"There are going to be some adjustments you're going to have to get used to," Jeremiah mumbled. The whole ride to the home Valeska lived, was quiet. All she did in the back seat was fiddle with the end of her skirt and watch the beautiful view of the city turn into woods.
Jeremiah lived in a place that was outside of Gotham, apparently it was secret too for his driveway had a large, black, steal bar gate with warning signs of high voltage. The home was two story and large, it sorta looked like a mini version of a mansion. (Y/n) was amazed at the sight of it, in which made Jeremiah slightly grin in the mirror.
The house was wall brick that was multiple shades of light brown with white trimming on the four, visible windows, and the roof was shingled with dark-grey planks. It was beautiful, not so much the outside or the woods that surrounded it. "Going inside will have to wait," Jeremiah mumbled.
(Y/n)'s lips sealed when looking at him, he was in the passenger seat but he stepped out when the maid did. He had a straight posture and had light cheeks when (Y/n) watched him walk around the car. "Why not?" she asked. When Jeremiah sat in the driver's seat, he buckled up with a hesitated sigh. "We are going to my work place," he whispered.
Again, the car ride was silent and a bit odd. It was also getting dark for the sun was going to set as he drove them deeper into the woods. There were a metal bunker a mile in, and (Y/n) gave a confused look to it. "Don't be frightened," Jeremiah whispered when popping open the back door. "I would never harm you."
(Y/n)'s heart skipped a beat when hearing him say that. It also made her smile, as is she felt a spark of trust between the two be lit. She gave a nod and stepped out of the car, only to blush more when a hand slithered around her waist as the two walked to the door. "I find it peaceful out here," he mumbled. "It's just one of the adjustments you're going to have to get used to, again."
Again, (Y/n) nodded. When she stepped inside the metal, rectangular box, she was amazed again. There were a stack of monitors in the corner, the walls had graphic designs sketched on large pieces of paper, and a yellow, layout map of Gotham was at the back.
"I understand," (Y/n) said. As she walked to the table that had spare parts and sketches of an odd object, (Y/n) couldn't help but to stare at Jeremiah. When he looked at her, she blushed and look down, then back up when the lights shut off. She seen that only one lamp was lit and it was the one above her.
Her heart start to race with anxiety when he walked to her and took her hand. Jeremiah made her face the bored, which caused her brows to furrow. "Darling, there's something I should tell yo-." "Mr. Wild! Thank you for meeting us," a voice called out.
When (Y/n) turned her head, she seen two familiar officers that she out ran days before she was sent to the orphanage. Those officers were Harvey Bullock and Jim Gordon. When Jeremiah turned, he smiled with parted lips as if he was about to speak before a gun was pointing at him and her. Jim was the one holding the gun, he had short hair and narrowed eyes that were aiming towards Jeremiah.
"My god. There's two of them," Harvey said. Harvey was the man with shaggy head and facial hair, he was also pointing a gun towards the two that had their hands raised. A minute of silence went by, (Y/n) kept her hands raised as well as Jeremiah, who did the same, with his chin resting on her head. "Oh, no," Jim added. Harvey looked at his partner with a confused look. "What? What else is an 'oh no' Jim?" he snapped.
(Y/n) looked at the ground and shut her eyes when hearing Jeremiah's breathing starting to get unsteady. "(L/n). The run away on case 22," Jim mumbled. (Y/n) then looked up with parted lips, which made her and Harley have the same expression. "Oh, shit. Alright! Lower your gun, Jim."
When Jeremiah slowly lowered his hands, (Y/n) did as well. "Sorry Mr. Wild, you took us by surprise. So did you, (L/n)," Jim said. Jeremiah gave a nod and walked around the table that was covered with metal scraps. (Y/n) smiled and leaned against the table before she decided to sit in the cushioned stool.
"Like I, she has a name that was given to her at birth," Jeremiah huffed. "Call me Jeremiah." When Harvey and Jim gave their attention towards her, (Y/n) smiled and stopped tilting side to side. "(Y/n)," she said clearly.
Jim placed his gun in the holster that was strapped around his side and underneath his vest. "Might I ask what's she's doing with you?" Harvey crossed his arms and look at the ground when licking his lips. Jeremiah and (Y/n) looked at one another, except only she smiled. "Well, every man genius needs a woman assistant," he sighed.
