Quinn POV

"Quinn, please wake up. Your having another nightmare. Quinn please..."

I screamed as I sat up in bed, my head pounding like the drums of war. "Oh my head."

"Are you alright Quinn?"

"No. I don't think so." I replied with a stressed look.

"Is there anything that I can do for you? Please Quinn, I hate seeing you like this. Please let me help you. Tell me what these nightmares that you've been having are about." Jeremiah pleads.

"I don't know what these dreams could mean and it's scaring me."

"Perhaps we should seek Dr. Crane's assistance. Dealing with fear is after all, his area of expertise."

"No thanks."

"Why not?"

"Because I have an issue with someone who specializes in and sprays toxins."

At this Jeremiah chuckles. "I suppose that is understandable. After all, look what Jerome's toxin did to Me."

"And who developed that toxin?"

"Let me make one thing perfectly clear to you Quinn, while it's true, Crane created the final product, the toxin's formula was entirely Jerome's creation."

"Yeah well, I wish he hadn't created it. Do either of them even have a clue what they've done? To Gotham? To you? To us?"

At this, I sigh. "In all honesty, and I know that your not going to want to hear this but, I don't think that Jerome would have cared. Wait, did you say Us? What do you mean us?" Jeremiah replies cocking an eyebrow in curiosity.

At this, Quinn's face begins to redden and she looks away clearly embarrassed. "Its nothing."

I sigh. "Quinn, there's no need to be embarrassed. You know you can tell me anything right?"

"Yes. Ok I'll tell you. When Jerome died for the second time I was heartbroken and crushed. But there was still a side of me that wanted a relationship with you when the time was right. I was afraid to say anything thing because, while there was a side of me that had feelings for you, I still loved Jerome."

"However, I know that I can't grieve forever. I hoped that there was a chance that we could grow closer together. To bond more and maybe build a relationship together. But after Jerome sprayed you with his stupid insanity gas, I became unsure of myself. I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable."

"You want to be with me?"

I watched as Jeremiah's gaze grew mischievous his eyes sparkling in amusement. "Tell me Quinn, does it make you jealous when I spend time with Echo?"

At this, I blush and whisper "yes."

"On a more serious note, if Bella were to call Echo mama, would it break your heart?"

"Do I have to answer that?" I reply with a groan.

"You've just started getting better Quinn. I don't want anything to send you back down the rabbit hole, so to speak. So yes, as painful as this question must be for you, I need to know the answer."

"It depends."

"On? Please don't think that my intention is to hurt you by asking these questions, that couldn't be further from my motive. I need to know how you feel about Bella and Echo. You've admitted that your jealous of the time I spend with Echo."

"Would it be the same if Bella were to call her mama? Is Bella calling you mama something that you wanted? Or is it  to something that you felt obligated to do? How and when did Bella calling you mama start?"

"It's complicated. It was after I was injured and she went and found a cure for me. She started calling me Mama and I didn't have the heart to tell her that it made me uncomfortable. I knew that in her toddler mindset the she wouldn't understand. It was easier to just accept it. After all, technically, I am the only real mother figure she's ever had in her life."

"And if she were to call Echo Mama?"

"It would hurt my heart to hear her call someone like Echo mama."

"Why?"

"The truth?"

"Yes."

"You're not going to want to hear it."

"Try me."

"It would hurt to hear Bella call Echo mama because I know that she doesn't love Bella. She only pretends to care about her to remain on your good side. I know you don't want to hear that, but it's the truth."

"I know."

"You do?"

At this, Jeremiah chuckles. ""What kind of Monster do you take me for? I would never intentionally do anything to hurt either you or Bella. Did you really think that I'd leave Bella with anyone without having a way to ensure her safety? Bella's stuffed gorilla isn't just a stuffed animal. It's a GPS, and it's also capable of recording audio and video. I was curious as to what really happened the day that Echo took Bella to the zoo. So I watched the recording. I should've listened to you."

"I should've known that you wouldn't make something like that up. I should've trusted you. You've always been truthful with me even when you knew it might hurt my feelings. I'm so sorry Quinn, please forgive me." Jeremiah said his voice laced with sadness. I could see the regret in his eyes.

"You know that I would never lie to you. And even if I was you'd be able to tell by the tone of my voice. You always could tell when I was lying..."

"I should have known that you wouldn't forgive me.

"Jeremiah Jimmy Valeska don't you Dare put word into my mouth!" I hiss at him.

"I was thinking, when your better and your body can handle food that we could go to a restaurant. Anyway, I brought you some chicken noodle soup with garlic and some saltine crackers with butter."

Instead of eating I put the plate aside. "Jeremiah, why did you make me leave Bella at Arkham? You can't leave her with that horrible man, you can't..." I reply with a whimper.

"There, there, my love, there's no need for tears. Bella is safe."

"How can she be safe when you forced me to leave her behind? Why did you make me do that Jeremiah? Why?" I demand unable to hide how heartbroken concerning this issue I still was. Jeremiah sighs.

"It's complicated just know that she is safe."