel warm, Margaret, can you hear me?"

"Yeah why do you keep asking me that?" He looked relieved but I wasn't sure why.

"Because you weren't answering me. How did it go? Dick said you did pretty good on patrol." Bruce asked as he leaned against the kitchen counter. I couldn't help but stare at his scruff and 5:00 shadow. It aged him a lot. The bags didn't help, neither did the worried expression on his face.

"Answer his question idiot."

"I didn't like it. It was scary and the suit was uncomfortable." I wasn't sure how much Dick told him. Did he know about the run in with Joker or my head? Bruce chuckled a little

"You will get used to it I promise."

"No I won't because I'm not going back out there." One side of Bruce's lips curl into a smile.

"Why don't we table the conversation for now." He says as he turns the rings on his finger.

We looked at each other for a second, could he see something was wrong? Could he tell I was hiding something? Was I hiding anything?

"Nothing out of the ordinary happened when I was gone?" He asks probing for information.

"Jason and I saw a movie."

"That's it? No one got hurt?"

"He's bluffing. He doesn't know shit stay strong." Trypophobia, that's what his new facial hair was reminding me of. The small pours the hairs were popping out of. It made me want to scrap it off him. I normally don't feel this way about holes. Why was it bugging me now? God my head is killing me. Maybe that's w- "Margaret for the love of God, answer the man. He's just staring at you. He's going to realize something is wrong."

"I don't know Bruce, was someone hurt?"

"Why did that sound so intimidating? What's wrong with you?" Bruce raised an eyebrow and rubbed his hand against his bothersome beard. The sound of the coarse hairs rubbing his skin gave me chills.

"Right, I'll be in my office if you need anything." He says as he walks out of the room.

I wasn't sure what was happening. I'd have moments that felt normal then the next I'd be confused and more confused than I normally am. Felix was catching on quick. Unfortunately so was Bruce I think. Him and Dick had a long conversation alone. Felix wouldn't say about what. It was late evening and I was trying to watch cartoons. I was feeling mostly better but I'd have fleeting moments where I couldn't remember where I was. It was starting to scare Felix.

"Margaret? I'm going for a drive. Do you want to come?" Bruce asks. He had a knack for sneaking up on people. I wasn't even sure how long he had been standing there.

"No, the cat might actually get the mouse in this episode." I say pointing to the TV.

"No he never gets the mouse Margaret. I want to go on a drive with you, I missed you." Bruce admitting to something like that caught me off guard. "We can stop by the pet store to look at the fish. Maybe we could pick out a tank for your room." He said with a soft grin. Pet fish did seem like fun.

I agreed and he had me in the car in 10 seconds flat. He didn't even have a coat on. He pulled into a hospital parking lot. I had been duped.

"Dick told me about the hit to the back of the head you took." Out of the two of us I didn't think it would be him who ratted.

"I feel better, I think it was a Felix thing making me feel weird, not the head."

"Don't blame this on me! This is definitely a head thing."

"If you walk in there with me, we can still get you some fish. If you don't there won't be any fish and I can't promise you will be very comfortable. Either way you are going in." I knew there was no convincing him. Even Felix seemed on board.

Without me agreeing one way or another Bruce gets out of the car and walks over to my side. He opened the door for me. "Do you need me to carry you in?" He asked, leaning down into view. I didn't respond, I was upset I was lied to but more so my head hurt so bad the thought of walking made me want to scream. He sighed and leaned over me to unbuckle my seat belt. He picked me up in a bridal style. I was too old to be carried but I don't think he minded.

"Do I still get pet fish?" I ask as I sit politely in his arms. We walked into the very fancy hospital.

"We will see." He says looking down at me with a small grin for a second. I closed my eyes, scrunching them up tight. The harsh light in here was killing me.

Bruce spoke to the secretary and got us in a room right away. It was the fastest I had ever been seen by a doctor. I sat on the noisy paper covered bed. Bruce stood next to me and spoke with the doctor. They went back and forth for a while. I just sat there and looked down at the tile floor counting the black squares.

The doctor didn't seem to bother asking if he could touch me. He moved behind me and started to examine the closed wound.

"We have a nurse in the family who thought he could handle it." Bruce said, explaining away the stitches.

"Well I'd say he needs some more practice, it's stopped bleeding but I'd like to go back in and clean that up." The doctor said as he gently brushed his thumb over the uneven stitch. I grab Bruce's hand quickly.

"I don't want new stitches." I say emotionless as I stare down at the floor still. Bruce holds my hand back and nods.

"She isn't going to be shaving her head. It isn't a problem if it scars, is it going to stay closed?" Bruce asks as he leans back to take a look himself.

The doctor hums as he takes a better look. The skin around it was so tender.

"You said she fell at the counter? This is pretty big for that."

"It was a very tall counter." Bruce says in a sure tone. The doctor shakes his head.

"I'd feel better closing it myself. It won't take any time."

"I don't want new stitches." I tightened my hold on Bruce's hand as he pats my back.

"Will it open back up?" He asked, I could tell he was going to side with the doctor.

"Probably, the knotts he used are not secure." The doctor says not understanding the ordeal it was the first time. Bruce seemed to have a better idea but he still wasn't there.

I pulled my head from the doctor, Bruce pushed himself against the bed to block my escape off the bed.

"Margaret, chill out he's an actual doctor. He can close it properly."

"If you hold her I can have it done in less than five minutes she won't feel a thing." I tried to move out of Bruce's grasp but being stuck on the bed made that virtually impossible. He grabbed me and laid my head on his chest. I let out a scream as he put his arm around me. I could hear his heart beating in his chest, it was so calm. How could he be so relaxed in a situation like that?

The doctor made quick work of my wound. After the pinch of the needle I couldn't feel anything. I squirmed the whole time. My head was the only part of my body I couldn't move because of Bruce's vice-like grip. Once it was all finished Bruce let me off the bed. I stood there as the doctor made an order for an MRI to be done just to make sure. He left for a moment to put the paperwork through.

"I'm sorry I had to do that, I didn't know he'd have to redo the stitches." Bruce said as he sat down on one of the chairs. I shook my head at him. I didn't care if he knew or not I was still mad.

"Don't talk to me, It hurt!" I say in a whimper. Bruce looked apologetic.

"I'm sorry Margaret, if you still want to we can get the fish after the MRI. I just have to know you are okay. You have been acting different and it worries me." He wasn't lying. I felt different as well. I looked away from him and sulked for a bit.

A nurse takes us to the room with a big machine tube thing. She explains what it is but honestly I wasn't listening. It takes pictures of my head. I wondered if they could see Felix. Maybe this was a blessing in disguise. I got up on the bed and I was buckled in with a plastic and cloth belt of some kind. The nurse said it's just a precaution. I was mad at him but I was more scared than anything now. I looked at Bruce as I started to cry. His face softened just a little.

"It's okay. It's going to be loud and warm but nothing is going to touch you. It's just pictures." He says, trying to reassure me. He hands me a tissue and lets me dry my own face. I lay back down and the tube pulled me inside of it. At first it was quiet, but slowly I heard a whirling sound as the machine started. it got a little warm but the sound was the worst. It was like my head was shoved inside a cymbal. It was all these crashing and banging sounds. I thought the machine was going to crush me inside of it.

"I want to come out!" I yell at whoever is out there. I don't think anyone answered but I couldn't tell because of all the noise. After what felt like forever I couldn't take it. I was scared I was in there all alone. I felt like the tube was closing in on me. I started to hyperventilate and scream for help. I undid the buckle and started to wiggle my way out. The room I crawled back into wasn't the same room. As soon as I got off the slab the sound stopped and it seemed the machine had powered down. It was completely dark. I could see the emergency exit sign lit up over the door that was to the back right of the machine. I ran over to it and tried to pull the door open but it wouldn't move.

"Bruce! Help me!" I cried as I slammed my fist against the large door. All of a sudden the MRI machine started back up. It was so loud like I was inside of it still. The lights turned on again and the slab started to move out of the tube. I could see feet slowly peek out from the machine's entrance. I was just in there. How did someone crawl in? As more of the body was revealed by the machine I could tell that it was a girl, a young girl maybe. I moved closer. I could see the top of her head as she laid still. She sat up and kept her back to me. Her hair looked like mine.

"Hello?" I asked, taking one small step closer. She kicked her legs over the edge of the slab. But kept her head and upper body looking straight forward. Slowly she turned her head to face me as she got up. Her movement seemed so unnatural. It was me, kinda at least. She was much paler, almost blue or gray even. Her eyes were milky and her lips were white. She had no expression. She looked like a corpse.

"Why did you let this happen, Bruce? I could have been so much, I was so innocent and you let me die? What kind of man are you? Your father would be ashamed." She even sounded like me. She wasn't talking to me, she was talking to Bruce. But he wasn't even here. I opened my mouth to speak but before I could I heard a man yelling.

"Margaret, wake up! Wake up now please!" It was Bruce I think. All of a sudden the room was filled with a white light that took out my vision and I was laying on my back again on the slab. One of the doctors was checking my pulse. As another was about to move me to a crash cart. I looked around confused and tried to sit up but one of the doctors pushed me back down. I was looking for Bruce all over. He was behind me, some nurses were holding him back but let him go as soon as I started to move. I have never seen such a scared expression on his face. It made me even more scared. He rushed over and stopped just short of the bed.

