Memory
Caroline Erin Wolfe. That was her full name. She never told anyone except her girlfriend Ashley. But why does that matter. It ain't like it matters though. No one cares enough to even ask.
2 years ago
Caroline leaned on a pole waiting for the next train. She watched every movement made, heard ever sound created. A couple walked hand in hand, a baby cried for its feeding. But what particularly caught Caroline's eye were two men. Big, tattoo covered, and ill intended. She then saw what had caught their eye. A woman just about her age, standing alone. The men advanced on her securing her in their grasp. That was Caroline's cue to do something. She walked towards her, hand resting on the gun in her coat.
"Come on baby. Why don't ya join us for a little fun." The first one said. Balding, cross bones and skull on his left bicep, dressed in a biker gang type outfit. The second one stayed silent, full set of hair medium length beard guns and roses tattoo on his neck dress in same styled outfit.
A shot rang out. Several people panicked as the subway exits closed.
"I don't think ya want to do that." Caroline spoke up, her gun pointed up at the ceiling.
"And what are you going to do about it?" Beardy asked.
"I don't know. What will I do? I mean I'm only a helpless little girl." She twirled her gun around her finger acting as if she were thinking. "I mean I could shoot ya. Or I could let ya live and get arrested for sexual assault. Your choice. Actually, you shouldn't get a choice. Let the crowd decide!" Caroline turned to the terrified spectators. "So! What will the fate of the criminals be?"
Nobody spoke up not even a peep.
"Tough crowd." She walked over to a woman holding a little boy, around four, close to her. "How about you little boy? Want to help play hero?"
The boy nodded, untangling himself from his mothers grasp. "I wanna be a hero! Like batman!"
Caroline scoffed. "Kiddo, batman ain't no hero. But maybe you will be. Come on." She held out her hand for the boy. He took it and she lead him to the men.
"Your gonna let a kid decide?" Crossbones growled.
"Shh. Now kid what's your name?"
"Ben."
"Ben! Great name! Okay Ben what do you think? Should they die and never hurt another human being? Or should we let the police take 'em to jail. Let them escape and possibly harm your momma?"
Ben thought for a minute. "If they die they won't hurt momma?"
"Yep. The won't ever hurt your momma. Or you or anyone else. So what's your choice? Thumbs up for jail, thumbs down for death."
Ben gave her a thumbs down.
"Good choice kid. How about you head back to your momma and don't look back."
"You can't be serious. You can't-" With a two bangs the men where dead.
The exits opened and everyone Rushed out except for the woman who the men had. She was curled up into a little ball her red hair shrouding her face.
Caroline kneeled next to her. "Hey, miss are you okay?"
Dark blue eyes looked into Caroline's green ones. "You- you saved me."
"Yeah. How about we get outta here before the police come."
"I'll come. Only if you tell me your name." The woman decided.
"Now may not be the best time to get to know each other." Caroline grabbed her wrist and ran out of the subway. A black Ferrari sat right outside in which the two women got into and sped away from the soon to be crime scene.
"It's Caroline by the way. Caroline Wolfe." Caroline said as the car sped down the backroads of Gotham.
"Ashley Moore."
"Ashley. That's a pretty name."
"Where are you taking me?"
"Chill red head. I'm taking you back to my apartment."
"I have to-"
"Get home? You don't have any place to go."
"You don't know that."
"Defensive, aren't cha? I know your lying. I'm like the female Sherlock. I know everything! Well not everything but I know when someone's lying."
"Fine Sherlock you win. I don't have anywhere to go."
"What happened?" Wolfe said, curious about this stranger.
Ashley glared at her but gave up when Caroline didn't react. "My sister kicked me out. She didn't have enough room and bam! I was eliminated."
"Sounds like ya live in a game show Ashley."
She scoffed, "It sure feels like it. So how about you? You have a gun and you kill people. Not an officer. You should be a detective."
"Ha! If life were that fair. Nah. I'm just a girl in a crazy city. I'm not a hero. I don't inspire anyone."
"But you kill for a purpose, don't you? So you're not a villain either."
"I guess I'm just a person doing bad things for a good purpose." Caroline pulled in front of a brightly painted apartment building.
"So this is your place?" She asked looking up at the graffiti covered walls. "Did you do this or did an angsty teenager?"
"Me and thanks for comparing me to an angsty teenager." Caroline chuckled. "You can stay here if you want."
"Really?" She looked at Wolfe surprised. "But we just met and everything."
"It'll be like an adventure, trust me."
5 months later
"Ash! Are ya here?" Caroline walked into the almost abandoned apartment. She walked up to the second level, her personal apartment and opened the door. "Where are ya red head? I just wanted ta say hi."
"I'm in here Sherlock. Man for being so smart you can't even figure out where I am." Ashley called from their room. Caroline walked in and gave Ashley a kiss on the lips.
"You insult me Ash. You change your favorite spot in the apartment every day."
"Awe poor Caroline." Ashley hugged her. "You just have so much on your mind. But it isn't an excuse. Now go to the kitchen I got dinner ready."
"Have I ever told you how much I love you?"
"I believe you have." Ashley said with a giggle.
Caroline snapped out of her thoughts when the alarms went off. She peaked out of the small window of her door and saw the guard running towards Harley's cell. "Hey! What the hell is going on?"
Larry spoke up before going down the hall with the others, "The clown is out of her cell."
"Good job Quinn."
It's lonely at the top, so you'd better take someone with you.
-John Maxwell