Ana wasn't sure how long it had been since Ed and her parted, but she was beginning to get worried. It started slowly at first — a small, clenched feeling in her gut — and it only got worse from there. He left their hide out hours ago, and he hadn't come back.

Maybe she finally took things to far. Maybe he wasn't coming back or he'd finally gotten himself killed, like a small part of her worried he would.

"Fuck it," Ana muttered to herself as she pushed herself off the grimy floor. Ed could be angry at her all he wants, but she wasn't about to let him get himself killed.

As predicted, it was rather easy to find out what Ed had done. For the first time in weeks, Ana was finally getting to 'dress up', if you will. Her Killer Frost outfit was a stark comparison to the blue dresses she had been wearing recently. Everything about it was sleek and sharp, much like the streets of Gotham themselves.

Most of the outfit was a navy blue dark enough to be mistaken for black. A sleeveless trench coat stopped about halfway down her shins. The sides of her top is highlighted with ultramarine blue. On her chest was a large, dagger like snowflake. To top off the outfit, Ana added matching boots, fingerless gloves and well coordinated makeup.

Jim Gordon's voice seemed to echo through the empty theater as she approached, as silent and deadly as a panther. "You spoke to Nygma recently. Any idea what secret he's talking about?"

"No, not a clue. My guess is he made it all up."

"Oh, Edward never lies when it comes to a good riddle."

In seconds, all the guns in the room were pointed at her. Ana raised her arms in surrender but the look in her eyes told a different story.

"Put your guns down, she's pregnant!"

"She's a threat!"

Killer Frost rose an eyebrow. "She'll give you frost bite if you point your gun at me or my baby ever again, got it? Besides, I didn't come here for a fight. If I did, you'd all be blocks of ice about now."

Jim looked the officer in the eyes. "She's got a point. Now put away your guns."

The tension running through the air made everything seem brittle, but eventually the GCPD lower their guns one by one.

Jim let out a breath as the meta-human lowered her arms. "So, what do you know?"

"I know we should have this conversation in private. You never know who could be listening."

An unspoken understanding crossed over the detective's face. "Alright, everyone out, now!"

There was a moment of hesitation before they all filed out of the room besides Jim and Harvey. "Okay, we're listening."

Ana crossed her arms defensively. "He's going after the court, because Barbara told him what she knows."

There was a certain level of accusation in the blonde's icy tone.

"Wait, you're saying this entire thing is our fault?" As the police captain spoke, his hand gestured wildly at the scene before them.

She smiled mockingly at Harvey, and for the first time since her resurrection, it became clear why her and Ed were still together. "Yes, that was the implication Harvey."

He took a step forwards only to be stopped by Jim's hand. "Okay, stop it, both of you. Do you know what he's going to do next?"

Ana's gaze shifted to Jim once more. Her blue painted lips quirked into a frown. "No. He found out I was helping Bruce to try and take them down and he flipped. I'm not... I think we might be just about done." She shifted her weight a little before finishing. "If there's anything Ed hates, it's lies."

Jim's eyes softened sympathetically. "I'm sorry."

His partner scoffed. "Yeah, you and the string bean breaking up is bad timing and all, but what about his plan?"

The platinum blonde glared. "Why don't you look in the box, Captain?" Her fingers fiddle with the ring settled on her fingers. White gold wrapped over and under a ringlet of topaz and emeralds.

All that was inside the box a simple scroll in Ed's immaculate handwriting. As listened to Harvey and Jim chatter over the riddle, everything fell into place.

"He's going to try and expose them on live television, but first he needs confirmation of their existence."

The two police officers turned to her. "He's going to get himself killed."

She pursed her lips. "I know."