"What happened? You can see me now?" He asked as a doctor shined a light in my eyes and turned my head to face them. They were checking me over.

"Of course I can see you. What happened?" I asked as he seemed just as confused as I was for once. As soon as he saw an opening he wedged himself between the doctors and hugged me so tight it almost hurt. His rough facial hair graded against my skin. I could feel it poking through my hair as he put his chin on my head and held me to his chest.

"What happened? What the hell happened to her?" He asked, looking at one of the doctors. They were not sure themselves. We were moved to another room, this one with a real bed.

Bruce explained I had some kind of fainting spell or something. My eyes were wide open but I wasn't looking at anything, I couldn't respond and the doctors were scared I wasn't breathing. He wrung his hands together as he recounted the terrible look on my face. How he thought I had died. I did my best to comfort him to reassure him I felt okay but there is only so much I could do.

"I don't want to lose you, I'm not going to let that happen again." I gave him a confused look. He didn't even know what it was but he was promising me it won't happen again? I just nod, not sure what to say.

The doctor came in and said everything looks mostly normal. Just some spots that shouldn't be so dim and others that are too bright. But nothing that seemed major. They couldn't tell him what caused my catatonic state which didn't seem to satisfy Bruce.

"We'd like to do more tests in the future but tonight there isn't much else we can do. If it happens again, come back of course but I'm going to schedule some tests with her General care physician." The doctor kept giving me this look, it was almost fearful. Maybe that's just what his worried face looked like.

Bruce carried me back to the car even though I was feeling well enough to walk. He seemed a little different. He held onto me tighter than before. He put me in the seat then got in himself.

"I know I promised but can we go fish shopping tomorrow? I want to get you home and in bed." Bruce said as he started the car and began to drive.

"I think I know what that hallucination was about."

"Sure it's fine by me." I say as I lean my head against the window. I didn't think Felix could see my hallucinations. Did he see this one? I didn't want to ask him in front of Bruce. He seemed freaked out enough. Felix must have taken the hint because he didn't try and talk the rest of the drive home.

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My Dear Friend

Part 13

Masterlist

Warnings: Gore, horror elements, mentions of injury.

I was having more hallucinations than normal. It's not a great sign after a head injury but I was scared to say anything. Dick was running himself ragged since Bruce was still away. Tim was very busy hanging out with this new guy and Jason was well Jason.

Felix seemed to be acting normal and I'd imagine if something was wrong with my head he would be the first to know. All the same I hated having the stitches. Sometimes when I moved my head I could feel the skin pull and worst of all when I brush my hair I can feel the bristles of the brush hit against them. It's caused me to not brush my hair all together.

Dick and I have elected to keep the head injury between us. He was scared Bruce wouldn't trust him anymore and I was scared he'd make me go to the hospital.

Jason hasn't really been out of his room since the run in with Joker and I couldn't really blame him if I missed my opportunity to catch the man who killed me. I'd be pretty upset too. He wasn't coming down to eat, he only left his room for patrol which he went out every night all night for. so I decided to bring him his food which Felix wasn't happy about.

"Just let him sulk. Oh boohoo I let the Joker get away boohoohoo."

"Don't make fun of him like that he's upset. You would be too."

"I wouldn't have had this problem. Joker would have been long dead if he tried to kill me."

"Yeah? He was trying to kill you. Why didn't you kill him then, tough guy?"

"Shut up that's why. I'm going to go see what's on TV. You have fun with baby-cries-alot." Felix could be so mean. I had the tray full of food all ready and I brought it up. I didn't hear anything from inside his room so I just knocked.

"Come in." I was surprised he was wanting company. I thought he'd tell me to leave but I wasn't going to waste my rare chance to see his room. I opened the door. His room was dark, all the curtains closed and only a dim desk light on. I thought maybe I woke him up but instead he was doing chin-ups. He was drenched in sweat. I felt embarrassed seeing him shirtless. It was different with Tim in the pool; Tim is still a boy and thin. I don't think I have ever been in a room with a shirtless man. I was thankful for the dim lighting now.

"I brought you some food. I hadn't seen you in the dining room.

"Yeah I have been eating on patrol." He said as he hops down from his pull up bar and uses a towel to dry his face. "Is that all you needed?" He asked as he took the tray from my hands. I didn't think he was attractive. The thought made me uneasy, maybe even sick so I wasn't sure why I was blushing.

"No, I also wanted to make sure you are okay. It's been a day and a half and you haven't left your room." Now that I say it out loud it doesn't sound like that much time but normally he'd be down in the living room reading or in the gym or library. There were a few places you could find him at the Manor. He chuckled,

"Just coming straight out with huh? Not very subtle of you. Did Dick put you up to this?"

"No, not at all. I was worried and Felix hasn't said so himself but I know he's sorry."

"Relax, I'm not mad at your imaginary friend." He started to pick some of the food off the plate and eat it.

"Who are you mad at? When I'm mad I try to avoid people too." He grinned for about half a second then let it fall.

"I'm mad at myself, kid. I let him get away and he crawled back into one of his holes. I'm gonna get him though. Whether Bruce likes it or not I'm gonna kill that clown." He said as he looked down at the food penitently. I wasn't sure what to say to that so I just nodded.

"Maybe you should skip going out tonight. Just stay in and read." I recommended. He shook his head no as he picked at the food some more.

"You know I can't do that. I'm gonna get him. If it's the last thing I do." He said matter of factly.

The poorly lit room made my hallucinations worse. My mind making shapes in the darkness. My eye was caught by a creepy looking old man in the corner. I knew logically Jason wouldn't have anyone in here and I don't think he knew any old men other than Alfred. The man in the corner just looked at me with an eerie smile. I did my best to ignore it.

"Want to go somewhere? Do something?" I ask pulling my focus back to Jason.

"You don't have to try and cheer me up. You hate leaving the Manor anyways." He wasn't wrong. As chaotic as it could get inside these walls the outside was much worse.

"No, come on. Take a shower and let's go see a movie or something." I was kicking myself. A movie sounded particularly bad. Alot of people in a dark room with loud sounds all over. But it seemed to peak his interest.

"You know what, that might be okay. That movie about that ax killer is out. Die Die Die or something like that. You like scary movies right?" I wasn't sure where he got the idea I would. I'm practically scared of my own shadow but if it distracted him I was willing to try.

"Yeah of course sounds like fun!"

"Great, I'm gonna shower. I'll meet you in the garage. We should probably take the bike and leave the 2 seater for Dick and Tim." I agree and let him get around. I didn't like the sound of getting on his bike with him. He drives so fast and one time he made Tim throw up by popping too many wheelies.

I reached the garage and sat on his bike waiting.

"You going to the movies? Seriously? Do you want to have a sensory overload?"

"I want him to feel better. He's mad at himself for letting Joker go."

"Yeah he should be. It was a rookie mistake."

"Stop being so mean. He's not mad at you anymore."

"I don't really care if he's mad at me Margaret I'm still mad at him! Now I have to watch a stupid movie with the guy. You are doing this on purpose to punish me." I just have to roll my eyes. Felix thinks everything is about him because normal it is but not today. I wanted to make sure Jason knew no one blamed him and maybe I could make him feel at least a bit better.

Jason came out and swung the keys around his finger as he got on the bike he grabbed a helmet off the ground and handed it back to me.

"You don't need one?" I ask as I put the back helmet on.

"Nope I'm already dead remember?" He said as he started up the bike. I grabbed him around his waist and said my prayers as we took off.

Was he really dead? I mean I knew he died but was he still dead? I wasn't sure if I would consider him dead. He talks, walks, eats, and thinks. I haven't seen him do it but I was sure he sleeps. I was pretty sure he had a heartbeat too. He had to be alive.

He flew like a bat out of hell the whole way there aside from the speed he was driving pretty safely though. I closed my eyes for most of the ride.

Once there, we got some snacks and tickets and got into our seats. It was a crowded theater which was just great. Jason was happy we could get a middle seat but I was cursing the fact.

"A horror movie? You went to see a horror movie? Are you stupid or are you some kind of masochist?" Felix was always more lively when in a big crowd it was like he was feeding off them.

Jason and I didn't talk much before the movie. He was too busy enjoying his Twizzlers and soda he got from the concession stand. I tried to offer him some popcorn but he said that was for me. He got the biggest bucket available there was no way I was gonna finish this.

Finally the movie starts and it's a bloodbath right from the jump. I kept my eyes on my monster bucket of popcorn.

"Hey, hey Margaret look up here." I heard an unfamiliar voice say. At first I thought it was Jason making some kind of voice but when I looked over at him he was fast asleep. Only Jason could fall asleep with so much screaming going on "Not him, me up here." Finally my eyes found their way to the screen. It was the killer of the film talking to me. It was like he was looking right at me. "You liking the movie?" He asked, his bottom half of his face was covered by a blood soaked bandana. I shook my head no. This was another hallucination. I was sure of it. That didn't make it any less scary.

