Anyone Can Be a Hero

It's been about a month and John had managed to figure out that there were three vans that drive all over that disguise the bomb. Two of the vans are decoys; the problem is coming up with a plan to see which ones are decoys. I tried to see if the scent was different, but they all smell alike. There was nothing different other than the drivers, but that didn't tell us anything.

The Batman hasn't shown up, so we all figured that Bane had killed him. Selina was out of jail, due to Bane breaking everyone in jail out, I've seen her a few times, but I was pretty happy with John and she saw that. She wasn't mad when I told her that I would like to stay with him to help him protect the city. He was a very brave and heroic person.

All but a few of the police officers were trapped in the sewers, John's partner being one who was trapped. And to find where his partner was actually located, so that they could stay in contact, I had to get my Scooby Doo on and sniff him out. When we found him, John continually drops notes off to inform his partner what is going on and to give him and the other officers hope that they are getting out of there. The ones that managed to not get caught have to hide constantly, because they were at risk of being caught and put on trial to die by 'the people'.

It was a long day, and after reporting back to the Commissioner that we found nothing, I just wanted to go home and get some sleep to prepare for the next day.

I had been staying with John at his apartment and things were good. We constantly teased each other, we try to have as much fun as we could at home to keep our sanity and give us a little hope that we can pull this off and save the city.

John and I were walking home when I caught a scent of some thugs trailing behind us. I growled a little bit and John looked at me, "We have company," I whispered and he nodded his head, but we continued to walk like we didn't know they were behind us.

"Just keep walking," he said and then I started to shake, my beast wanted to come out and when Bane attacked me a month ago, he took all of my pills that helped me control her.

Luckily, for whatever reason, whenever John is near me, or has his hand on me, I feel rather calm. So when I was shaking out of anger, John slipped his hand into mine and even that simplest hand gesture, I felt calmer already. We were about a block away from the apartment and the thugs hadn't done anything yet.

"We can't just lead them to the house," I said and he nodded his head.

"I know, but they're not making a move."

"Then we need to," I said and he sighed and looked at me and then nodded his head. I smirked and then turned around and looked into the shadows where I saw at least five men.

"We know you're following us."

"Come out, come out, where ever you are!" I said and smirked as I then heard cynical laugher coming from the shadows.

Five men came from the shadows with guns and knives. I smirked and then ran at them and did a spin kick, throwing them off balance and getting my opportunity to grab three of the guns and throw them over to John. I heard a guy come up behind me, and I quickly turned around and blocked his punch and brought my fist up and punched him in the throat. He fell to the ground and I quickly turned around and moved onto the next person.

Once I was finished I looked around and saw about twelve guys around me, "Hmm, didn't realize they called for backup."

I heard groaning and turned around to see John holding his shoulder and crouching down. I ran over towards him and bent down, "Are you all right?"

"Yeah," he said and then flinched when I wanted to see his wound.

I made him move his hand so that I could get a good look at it, he managed to get a nasty stab wound in his shoulder, "Nothing I can't fix," I said while looked at him and smiling, "Come on."

I helped him up and then we walked to the apartment and when we got there I walked him to his room and sat him on the bed. Luckily when this all happened, people became smart enough to stalk up on medical supplies. I grabbed the huge crate of supplies and brought them into the room. I looked at his wound and then started to grab what I might need.

"Looks like I'm goin' to have to stitch it up," I said and then looked at him and watched him nod his head in a little bit of pain, "Hey, don't worry, Doctor Zoey is on the job!"

He looked up at me and smirked, "Now I'm worried!"

I slapped his good shoulder and then looked at the wound, "You need to take your shirt off for me to get a good stitch."

"You just want to get me naked," he teased and I could feel my face get red.

"Shut up!"

"Ah, so you don't deny it!"

"I will stab you!"

"Been there, done that, and I'm gunna have to say, not fun at all," he said and I laughed and looked at his shoulder.

Being close to him definitely did something to my body, I found his scent to be rather intoxicating, and I really had to concentrate just to sew him back up. I felt bad when he flinched as he felt the needle hit his skin, I didn't have anything that could numb it enough, other than alcohol, and we usually save that for a good night.

"There! All good!" I said as I finished putting a bandage over the newly stitched wound.

"Thanks."

"No problem," I said and he started to move his arm around and I stopped him, "Don't move it around too much! You'll open your stitches!"

"Sorry," he said and as I held onto his arm.

I looked down and saw that I was really close to him, we stared at each other for a few seconds, but then I pulled away, "Sorry, let me clean this stuff up," I said while grabbing the medical crate and the dirty clothes and going into the next room.

I was in the kitchen leaning against the counter putting the crate back under the sink when I felt someone behind me. Knowing that it was John, I stood up slowly and turned around. He was so close to me, and it freaked me out a little bit. He didn't say a word to me, he just walked to me until my butt hit the counter, I looked at him and saw him lean in closer to me and then throw his lips onto mine. My eyes widened for a moment until my brain realized what he was doing, my eyes slowly closed and I melted into him, bringing my arms up and wrapping them around his neck and tangling my fingers in his hair.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and moved his hands down to my butt and picked me up and placed my on top of the counter, he stood in-between my legs and rubbed my sides. I groaned when his lips left mine and I felt them on my neck, he was trying to find my sweet spot, and I smirked when he didn't take long to find it. I felt his hand on my back and push me forward, I wrapped my legs around his waist and he picked me up and we walked into his bedroom. John threw me onto the bed and then jumped on top of me.

I laughed when his phone went off because he had a pouty face on. Not even leaving the bed, he grabbed his phone and answered it, throwing a pillow over his head. I smirked and shook my head and turned to my side so that I was looking at him under the pillow. Not really paying attention to the conversation, but just hearing him sigh a few times.

"All right, I'll see you in the morning," John said and I looked up at him to see he didn't look so happy.

"What's wrong?"

"Bane got a few more of the men," he said and I looked at him and then kissed his forehead.

"We're gunna get him," I said and he nodded his head and pulled me closer. I smirked and then he pressed his lips onto me again.

He pulled away and looked at me, "Look at you, a common thief to a hero!"

I look away, "I'm no hero."

"You are," he said and pulled my head up so that I would look at him, "You're helping your city, that's a hero in my eyes."

"Yeah, but I wish the Batman was here."

"Well he's not, so it's time for us to save our city," John said and I looked at him and nodded my head.

He smiled and pressed his lips to mine and I smirked and felt him jump on top of me and slid his hands under my shirt. I laughed, because it tickled a little, and he pulled away and looked at me, "Are you ticklish?"

"No!" I said but then looked at him and tried to keep a straight face, but really I couldn't.

"Gasp! You lie!" he said and I laughed as he slid his hands further up and until I felt him hit my bra.

"You're mean!" I said and he smirked and then pressed his lips against mine and rolled over so that I was sitting on top of him. I smirked and then felt his hands leave from under my shirt and rest on my thighs. I leaned down and kissed his cheek and laid my head on his chest. I felt him kiss my head and he grabbed my left hand and laced his fingers with mine. I smiled and then felt him kiss my hand, and I fell asleep laying on top of him.