(Y/n) turned her back towards the men in the room. She was blushing in the cheeks for a unknown reason. "Ah," Jim mumbled. He looked at (Y/n), then towards the computers. "What's all this?" Jeremiah quickly leaned off the table, which jolted Harvey. "Don't touch that!" he yelled. (Y/n) turned her head and furrowed her brows to Jeremiah. "That's very sensitive equipment," he chocked.
When Jim pushed the 'on' switch on one of the computers, all of the small televisions glitches on. "Oh! Yeah! That's looks pretty sensitive!" Harvey yelled. As Jeremiah looked concerned, (Y/n) looked confused while walking towards him. He grabbed her wrist and tugged her behind him. (Y/n) still looked at the computer that had a man stretching in lunges before he stopped and waved to the camera that was watching him.
"I, uh," Jeremiah stuttered. (Y/n) then gasped when her wrist was tugged. Jeremiah began to pull and run with her towards another door, which lead to a long hallway that ended up being a maze. "J-Jeremiah?" (Y/n) stuttered. Her heart was racing from the running that was starting to out her out of breath.
"Oh brother!" a raspy voice called out. Jeremiah stopped, so did (Y/n)when they turned a corner that a lighted up sign that flashed the words 'the end'. When Jeremiah released her, she turned to see two more people she didn't know. Once has a large top hat and wore black and white checkered clothes, and the other was wrapped in dark, patchy material but has a scarecrow face.
"Jerome," Jeremiah whispered. It was the same man in a beige suit from the television. He had orange hair like Jeremiah's, yet his face looked as if it was stitched on. When he looked at her with his piercing, green eyes, she swallowed.
"Oh, she's a beauty," Jerome mumbled. "Mind if I get my hands on her next?" (Y/n) narrowed her eyes and took a step back when Jeremiah casted his arm in front of her. "Don't touch her," Jeremiah breathed. Again, (Y/n) blushed towards his voice and actions.
"Oh? Well, fine then! Don't want to accidentally kill her," Jerome said. The gun was then pointed at her head, causing her to gasp and take more steps backwards. "Scared? Well, we can all go insane with just one bad day," Jerome grinned. "(Y/n), go back the way we came. Now, please," Jeremiah said.
(Y/n) parted her lips to speak but nothing came out. Instead, she nodded and quickly walked down the tunnel the two other characters weren't in, in hope to find either Jim or Harvey.
"Ooh, so she's your puppet? Now that's a surprise from you, brother," Jerome smirked. "And I thought I was the handsome one who attracted the ladies." Jeremiah sighed with shaky breaths as Jerome's face began to get closer and closer to his own. "What do you want with me?" Jeremiah asked.
Jerome grinned. (Y/n) then fell onto her rear after colliding into the guy with the top hat. "Go! Go! Go!" he yelled as the clothed man ran around her. "(Y/n)!" Jim yelled. Harvey didn't stop to help her up, instead that man kept running and shooting, unlike his partner. "I'm okay, but Jeremiah," she said with concern in her voice.
Jim gave a nod and pulled (Y/n) to her feet, then placed his hands back on the gun and started to follow his partner. (Y/n) did as well, but stopped when she turned the corner to see Jerome holding his brother in a headlock with the gun pointed to the temple of his twin's head. "Jeremiah!" (Y/n) yelled.
"Get any closer, princess, and I'll splatter him!" Jerome yelled. (Y/n) narrowed her eyes but still kept the worried look. "No you won't! If you wanted him dead, then you would have killed him already!" Jim yelled. Everyone directed their eyes towards Gordon as he kept the gun pointed towards Jerome.
"He's right. Well, I'll see you soon," Jerome mumbled. He kissed the back of his brother's head before shooting at (Y/n)'s feet and caused her to take multiple steps backend scurry behind Gordon with a few yelps. When Jeremiah was shoved to the ground, Jerome took off with the others.
"Jeremiah!" (Y/n) loudly said. She sat on her knees and held his sleeve as he panted from his racing heart. "I'm fine," he said. Gordon and Harvey ran after Jerome, but it sounded like they didn't get far. "Adjustments," Jeremiah breathed.