"Felix?" I whisper, wanting to see if he was seeing this too. I got no answer.

"You don't like it? Hold on, how about now?" The killer asked as he drove the ax into a camp counselor's head. I winced at the gratuitous violence. I closed my eyes and shook my head harder. "How about now?" The voice was much closer, right next to me almost. I opened my eyes as I saw an ax swing down and land right into Jason's chest. He didn't even move. I jumped up and screamed. My popcorn flew everywhere as the killer who was now in the Isles with me pulled his ax from Jason. Jason's eyes popped open when I screamed and looked at me confused.

I ran as fast as I could out of the theater.

"You've actually lost it haven't you? Why are you running?" Felix was back and he didn't seem to understand why I was so scared. He must not be able to see my hallucinations.

"Margaret, wait!" I heard Jason yelling after me. I stopped in my tracks and looked at him surprised. "What happened? Did a jump scare get you? I didn't think the movie would be that scary for you." He said as he brushed popcorn out of his hair.

"Yeah it was a jump scare. I'm sorry we can go back in if you want." I say panting from my sprint through the theater. I was really hoping he didn't want to finish the movie.

"Nah, that movie blew. I fell asleep in the first five minutes. We can go." He said with a smile. I felt so bad. I wanted to make him feel better but I couldn't even sit through a movie.

As silly as it sounded I was really happy to see Jason didn't have his chest caved in. The ride back was much calmer. He seemed to go slower. I wondered if he thought I was still freaked out. Honestly I was but I'm always freaked out by something so he didn't need to change up his habits for me. It was kinda nice though. I laid my head on his back and closed my eyes. Jason was just a little rough around the edges but he had a good heart, whether it was beating or not.

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My Dear Friend

Part 12

Masterlist

Warnings: Blood, Injury, Needles, worse of all clowns 🤡

My flashlight hardly illuminated the dark alley. It didn't help that my hand was shaking so bad the spotlight was moving all over.

"Sir?" I ask one more time. The man starts to laugh before slowly turning to face me. His white face was almost glowing from the artificial light shining on his skin. His smile unnaturally long, just like the news lady. It was the Joker.

"Sir? So formal." He taunted. "You and I are buddies right?" He asked as he took a step closer.

"No no we are not buddies! Felix help!" I cried out. My brain was screaming at my legs to run but they wouldn't budge. The clown's expression turned to an over exaggerated frown.

"Well why not? I wanna be your buddy."

"Felix please God do something!" I begged in utter horror as Joker closed the distance. Just as he reached out for me he was yanked by his coat with such force he did a somersault backwards into a bunch of trash cans. He just laid on the trash covered ground. Not moving an inch.

"Did you kill him? Batman is going to be so mad." I hesitantly take a step closer to the pile of trash cans. He still didn't move. Rain started to pour down from the sky. Large heavy drops pelted against everything. Suddenly Joker sat up and looked up at the sky.

"That's not fair! I was going to spray you. That rain is gonna ruin all my gas!" He said as he held out a fake flower likely filled with that laughing gas. He finally looked back over at me and eyes widened for a second. Then his lips twisted into a sinister grin. "Well that's more interesting than any laughing gas." He said as he pointed behind me. I turn around and see the silhouette of my old friend outlined by the rain falling against him. Felix turned to look at me. I had never seen such a clear outline of him myself. He was much taller than I remember him being. He was even taller than Jason. His silhouette disappeared and the rain fell to the ground as it normally would.

"Two new bat brats. Daddy bat is busy." Joker said standing up.

I was much closer to him now than ever before. My legs seem to lock up again. In a way I was thankful for it because I was sure if I ran he'd chase and that's a race I'd never win. Felix began to laugh again. It was unnerving. Having someone laugh inside your head is maddening.

"Don't come any closer. I don't want to have to hurt you." I warned, most of it was a bluff but I was mostly banking on Felix snapping out of it in time. He laughed in my face.

"Oh you got a tiny Batarang? Is the partner going to pull me again?" He came a bit closer but this time Felix did not pull him back. Just feet a away from me he stares with a big smile that never reached his eyes. My legs felt like jelly but at least I could feel them now. Felix laughter stops abruptly, the silence was deafening.

"Last chance." I say in a small mouse-like voice.

"You know I could be your babysitter. Since the big invisible guy left. I bet batman would do anything to get a fledgling crime fighter back." He was going to hold me for ransom or something.

The rain only seemed to get heavier as we stood there. Part of him has to be buying my bluff why wouldn't he just grab me by now.

"Margaret can you hear me? Why aren't you answering me?"

"What?"

"I said you need a ba-"

"Not you! Felix can you hear me?"

"Finally." The evil clown was flung back again. This time Felix stood over him blocking out the rain. The Joker just laughed. A fight broke out between them. Both men rolled around on the wet garbage and trash cans. Without the rain outlining Felix the Joker would have looked even crazier. I took the chance to run. I think even the Flash would have been impressed with my speed. I looked back to see if he got away from Felix and saw nothing. My body collided with something, the force knocked me flat on the ground and the back of my head bounced against the concrete. I looked up to see 4 or 5 Jasons looking down at me.

"Magpie? Can you hear me? Why don't you look where you are going! Who runs full speed and looks behind them?" He grabbed my arm to pick me up but I was still seeing stars so a limp noodle was the best he was gonna get. I mumbled to warn him about the dark alley. "What? Jo who is Jo?"

"Joker, Felix has him." Finally my head stopped spinning enough for me to figure out how to speak again. I lift my arm to point in the direction. Dick and Tim were running to us when Jason straightened up and took out a gun and cocked it. Without a word he walked off. Dick reached me soon after.

"Where is he going? What happened? Did someone hit you?" It was too many questions to answer. I sat up and felt the back of my head. A warm sticky liquid cling to my fingers. I Pulled my hand in front of my face to see the substance. It was blood. Seeing it snapped me back to reality.

"Joker, he is down there."

"Shit. Stay here, you too." He said pointing to Tim as he raced down to the alley. Tim helped me to my feet.

"Did he hit you?" Tim asked as he put his hand on the back of my head making me wince.

"No I fell when I bumped into Jason."

"You must have fell hard. It's gushing."

"What!-

"I mean um it's fine um just keep your hand on it." He said as he moved his hand to make room for mine. There was a shot fired then shouting all from the alley. They must have caught him. Tim and I look at each other for a second then we both run in the direction of the yells. The alley now lit up by Tim's flashlight, we could see Dick and Jason struggling against Felix. Jason took a step back and emptied his mag into the invisible man the bullets stopped dead in their tracks and fell. This enraged Felix who picked Jason up and lifted him over his head.

"Felix no!" I screamed and the online disappeared, Jason was dropped. Him and dick rolled around on the ground for a second and caught their breath.

"What the fuck! That thing was Felix?" Jason said as he stumbled to his feet.

"I had him until that big clobbering idiot showed up. He let him jump the fence." Felix sounded mad.

"Why was he attacking Red Hood?" Dick asked trying to keep a level head about thing.

"He shot at me before you guys even showed up!"

"why did you shoot at Felix!"

"I didn't even notice he was there! I was aiming for Joker!"

"Everyone calm down. Let's get back home and patched up. Then we can rip each other's head off." Dick reasoned. My head was pounding. I could feel the blood start to run down my neck.

Jason and Dick argued for a few minutes. Jason wanted to go looking for Joker. He was a dog with a bone. Finally Dick just let him go. Tim retrieved his bike from the bridge and Dick and I rode home in the Batmobile. The whole drive he was trying to hand me napkins to stop the blood but it just kept coming.

"First night in charge and one go's AWOL and another gets brain damage. I'm screwed when Bruce gets home."

"I thought you did alright as leader. And I'm not brain damaged!" He laughed a little.

"Well thanks, that means a lot." I could tell he wanted to ask me about Felix. The whole situation would undoubtedly be told to Bruce in a variety of different ways. We got home and Tim went to shower. We changed and Dick took the first aid kit upstairs to the kitchen for better light.

I sat up on a stool as he parted my hair looking for the cut.

"Shit" He whispered under his breath.

"Oh my God! I can see your skull! Is that brain?! Nah I'm just kidding. It's looks gross though." I rolled my eyes at Felix's antics, at least he seemed to be in a better mood.

"So I'm going to have to look up a video. I need to brush up on my stitches." He said as he took the gloves off and pulled out his phone.

"I need stitches!?" I say lifting my head and turning around to look at him. His eyes widened realizing he messed up.

"No no I mean my quilt stitching. I'm working on a quilt for Barbara. Why don't we move to a sofa or something." He said looking back at his phone. I knew he was lying Felix didn't need to tell me.

"You're not a doctor Dick you can't give me stitches."

"Relax Alfred has had to show me plenty of times how to do this. It's easy. He'll teach you too." I shake my head as he helps me to the sofa in the living room. He laid down towels to keep the expensive furniture clean. Then patted the sofa.

"Lay down on your stomach." He was still looking at his phone as he slyly tried to hide a needle.

"He won't be teaching me because I'm not going back out there! And I see that!" I say pointing to the syringe.

"It's just a numbing agent. It's a local anesthetic. Just a small pinch in the back of your head then nothing."

"No, it's not happening! It's going to hurt!" I yelled at him. He sighed and sat on the arm of the sofa.

"Normally I'm cool with some defiance. Hell I think it's funny usually but this is serious. I'm not going to have your head keep bleeding and have Bruce wondering why I couldn't handle a small wound. So you are going to lay down on this sofa or I'm going to make you lay down, Your call." He sat the needle down on the table as he crossed his arms and waited patiently. I had neve heard him use this tone of voice.

"Let him try. What is he gonna do flip around you?" I shook my head no as he looked across the room at me. He raised an eyebrow before getting up from his spot. It was like he was walking towards a wounded animal. He was slow as he kept his hands in sight.

"Don't make me manhandle you. You have a head injury Margaret." He warned. I wasn't sure if I'd have Felix's help on this. He might find this entertaining. I grab the lamp from the table and toss it at him before running for the dining room. He grabbed the lamp out of the air and set it down then chased after me. Before I knew it he picked me up over his shoulder. I wiggled and kicked as hard as I could. The front door opened as he carried me back to the living room. A soaking wet Jason was standing in the foyer. He took off his mask and watched the show.

"She needed stitches?"

"Yep." Dick said as we passed him.

"Just let her head be split open if she doesn't want to be patched up. Maybe that will fix her imaginary freak problem."

"Real mature Jason. If you're not going to help, just go to your room." Dick said as he put me down on the towel covered sofa. I tried to turn on my back to stop him from touching my head. He kept me on my stomach and grabbed my arms and pushed them under me pinning them down. "Please Margaret just calm down! I don't like this either!" I panted as he spoke. I didn't have nearly the stamina he did.

"It's going to hurt!" I cry out as tears roll down my face.

"It's alright. It won't be bad, You're tough." His tone was much softer now. He kept me down on the sofa with one hand while he reached for the kit with the other. Jason walked over and handed it to him.

"Here trade me spots so she can lay her head down." Jason suggested. They switch around. Dick kneeled on the ground with the kit as Jason held me down and turned my head to the side to give Dick as much room as possible. I didn't really fight too hard knowing it was useless.

"He's lucky there is a needle so close to your skull right now. As soon as he lets go I'm going to hit him for you." I knew it wasn't for me. Felix just wanted to hit Jason for earlier.

"No Felix don't." I sobbed out.

"It's okay." Dick said softly. I felt a pinch then a burning on the back of my head. "There That's all it was. You won't even feel the stitches. Can Jason go get changed now?" Dick asked as he fiddled with something in the kit. I nod as Jason takes his hand off my back.

"Kids man, I don't understand why Bru-" he was interrupted by what can only assume was Felix hitting him. "You want round two you creepy little-"

"Jay, just go upstairs please."

"Yeah Felix, just leave him alone." I add, this was bad enough without people fighting. Once the room was empty Dick touched around the gash.

"Can you feel this?"

"No but I can hear it." He laughed

"Yeah I know what you mean. Alright, just try to relax, it shouldn't take too many stitches." He paused. as I hear the sound of paper and gloves rustling. "I'm sorry I had to do that but you couldn't just walk around with a hole in your head. I don't ever want to be that guy but I was worried."

"I'm sorry for running. And about the lamp."

"Hey it was a good distraction you just didn't throw it hard enough. You're pretty quick. And hard to predict." I smile thinking it was funny he was complimenting me on my ability to get away from him. "Just don't do something like that to Jason. He's not as patient, or gentle." Dick really wasn't a bad guy, not at all. He just wants people to trust him Most of all Bruce.

"Are you almost done?"

"Kinda. Why don't we talk about something else. Felix is really tall, I kinda figured he was your age."

"No, he's always been an adult."

"Is he a ghost?" I let out a chuckle.

"Don't be silly, ghosts aren't real. He's just my imaginary friend. He's always been there."

"I get that but I had an imaginary friend growing up and he never could do what Felix does, mine wouldn't even talk to me. You have to realize that he's not a normal imaginary friend" I could feel Felix closing In on the conversation. He wasn't liking it.

"Tell this pretty boy to mind his own business. He's a loser, that's why his imaginary friend never talked back."

"No I know but he is just Felix I can't explain him. It's like trying to explain why the wind blows."

"Actually we know why the wind blows and I hope one day we can find out why Felix is here. To help him and you. Alrighty we are done. Don't ever shave your head because that's definitely gonna leave a scar." Dick said as he helped me sit up. I was proud Felix didn't attack him for asking so many questions.

"Thanks Dick." I say as I dry up the last of my tears.

"Don't worry about it kid. I'm gonna go soak your suit so it doesn't get blood stains." He said as he ruffled my hair like Bruce does. He walked off and only Felix and I were left.

"So what's the deal you weren't answering me back there with Joker." I touched the back of my head softly trying to feel the stitches.

"You were the one laughing. You weren't asking me anything."

"Margaret I wasn't laughing, I was screaming at you." I got chills just thinking about the idea that something could prevent me from hearing Felix like that and why did I hear laughing. He hates being ignored. No telling what he might do if he feels ignored.

"I don't know but I do know I'm never going out with them again. I haven't been so scared in a long time. I hate clowns."

"I went to bed that morning wondering what happened with Felix, why couldn't I hear him and why was he so big all of a sudden. Was I getting smaller? No Dick thought he was really big too. Maybe I should keep track of his height. Like a growth chart or something. What was making him grow? Was he taking something from me? Feeding off me somehow.

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My Dear Friend

Part 11

Masterlist

I never realized how quickly time passes when things are going well. It's almost cruel that time seems to move slower when you are experiencing something unpleasant. Dick trying to teach me how to do a backflip is one of those times when time seems to move slower.

"Just bend your back, no not like you are trying to touch your toes. like this, make a bridge." He says as he bends backwards effortlessly. I didn't understand how someone could bend like that.

"I don't think I can do that. What if my back breaks or my legs or something." I say as I sit on the blue gymnastics mat he's laid out on the floor of the gym.

"You won't break anything, come on. If I can teach Jason I can teach you." He says pulling on my arm to get me to stand on my feet. The mental image of Jason trying to do a flip in his creepy red mask while double fisting pistols gave me a pretty good laugh but I didn't think it was funny for too long because the idea of a 6'4 200lbs man jumping through the air while shooting wildly sounded down right terrifying the more I thought about it.

"I don't need to know this. When has a backflip ever helped you?"

"It helped me pick up a girl once." He says with a big grin. I attempted the back bend but my arms gave out and I fell on the top of my head.

"That was pretty close!" He was always so supportive even when he probably shouldn't be. We practiced for what felt like forever till I was rescued by Tim telling us Bruce wanted to talk to everyone.

We were all gathered in the living room closest to the front door. Bruce had a few suitcases with him. I was scared he was going to tell us we were going on another camping trip.

"I know this is short notice but Alfred needs to help some old friends in England and I'm going as well to lend a hand."

"I thought I told you I could handle it, Master Bruce." Alfred said as he walked past the archway, suitcases under each arm. They had a very polite disagreement for a few seconds before Alfred gave up on trying to change his mind.

"Dick you are in charge of Margaret and Tim. Jason don't give Dick a hard time. It's only going to be a few days." Bruce says as he hands off his suitcase to Alfred who seems very eager to get going.

Bruce pulled Dick aside and whispered something to him. After Bruce and Alfred said their goodbyes and left for the jet. Jason walked off heading to his room and Tim followed up after him.

"Ohh while the cats away the mice will play. How far is the closest casino do you think?"

"Wait, we should get around for tonight. We are going to be majorly shorthand without Bruce." Dick said, calling up to the boys.

"We can't all patrol tonight. Who's gonna keep her from sticking a fork in an outlet or something?" Jason asked as he pointed down at me. Dick looked over at me for a second before smiling.

"She's gonna come out with us."

"What?" Both Jason and I ask at once.

"Yeah. Bruce has been throwing something together for her. You know just in case." Bruce had said I wouldn't have to go onto the family business if I didn't want to. Has he been expecting me to change my mind about it?

"No offense Margaret but this is a horrible idea." Tim chimed in as he started to walk back down the stairs.

"I can be left home alone, you guys know that right?" It wasn't like I was completely helpless. I'd probably just sleep the whole time. They were completely over reacting.

"Yeah, you tell them. With them gone we can see which part of the house burns the fastest."

"Stop it Felix, that's not funny." Normally I'd ignore him in public so I didn't look crazy but I had to nip this in the bud or he might just try.

"That's why you can't be left home alone. Bruce doesn't want you alone for too long with Felix." How long had that been the plan? I wish I hadn't heard that now I'm going to feel like none of them actually want to hang out with me. Dick seemed to realize his mistake quickly. "Not that he thinks Felix is dangerous. He is worried about Felix getting lonely. Ideal hands and what not."

"Nice save." Jason sneered.

"He was thinking the name Magpie suited you well." Dick says as he opens the glass display case.

"See they are expecting me to act up. Who am I to disappoint."

Everyone went down to the batcave. It hasn't changed much since I was here for the first time. Tim and Jason grabbed their suits to get change. On the very end next to the old Batgirl suit was a black, white, and blue suit. It looked like it had some built in armor to it. It had a long cape that connected to the arms. It was mostly black with accents of white. The underside of the cape was a blueish green. It came complete with a black domino mask.

"Do I get a suit? I'm going to be the one doing all the work."

"I know Bruce is going to be disappointed he couldn't come out with you on your first night but I think he'll understand." I didn't want to do this but what could I do? Run hide? They would just catch me and drag me along.

"Please, I want to stay home. I'll sleep the whole night, don't make me go!" Begging couldn't hurt. Dick is a pushover. He frowned for a second but then handed me the suit.

"You are going to do great. You are gonna be with me all night. Nothings going to happen." Does he think I'm scared I won't do a good job? I'm scared I'm going to get killed.

Against my better judgment I get changed and meet the boys around the Batmobile.

"Wow you look um..." Tim was quickly cut off by an elbow in his side courtesy of Dick. "You look great." He finishes trying to cover for himself. The armor in the suit made me look so bulky and the domino mask had a small point at the nose making me look like I was some kind of buff bird.

"Why is my cape connected like this?" I flap my arms around trying to demonstrate the issue.

"It's so if you let go of your grappling hook you can open your arms and glide rather than plummet to your death."

"Jason what the hell don't say that!" Tim yells.

"Should I lie to her? I almost dropped my hook the first night it happens."

"No no, the cape is not for that. Magpies are birds so you have wings. That's it, don't listen to Jason." Dick says looking proud he covered for Jason's bluntness so artfully. I didn't buy a word of it.

"Okay Jason you and Tim go south we will take north. If you run into anything that looks even remotely suspicious give the directions over the coms and we will be there. We play it safe and slow tonight. Worst case scenario I use this." Dick pulls out a watch. "The big guy himself gave it to me. He said it emits a frequency only he can hear. One press of this button and he'll be there."

"Whoa no way!" Tim exclaimed looking at the watch.

"I know right he gave it to-" the fan boying was interrupted by Jason revving the motor of his bike.

"Let's get this show on the road guys." He pulls on his mask and speeds out of the cave. Tim puts his helmet on cursing under his breath and gets on his own bike to chase after him.

"I'm so glad you're my partner tonight." Dick unlocks the Batmobile and we drive to the north end of the city. After parking we take to the rooftops. I had to cling to Dick for dear life as he used his grappling hook to climb the build.

Heights didn't bother me as much as I thought they would. After being carried by superman over Gotham City a roof top was nothing. Dick was pretty quiet. I could tell he took this all very seriously. The night was mostly calm. Dick would move us around a bit and stopped a few muggings but aside from that the streets were quiet. Tim and Jason seemed to be having a similar night. The sound of the police radio was starting to make me a bit edgy. Dick never let me out of his sight even when stopping muggers he'd look up to the rooftop to make sure I was still there.

"They still don't trust you. Can't say I blame them, I wouldn't trust you either. If I kidnapped someone there would be no way I'd let them out again." Felix was getting a tad antsy as well.

There was a crash on one of the bridges, something about laughing gas and clowns. The handheld radio came alive with chatter. Jason and Tim had already made it over there but Dick had to be careful when moving with me. He couldn't swing from buildings the way he normally could. We were miles from the Batmobile. He stops on another rooftop and looks down at me.

"I need to get over there. Can I leave you here? Just stay put and stay out of sight please." He sounded so worried it was hard not to agree. He was gone just as fast. He swung off into the distance becoming a small dot on the horizon.

"Wanna play tic-tac-toe?" I ask Felix as I sit down on the roof and use my finger to push around the dirt to make a board for us.

"Do I look like I want to play tic-tac-toe? Let's go see what's happening. I'm bored to tears up here."

"I can't leave if I wanted to. I can't use this thing." I say as I hold out the hook.

"Stand up, I'll get us down." I didn't like how that sounded but he wouldn't do anything that would jeopardize his existence at least not without provocation. So I nodded and stood up.

"Now what?"

"Do you trust me?"

"Sometimes."

"Just don't scream." I hear him move behind me. My feet started to lift from the roof. Before I knew it I was being dangled by my arms in the air. I stay as loose as I possibly can. I could feel hands under my armpits floating me up and over. Slowly I was lowered onto the street below. My feet touch solid ground again and my arms fall to my sides.

"I didn't know you could do that!"

"I wasn't sure I could either but that's a good trick to have up our sleeve eh?"

I started to walk in the direction I saw dick swing off in. I wasn't sure where I was going but I figured I'd know when I was getting close. I ran past an alley and heard some kind of laughter coming from it.

"Stop" Felix said flatly as he pulled on my cape. I looked back at him to see what he wanted. "Something is down there."

"So? It's a dark alley alot of things could be down there!" I say as I yank my cape away. Felix normally didn't get fixated on something like this. It sent a chill through me when the laughter seemed to get closer. Out of nowhere Felix started to laugh a little.

"Something isn't right." He said as he chuckled it was eerie to say the least. I started to fumble with my tool belt and found a small flashlight. I pulled it out and shined it down the alley. A man with his back turned to me was just standing there. He swayed a little as he stood. His outfit seemed familiar. It looked to be a tacky purple suit of some kind. I knew this wasn't good. I pressed my finger into my ear like I saw Dick do but I realized I wasn't even given a com. It was like a nightmare. Feeling so helpless all the while Felix was still laughing like a mad man. The police radio said there was some kind of laughing gas. Maybe this guy needs some help.

"Hello?" I call out softly as I take a step closer to the tacky man. My heart pounded in my chest so fast it felt like if not for this armor on my chest it would leap right out. "Sir? Can I call someone?" I froze in place. I didn't want to get within grabbing distance but he wasn't responding. I wasn't sure what to do.

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Hey gang! I'm still figuring out what I want to do with this blog. I have decided I'm going to post every other day so I don't burn myself out. On the off days I'm going to be posting to a different blog I have for The Boys. If you are interested in the show feel free to drop by and check it out. Here's the link I'm going to always try and make updates if a part won't be posted on time because I know I like to be updated on a series I'm following to make sure I didn't miss a part. Anyway enough rambling from me, I hope you all have a great night and I'll see you all tomorrow! 🤗

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My dear Friend

Part 10

Masterlist

No real warnings just a little spooky part. The rest of it is going to a mostly fluff. A fun idea I had about The Batfam going camping. I hope you all still enjoy it!

The next morning was pretty standard. Breakfast was served and we all ate in mostly silence aside from the occasional sidebar conversation. Once almost everyone was done eating. Bruce told us all to stay seated. That he had something he wanted to say.

"I wanted to reward you all for your hard work and dedication so I have arranged for us all to go on a little family trip." He hardly finished his sentence before Tim and Dick high fived over the table.

"Alright! Are we going to Hawaii, maybe the Bahamas?" Dick asked as he leaned back in his seat with a big smile.

"No, not that kind of trip. We are going outside of Gotham city limits to go camping. I figured it would be a good chance to brush up on some survival techniques." You could feel the excitement leave the air. There was a collective sigh.

"In what world is being away from my computer a reward?" Tim asked as he pushed his plate away.

"Yeah for once I'm with Tim. This is gonna blow, Bruce." Jason adds.

"You boys will have fun. Look, you don't see Margaret complaining." Bruce says as gestures to me down the table.

"Hmm? Oh I'm sorry I wasn't paying attention." It was a lie I realize but I didn't want to have to tell him how horrible this Idea sounded. He seemed happy about it. Jason laughed a little and stood up from the table.

"You guys have fun playing boy scouts in the woods. I'll be protecting the city while you're gone old man."

"Fake a stomach ache. I can make you puke if he doesn't buy it." Felix interjected. It never came up before now but I guess he hates camping too.

"I have already made arrangements for The Flash to do a few run throughs. This is a mandatory trip. Everyone is going, even Alfred." Alfred who had just walked in, eyes widened in surprise.

"I have to come as well Master Bruce? Oh goody." He says as he starts picking up the plates.

"Everyone go pack, no more than one backpack. Margaret stick around. I have something for you." Bruce says as he helps Alfred put the plates onto the serving tray.

"Now's your chance quick tell him you don't feel well. You'll be a hero to the guys." Once everyone leaves Bruce gets up and reaches up in a tall cabinet and pulls out a gift wrapped in dark green and gold paper

"Your birthday had passed by the time I met you so this is for you." He said as he handed me the gift.

"You didn't have to. I really appreciate it though." I say with a wide smile

"You haven't even opened it yet. don't say you appreciate it."

Ignoring my friend I carefully unwrapped the box and opened it and inside was a stuffed animal of a turtle. He was so soft and his legs were filled with beads giving him some weight.

"You seemed to like the turtle figurine so I figured you'd like a bigger, softer one." Bruce said as he picked up the toy and handed it to me. I hug it close and can't help but grin.

"What does he think you are five?"

"I love him, thank you!" I say as I stand up and hug Bruce. He was back to his normal unaffectionate self because he just patted me on the back and took a step away.

"Don't mention it, go get packed." I ran upstairs and pulled out a book bag Tim had given to me. I packed some clothes and a blanket. Of course I packed my new turtle who I still need to name.

"Don't bring that thing. The guys are gonna make fun of you."

"No they won't. I want to bring it. He's cute." I say as I zip my bag.

I grabbed a few bottles of water and got in the van with everyone else. It was strange seeing everyone in such informal clothes. I don't think I have ever seen Alfred's knees.

Bruce was driving and Alfred was his copilot. We hadn't even gotten to the camp grounds and Alfred had already had us all put sunscreen on. Jason and Dick sat in the front row of the back seats and Tim and I had the farthest back seats. The ride was a little longer than I had liked but eventually we made it. We were surrounded by woods on all sides. There was a small building with stalls and toilets and sinks but no showers. Aside from that there was nothing.

The tents seemed easy enough to set up. Bruce and Jason could build a tent faster than I had ever seen. Dick and Alfred started on building a fire and Tim and I went looking for things we all could eat. He had a book full of local plants. He marked a few that looked less gross than all the others and the search was on.

"This looks like this thing we can eat but it also looks like this other thing that could give us a parasite so I think I will just leave it alone. How are you doing?" Tim asked as he walked over to me. Felix and I were picking berries from a tall bush.

"Alright you found mulberries! Here put them in this." He said as he sat a bucket down. It was like Felix was born to pick berries. He was dropping double the berries I was in the bucket. Tim came back with a few mushrooms he was 100% sure wouldn't give us all diarrhea and we headed back. The tents were in a circle around the fire and Jason had put a wire around the circle of tents.

"There we go. This way if anyone sneaks up on us we will know." He says proudly putting his hands on his hips.

"Take that thing down, you are going to trip up a raccoon or something." Dick said as he grabbed one of the steaks in the ground that had the wire tied to it. The two squabbled over the wire as Bruce was roasting some hotdogs for everyone. Alfred took the berries and mushrooms to the restroom to wash them up. Meanwhile Tim crawled into his tent and pulled out his phone.

It was starting to get dark and everyone was still doing their own things while Alfred and Bruce fixed up some dinner.

I was sitting in a folding chair just staring off when I saw baby deer wobbling into view from the tree line.it couldn't be very old. I stood up and tried to get one of the guys attention but everyone was too busy and shooed me off. The baby deer seemed very interested in our camp so I slowly walked over to it. As soon as I got about six feet from it, it ran off. I followed the fawn wanting to see if I could find its mom.

"Careful Margaret. I can't see camp." I ignored him as I continued to chase this fawn who finally stopped In a clearing. I slow down and stand still looking at it. Their eyes are so big and dark. I slowly took a step closer and to my surprise it didn't run. I reached out my hand and petted its head.

"Don't touch it, it could have a disease or something."

"It likes me, Felix look." I whisper. The deer didn't seem to be too afraid of Me.

"Oh look now you've done it. It's mom's here." I look around and see an older deer creep out from behind some trees. I pull my hand away and the fawn wobbles to its mom who licks its head.

"Here mommy deer. Can I pet you too?" I say as I kneel down trying to make myself seem as small as possible. She was even prettier than her baby. The mother stands her ground and just stares into my eyes. I looked past her and realized how dark it had gotten. Just as I looked away I heard a blood curdling scream making the deer run away. I stood up and looked around for the source but it had gotten so dark I could hardly see a few feet in front of my face.

"Felix? What was that?"

"No clue but I don't want to stick around to find out." He said as he grabbed my hand and started to lead me through the woods. After a few minutes he lets go of my hand. "Don't freak out but we are lost."

"What! How can we be lost? You never get lost!"

"I said don't freak out! I'm going to fly up and see if I can see camp from the air."

"Don't leave me!" I shouted but he was already gone. I looked around for a second then sat on a stump. I shouldn't have chased that deer. I heard a twig snap so I looked up. I didn't see anything at first, making me assume it was Felix till I saw the big shiny black eyes of one of the deer looking back at me. It seemed to be peeking around from behind a tree.

"Hey girl, is that mommy or baby deer?" I ask as I stand up to get a better view.

"Neither." An unfamiliar voice says.

Frozen with fear I stood there as the eyes looking right into my soul, seemed to levitate in the darkness.

"What are you?" I ask as I finally manage to speak.

The would-be deer steps closer into my field of vision but still seems to be hiding behind a thin tree. It was tall but hunching over. I could make out a long face almost like a deer's but it was only bone. The body was all black and almost blended into the darkness behind its form. Its limbs were long and thin, not unlike a spider's.

"I'm daddy deer." It said as it wrapped it's arm around the tree it was standing behind.

"You're not real. I know this trick. I go running back to the camp and sound like a crazy person."

"But they all already know you are crazy." It spoke so slowly leaving me desperately anticipating every word.

"All the same, just leave me alone! I'm not scared of you!" I screamed at it.

"Liar liar pants on fire." It hummed. "Wanna hear a secret?" It asked me. The words rang in my ears. It's what the news lady said to me. I shook my head and turned my back to the creature. It laughed as twigs crunched behind me. The hairs on the back of my neck raised as it reached me. A hand fell on my shoulder and I turned around and slapped whatever it was as hard as I could.

"Ow Margaret!" A very confused Dick says as he holds his face. "I was talking to you and you ignore me now you're hitting me?" I looked past him and saw nothing but very dimly lit trees.

"You scared me. I'm sorry." I say sheepishly.

"I scared you? You are the one standing in the dark woods looking like an extra from The Blair Witch project or something." He said with a laugh. "Let's get going. Felix led me to you. He's a pretty useful little guy." He added as we started to walk back. I wondered if Dick thought Felix was a child like me. I never wanted to correct him though because hearing him talk about Felix like that always made me laugh.

"He was the only one who didn't question it when I held their hand."

If Felix was with them then he couldn't have been the thing in the woods. I got goosebumps thinking about it. "What's wrong? You look pale."

"Don't worry about it." I say softly.

"Hmm?"

"Sorry I'm talking to Felix." I say as we reach the camp. Bruce stood up and put his hands on his hips.

"I got lost." I say softly looking up at him.

"Your dinner is cold. Where did you go?" He asks as he starts making up a plate of cold food.

"I saw a deer and followed it. Then Felix and I started talking and lost track of time." I lied to him again but It was better than saying I saw a big creepy deer thing. Felix gave me a little shove probably because I pulled him into my lie.

"You were gone for hours. That's all you did?" Jason chimed in.

"Hours? No I wasn't gone that long was I?"

"They all went out looking for you. I was ready to call for backup." Tim said as he sat on his phone still.

"That's weird. It didn't even feel like an hour." He was right, it didn't.

The rest of the evening passed by. I had my dinner meanwhile Jason and Alfred took turns reading out loud from some old poetry books. The evening was winding down and everyone crawled onto their own tents. Everyone had their own aside from Bruce and Alfred who shared the biggest one.

Getting into my sleeping bag was the easy part now I had to try and sleep. My new turtle friend was held tightly in my arms. I didn't think I'd be so afraid. Every sound was the creature in my mind. Every sound was something dangerous ready to pounce on my tent. Finally I couldn't take it.

I got up and walked over to Tim's tent. To see if he was awake still. The jerk had put some kind of lock on the inside of his zipper. I moved onto the next one. I opened the extra large tent and crawled in. I didn't think Bruce or Alfred would mind if I slept in here. It wasn't five minutes before I couldn't take their unified snoring anymore. I moved down the line to Jason's tent. As soon as I opened the tent he shot up and looked at me.

"Can I sleep in here? I'm kinda scared." I admit as I get in.

"Sure if you want. And don't worry I brought this so don't be scared about any Intruders." He said as he pulled out a gun from his sleeping bag.

"Oh good Margaret, Jason has a gun. You must feel really safe now."

"Are you sleeping with a gun?!"

"Well I'm not going to leave a loaded gun in my bag now am I? That would be dangerous." He said as he laid back down and put his gun under his sweater he was using as a pillow.

"Nevermind, I changed my mind." I say as I get out.

"Suit yourself. You'll be thanking me for bringing this bad boy if a bear shows up." He said before closing his eyes again. I close his tent up and move to the last one, Dick's tent.

"Great you guys can cuddle while he cracks some dad jokes."

"Stop it, he's just a big softy. You shouldn't make fun of him like that." I say as I reach the last tent. I get in and Dick murmurs a little and opens one eye. Seeing it is just me. He rolls over and goes back to sleep.

Sleeping here was much easier than I thought. Morning came quickly and we all packed up. After a small breakfast we were on the road again. I never thought I'd be so happy to see the manor.

Hey there! I'm going to try to do daily post but if I don't just assume a new part will be up the day after. I'm having alot of fun writing I hope you guys are enjoying the story. 😊

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My Dear Friend

Part 9

Masterlist

Bruce walked in first then the man. He was around 5'10 and middle aged. His hair was snow capped and kept short. He looked perfectly normal and unassuming.

"Margaret, this is Dr. Jones" Bruce says as the man takes a seat across from me.

"Pleasure to meet you." He says with a smile as he crosses his legs. I don't say anything. I don't think Felix would let me even if I wanted to.

"Right well I'll leave you guys to it." Bruce says as he steps out.

"So how was your day? Do anything fun?" He asks as he clicks his pen and pulls out a notebook. I shake my head no.

"Ask him about his dead wife." I didn't want to have to scare or hurt him so I kept my mouth shut and continued my silent treatment.

"Well that's a shame. I had a wonderful day. The weather was gorgeous. I took a dog canoeing with me. He seemed to have a good time." He says with a heartfelt smile. I continued to give him nothing. For a brief second he looked like he was trying to force on something he couldn't grasp. "Trying to give me the silent treatment? Well unfortunately for you I can talk enough for the two of us. It's going to be a very boring hour for you I'm afraid." He said giving me a second to respond. I don't say a word and he sighs. "I tried to warn you. Well you see today I got up and-" he continued like this for way too long he walked me through the most boring part of his day the whole time Felix whispered secrets to me most of which didn't make any sense. I thought Felix might be messing with me because he was so bored.

Finally I had, had enough. Felix had given me the most random piece of information and I had to get an explanation.

"Are you a human?" The air in the room changed. He blinked a few times, absolutely stunned.

"Well of course I am and so are you. Is your friend, Felix?" He asked.

"Probably. I don't know. Why would he tell me you're not human?"

"I'm not sure why don't you ask him?"

"He doesn't like to answer questions."

"I see well perhaps he's projecting? Maybe he's questioning his own existence." Dr. Jones begins to click his pen. At this point shrugging was all I could do. I didn't know how to answer that nor did I know what projecting is. "No one wants to take you back to a hospital. That's not what I'm here for."

"What are you here for?"

"To help you. I'm a little like you Margaret. Only I can read people's minds." He smiles and holds out his hand. "I can show you what I mean."

"Have you been reading my mind? Can you hear Felix?" I was excited at the thought that someone else could hear him, corroborate that he was real.

"Well that's the problem I actually can't hear either of you. Can you help me make the connection stronger by taking my hand? I want to try and hear him." As soon as the sentence was out of his mouth my hand was in his.

"Margaret no!"

"That's him, can you hear him?" I ask looking over at him. He closed his eyes so I did the same. I could hear his voice far off so soft it could also be mistaken for the wind.

"Margaret, can you hear me?" I answered him back in my head but I don't think he could hear me.

"I'm going to try something else." He says out loud. I nod to him. I feel his hands sandwich my head gently. I started to see something appear from the darkness. A tall green man, I think I recognized him. It was a member of the Justice League, Martian Manhunter. I try to pull away but my head stays firmly in his hands. His grip gets a little stronger.

"I want to stop." I say quickly.

"I don't understand. Why can't I hear you, child?" His voice had changed. I started to feel like he was trying to dig into my brain. Like he was looking for something or someone.

Suddenly he lets out a scream. I open my eyes to see Martian Manhunter in front of me. He was crouched down in front of me, his eyes still shut. He screamed so loud it made my ears ring. Bruce came running in and tried to pull his hands from my head but they were stuck there like he was a statue made of marble.

"Margaret let go of him!" Bruce yelled over his screams. I wasn't doing anything. I don't know how to stop. I saw the same black veins forming on Martian Manhunter skin that Superman had. They grew outwards from his hands and crawled up to his face. He quickly shifted forms over and over so many different faces they started to blur. Finally he fell back against Bruce who caught him.

"J'onn! Answer me!" Buce shouted as he felt for a pulse. The veins disappeared and he groaned in pain. I sat there in complete disbelief.

"You wanted him out of your head right?" I got up and ran from the room. I wasn't sure why I ran. I just felt I had too. I ran upstairs and into a random bedroom. I pushed myself underneath the bed. Why was I hiding?

A while passed before footsteps found their way to me. The door opened slowly and Bruce's head came into view. He looked empathic. I pushed myself further against the wall making myself harder to reach.

"Why are you hiding under here?" He asked as he got down and laid on his stomach to talk to me. I shook my head no at him. He took a sigh and smiled as he wedged himself under the bed as much as he could to grab me. "J'onn is gone. I'm sorry I didn't tell you the truth. I was afraid his true form would scare you. Come here." He says as he carefully slides me from under the bed. He sat up and to my surprise he pulled me into a hug. I stayed limp, not sure what to do at first.

"Why are you hugging me?"

"Because I'm sorry." Is all he says. I pat him on the back and we stay like this for a little longer than I'd like but I wasn't going to pull away from him and risk hurting his feelings. Finally he stood up, keeping me in a hug. "I didn't know it was like that for you." I pull my head back to look at him.

"Like what?" I ask wiggling a bit to get free but Bruce either didn't get the hint or wasn't done yet because he didn't move his arms.

"J'onn told me what he saw. What Felix does and says to you. What he shows you and what you see. Why didn't you say anything about the nightmares? About the faces you see. Any of it?"

"That's not all Felix."

"J'onn seems to think it is." He says as he puts his hand on the back of my head so I have to put my head on his shoulder again.

"Well he's wrong! Felix likes to cause trouble but he doesn't do all that!" I say as I kick my legs. He nods

"I understand he must have been mistaken." As quickly as it happened it ended Bruce put me back down to stand on my own two feet. I brush myself off and look up at him confused. Before anything else can be said I speak.

"I'm going to head to bed. I'll see you tomorrow." I walk past him and make my way to my room. Affectionate Bruce almost scared me more than normal him. I tried to think what the Martian could have been talking about. What he could have seen. Maybe Felix is having more of a role in my mind than I thought.

Sorry it's so short tonight I am addicted to animal crossing and I'm finding it hard to focus on much else. I hope you enjoyed it though! Thanks for reading! More will probably be out tomorrow.🤗

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My Dear Friend

Part 8

Masterlist

Warnings: mentions death, suicide, killing and gets kinda dark in general.

Months had passed and for the first time in a long time I felt almost normal. Everyone seemed to be doing a lot better. Jason has taken up being a vigilante again. Barbara and I have become a bit more close. She's taken up the moniker Oracle which I think is the coolest sounding hero name ever. Her and Dick seem to be getting really close though. Felix thinks they are dating but I don't know about that. It's summer break now so Tim and I have gotten to hang out more. It works out well because both of us have horrible sleep schedules so we tend to be up at the same time. I'm awful at the games he plays so I normally just watch. It's been awesome, incredible actually.

Today Bruce wanted to take me out for some ice cream. Out of everyone he's probably the person I have spent the least time with. It's not on purpose we just don't have too much in common and he works alot both as Batman and Bruce Wayne.

I sat in the car waiting for him. He wanted to take one of the smaller cars so he didn't have to bother Alfred with driving us. I don't think I have ever seen Bruce drive well, never seen him drive as Bruce Wayne. He opens the door and gets in.

"Okay all set?" He asked as he started the car up. I nodded as I pulled on my seat belt. I looked in the rear view mirror and saw the seat belt behind Bruce buckle itself in. I guess Felix is ready as well. We didn't talk much on the way there. It's all the same to me. I don't think you need to speak to enjoy your time with someone. It's almost nice to not have to.

He pulled over outside of an ice cream shop and turned the car off and looked over at me.

"Hey, what would you think about talking to a friend of mine? He's a doctor. He might be able to help you." It was so random I didn't say anything at first I wasn't sure what to say.

"I feel okay. I'm not sick."

"No I know you are not sick I don't mean that kind of doctor Margaret. I mean a psychiatrist, you know what a psychiatrist is right?" I knew he wasn't trying to be condescending but it still stung a little.

"Of course I know what a psychiatrist is but I don't need one. I'm fine.

"Where'd this come from? Does he think you're crazy or something?"

"I really think he could help you. He has a specialty in… unique cases like your own." As he speaks Felix breathed on the windshield and wrote a big crooked "no" in the condensation. Bruce looked at it and frowned a little. Before looking back at me. "Please Margaret, you have been doing really well recently. I just want to make sure It can stay this way for your sake. You've really come out of your shell in such a short time.

"I don't want to, can we just go home Please?" I ask looking out the window at the passing people. Bruce took a deep breath before speaking again.

"I wanted it to be your choice. He's coming over later this evening. You don't have to talk to him but just sit down with him. I'm going to go in and get some ice cream. I'll bring you out a cone." He says as he opens the car door to leave. As he does, a large creak forms down the windshield right through the disappearing no Felix wrote. I didn't say anything I didn't need to for once Felix took the words right out of my mouth. Bruce looked at it and sucked at his teeth before getting out. "That's coming out of your allowance." He says before closing the door.

"He thinks he can get away with this? You are fine. He's doing it on purpose he wants you to be angry he's an adrenaline junkie he probably loves it!"

"I don't think so." I say softly as Felix gets more worked up.

"You can't talk to this guy. He's going to think you are batshit. I know you're not but he won't believe that. What if he convinces Bruce you need to go to a hospital or something?"

"Relax, I'm not going to talk to him. It's the safest way to handle this."

Bruce comes back with two cones. One fully chocolate and the other vanilla chocolate twist. He handed me the twist.

"I wasn't sure which to get you so I got both." He says as he gets in. We start our drive home. If the ride here was quiet this one was silent. You could hear the road under the car. I was going to let my ice cream melt in protest but it started to run onto my hands and I hate being sticky so I give up on my short lived hunger strike and start to eat. Bruce finished his in record time and was now tapping his fingers against the steering wheel to the music on the radio. He seemed to be in a pretty good mood all things considered.

Just as I was getting to the best part of the ice cream, the cone. Felix grabbed it and pushed it against Bruce's chest. He's caught off guard and almost drove us off the road.

"Hey! God-" he stops himself and I hand him a napkin from the center console. He starts to try and clean his very expensive looking tie while trying to keep an eye on the road. "I guess I should have gotten you just vanilla." He says in a gruff voice.

"He's not happy."

"Yeah I can see that. Well he just has to get over it Margaret. This is good for you. Both of you." Just as he says this the wheel is jerked to the left and Bruce has to pull it back quickly before we hit another car in the next lane.

"Does he want to kill us? Really because I'm making you do something he doesn't like, he's going to kill us all?" Bruce looked over at me but I know the question wasn't really for me.

"Tell him I'll do it, I'll kill you both right here. We can't go back to a hospital Margaret. Tell him!"

"He doesn't want to go back to a hospital." I say as Bruce struggles for the wheel.

"You are not going anywhere. Any treatment will be handled at the house. He's a friend Margaret, he wouldn't do that." Felix lays on the horn but stops pulling at the wheel. He pushes the button to take the top down and it flies open. We come up the hill to the driveway blaring on the horn with the top opening and closing over and over. Bruce gets out. Ice cream falls from his chest and onto his shiny shoes.

"Can you go get Alfred to help me clean this?" He asks as he kicks the cold treat off of his foot. I walked in but the horn had already alerted Alfred.

"Master Bruce, what did you do?" Asked Alfred as he reached him. I slipped inside and it would see Felix followed because the horn finally stopped. I walked into one of the many living rooms and sat down in an armchair.

"Do you think if I die you would too?" The question had never really came up. Sometimes it feels like Felix is attached to me like hair or maybe even skin but other times it's like he's completely his own being that is just hitching a ride. I never thought what would happen to him if I was gone only what I'd do if he disappeared.

"Probably but I don't care."

"So you'd be willing to make that choice for me? That's really messed up. I don't want to die. Even if we have to go to a hospital."

"You only say that because you have the luxury of being medicated out of your stupid little mind. Do you know what happens to me when you take antipsychotics? Purgatory doesn't begin to describe it. What I go through makes Sisyphus's rock seem like a piece of cake. On top of that I am surrounded by nutjobs and babbling idiots. I would choose non-existence over that hell-ish experience any day." To say I was scared that Felix might kill us one day was an understatement. Arkham was the first time I was medicated. I noticed he had been different, weaker while we were in there. I didn't understand the rock thing he said but it must not be good. I never thought a place like that would affect him so negatively

"But I don't want to die. I don't want to be committed but what's so bad about it you are willing to do that?"

"Just drop it. I don't want to talk about it anymore. You have my opinion on the matter. You get us put away, it will be the last thing you ever do." I just nod in response. I didn't want to work him up anymore.

"There you are." Bruce says as he walks past the archway. "I wasn't yelling at you about the ice cream. I was just surprised." He comes around the chair to look at me.

"I know. I didn't think you were." He ruffles up my hair before walking off to presumably change. You could tell he's only raised boys. His idea of affection is a strong pat on the back or messing up your hair. It was kinda nice though. I pat my hair back down and go upstairs to see what Tim's up to.

He was cleaning his keyboard when I came in.

"Oh just in time I was gonna play something, You in?" He asked as he put the can of compressed air away and sat down at his chair.

"No I'm okay I'll just watch." I say as I sit on the edge of his bed to get a clear view of the screen. He frowned a little.

"I don't mean this to come off bad but you don't really like to do anything." His tone wasn't mean or spiteful I knew he just didn't understand. "Like don't you have any hobbies? You don't really like to read, you don't like to play video games, you aren't really into sports." I kinda shrug not sure how to answer the question or if he even wanted it answered. "Why don't I help you find a hobby! Yeah it could be fun. You have to like something. I'll start working on a list of hobbies for you to try." He looks down at his keyboard. "After this game I'll make the list actually." He says as he returns to his game.

He wasn't wrong now that I think about it. Nothing ever really sounds fun. Stuff is either okay or not okay.

"It's because you're boring." Felix is probably not wrong either. When I was really young I liked dinosaurs and swimming. I had different hobbies but as I've gotten older things just don't seem to hold my interest anymore.

"I think I like swimming."

"Great, we can start there. I'll meet you in the pool. Just give me like 20 minutes." Tim says as he leans closer to the screen to focus. I got up and left him to it.

Thankfully Barbara and I had gone to the beach a few weeks ago so I already had a suit. I got changed and headed to the outside pool. The weather was too hot for me but I guess the water will help with that. I got in and floated around. I heard the back door open and Tim came trotting out in flippers and goggles. It was hard not to laugh as he plugged his nose and jumped in.

"Yeah, I think this counts as a hobby." He says as he wades over to me. "You said you used to like swimming? What made you stop?" He asked as he floated on his back.

"Felix tried to drown a boy at the local pool so we had to stop going." Tim stopped floating on his back and stood up straight. His eyes scanned his field of view like he was looking for something.

"Oh um well I'm not the strongest swimmer so could you ask him not to do that to me?"

"He's harmless besides a caffeine overdose will take this kid out before I can."

"I think you are okay, the boy was trying to push me off the diving board."

"So Felix kinda protects you?"

"Yeah most of the time. It just depends. Sometimes he just likes to mess with me and others but when I need him he's always there." If only I could tell him about the conversation Felix and I had earlier. It's so much more complicated than I could ever explain with words.

"Well that's cool. Always having someone looking out for you. It's an added bonus that no one can see him. He's like an assassin."

"Yeah he's alright." I say before dunking my head under the water to swim a bit. I didn't want to talk about Felix too much. All it takes is one wrong word and Tim will need a lifeguard.

He takes the hint and swims around with me for a bit. Wet footprints make their way to one of the pool chairs. Water drips off of a vaguely human shape as it sits on the pool chair.

"Is that him? Was he in the pool?" Tim asks with a big smile.

"Probably just had his feet in the water. I don't really know." I say with a shrug. It was a little off putting that Tim seemed to be so interested in Felix. It wasn't the normal reaction to say the least but I think it might keep him safe. When Felix is looking for someone to bully. He likes to go for the weakest. He's like a lion trying to pick out the slowest gazelle for an easy meal. Thankfully none of the family seems to be easily scared.

"You ever have a boyfriend?" The question hit me like a ton of bricks.

"What? I um well-"

"I need advice. It's not really something I can take to one of the guys." He says as he pulls himself up on the edge of the pool and sits down.

"Advice on what?" I ask, trying to ready myself for whatever might come out of his mouth next.

"How sweet he's got a crush. He's gotta be real messed up to think you're cute."

"There is this guy from school I think I might like but I don't want to say anything because he might not like me back." He says as he pushes his dripping bangs out of his eyes. The amount of relief I felt was unreal. But I wasn't sure how to answer.

"He couldn't have asked a worse person." Felix seemed to be enjoying this somewhat awkward situation.

"Maybe ask Barbara. She seems like she'd be good at this kind of thing."

"No way she's too old she will tell me to do what I think is right or to follow my heart. The guy's in my friend group so I can't ask any of my school friends. What would you do?" He looked down at me. My stomach was doing flips. What if I gave him bad advice and messed this up for him. I had never really felt that way about someone before. I don't even think I have ever had a crush before.

"Yeah go on, give this poor sap some love life advice. He's screwed."

"Well If it was me I'd tell him. The what if would be worse than the potential rejection personally."

"You are such a liar. You don't even tell the waitress your order is wrong at a restaurant. Don't lie to him." Tim nods his head as he thinks for a moment.

"Well actually I was hoping you'd tell me not to tell him so I wouldn't have to." He laughs as splashes some water at me.

"Hey! I thought you wanted advice!" I say as I splash him back. He jumps back in and a full blown splash fight is started. Moments like these didn't necessarily feel natural to me. Felix and his unpredictable Behavior made it hard for me to relax around others but I felt like I was getting closer to normal day by day.

Bruce walks out and stands a safe distance away from the flying water.

"Margaret, Margaret!" He calls over our laughter. "It's time to get out of the pool and around for your appointment." His tone wasn't one to be challenged. Tim hops out and dries off. It was getting a little too dark to be swimming anyhow. That doesn't mean I was happy to get out and get dressed for this appointment.

I sat in the family room waiting for this intruder to come and try to speak to pick my brain. I gripped the small turtle toy in my hand. I liked feeling its bumpy shell with my thumb. I heard Bruce speaking to another man I didn't recognize. They were whispering too low for me to hear but nothing was too quiet for Felix.

"Bruce is ratting you out about the car ride."

"Ratting me out? You did it all."

"All the same to him. This guy's trying to be all understanding. He's saying it's natural for a hostel reaction to a change that she sees as threatening. He thinks he's so smart." Felix almost hissed as he spoke about this man.

"What does he look like?"

"A loser."

"Very funny. What are they saying now?"

"Shh here they come act normal!"

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