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The hypnotist - Jervis Tetch x reader

Summary: Gotham is under threat and the dead are rising. Meanwhile, you’re still on the outside and Penguin wants your help with the Court of Owls.

Mostly you and Oswald in this chapter. Long chapter ahead!

Chapter 7 - Gotham’s judgement

The next few weeks were defiantly very exciting. Gotham always had a surprise up it’s sleeves.

Jim had shot Mario because of the virus, which Lee didn’t believe right away. She demanded Jim be arrested, or at the very least an investigation took place for the murder of her husband, could you blame her?

Your only enjoyment out of that was watching Jim Gordon suffer. You had been through enough to find satisfaction in his misery.

Unfortunately, you were less than thrilled to bump into him while on a job. You had done such a good job of avoiding him up until now, but it was going to happen sooner of later.

Neither one of you said anything for a moment. Jim just looked you up and down, wondering what it is he should say. There had been a lot on his mind lately, but he hadn’t forgotten about what Jervis had said.

“Jim.”

“Y/N.”

“On a case?”

You wanted to keep the conversation clear from Jervis and you. You doubted that would last after what happened with Mario, but he didn’t need to know you knew. You didn’t want to explain how you had eyes and ears around the city.

“Yeah, I don’t know if you know, but Jerome’s body was taken... We think his followers have something to do with it. You heard anything?”

“Not specifically, only that apparently some of the dead have risen. Do you think Jerome will be resurrected?” You tilted your head to the side. Jerome was as good a topic as any.

“Possibly. If you hear about where they might have taken him, will you call me?”

“I guess. I should get back to work.” You went to walk past him, hoping that would be the end of it, but he reached out and grabbed you gently by the arm, causing you to turn and face him. You sigh quietly.

“I spoke to Jervis.”

“Oh?” You knew this from the letter, but you’s humour him anyway.

“He... He backed up your story. I have no reason to think he was lying. I’m sorry I put that pressure on you. I just don’t understand why you would willingly follow him. He killed people, he shot Vale in front of you, you heard what his sister said about him.” Jim was trying to read your expression, but you didn’t give him the satisfaction.

“I like him.” You shrugged. “Everyone in this city is guilty of something.”

“Not everyone.”

“Most people, then. He had been nothing but kind to me, he didn’t hypnotise me to do anything, he just talked to me. He’s sweet, sure he’s sinister and creepy at times, but I think that’s just you feeding into the loss of Alice. He’s not exactly your number one fan.”

“Right, maybe you shouldn’t visit him any more.”

“Why would I do that? I’m the only person he has.” You released your arm from his grip and took a step back.

“I’m concerned about your feelings for him.” He stares at you blankly.

“I don’t see how this is any of your business.” You glared at him. “Why don’t you go back to your case and leave Jervis and I alone? I’d much rather you did.” You hissed through your teeth.

“Y/N...”

“Unless, does you knowing the truth now change anything?” You looked up at him curiously.

“You mean, do I think you’re an accessory to he murders Jervis Tetch committed, and am I going to arrest you?” He asked, sighing.

You nodded your head eagerly.

“No, it does not. You’re not guilty of what he did, no matter which way I look at this. You are not being sent to Arkham with him.” Jim looked at you seriously. “There is nothing wrong with you.”

That had to be! Why else would you do it?

“Whatever.” You stepped even further away from him. “I’d assume Jerome’s cult would need a lot of electricity to jump start him back from the dead.” You shrugged. “Start there.” You walked away.

Jim could only sigh and watch you go.

Within the hour you have finished up your job and take to the city. You didn’t quite feel like going home just yet.

Victor Zsaz was a well known assassin in Gotham. He took down all his targets, no matter who they were. His kill count was marked on his body. You had never met him personally, but you had heard about him.

He was currently standing across the street.

You briefly made eye contact.

“Hey!” He called out.

“Hey.” You replied.

Zsaz crossed the road and looked you up and down. He taller than you, so you had to look up a bit to make eye contact with him.

“Do you know Jim Gordon?”

“I know him.” Last you heard, Zsaz was more than capable of finding people on his own. It felt weird to be talking to an assassin. He seemed so chill.

“Where is he?”

“Did Falcone hire you to kill him after he murdered Mario, his son?”

“Maybe. Do you know where he is?”

“Not exactly. He went looking for Jerome Valeska’s cult. I told him they were somewhere with a lot of electricity. That doesn’t exactly narrow it down, but maybe you can find him from that... or just find Harvey Bullock, he’ll go to Jim.” You shrugged.

“Thanks.”

“Sure...”

Zsaz turned and left. You’re not quite sure what happened, but he was pretty cool for a hired assassin. You blinked, got over it, and left.

Later that evening, Jerome was on TV. He had woken up thanks to some dude, Dwight, who had taken his face to pretend to be him. Jerome had taken his face back and stapled it back on. It wasn’t exactly a good look, but it was the best he could do.

Jerome cut off the power in the city, telling Gotham to do whatever they wanted. Kill, steal, cause chaos.

Luckily you were back at the house when this went down. You were sure you were safe from the chaos. Jervis wouldn’t like it if he heard you got caught up in that mess.

Though you had to admit it was rather exciting seeing the city go crazy one way or another.

By the next day Jerome had been arrested and sent to Arkham, with a newly sewn on face, after kidnapping Bruce and almost killing him. You saw it all on the news in the morning.

Deeming it safe to leave the house, you decided today you would visit Jervis again. It had been a while since you had seen him in person. The letters were nice, but you wanted to see him. You had so many whispers around the city you wanted to share with him.

As usual, Jervis was pleased to see you. He reached for your hands as soon as you sat down and you chuckled. You had missed him just as much, it felt good to hold his hands in yours.

"It's been so long since I saw you last, without you here time doesn't pass fast." He sighed and gave a little shake of his head, his curly hair swishing with the movement.

"It's good to see you to, Jervis. The house is quiet since it's just me." You also gave a sigh.

"Tell me, my dear, what have you been up to?" He smiles and leans in closer, eager to hear what you have been doing. He had long since ran put of tales to tell you on his end, well, maybe except from one.

"I've been mostly keeping to myself, Gotham has grown more curious than before."

"Oh? Do tell."

"I hear whispers that the dead are rising again. Turns out to be true because Jeroma Valeska was causing havoc yesterday. Turns out he woke up without a face and went after Bruce Wayne because that's all he remembers last." You chuckled. "I'm sure you've crossed paths with him at some point."

"He is here. I heard his laughter late last night. I have yet the pleasure of meeting him." He chuckled. "I hope James Gordon hasn't been a problem."

"Not really. I bumped into him yesterday. He believes me now, but doesn't think I'm guilty for anything. I was almost hoping for my one way ticket here, you have no idea how much I want to be with you again."

Jervis didn't like how sad you sounded.

He could only smile at how mad those words were. There isn't a single soul in Gotham who would want to be in here, but you just wanted to be with him. He was flattered.

"Arkham is no place for such a wonderful soul." He smiled.

"I don't care. At least we would be under the same roof and I wouldn't have to see Jim again." You chuckled, no actual humour behind it.

"I would like nothing more than to see you everyday."

You both just gazed at one another for a moment. You took in all his features. His dark brown eyes, his curly hair, his smile. As dramatic as it sounded, you were afraid of forgetting any small detail about him the longer you go without seeing him.

Being in love with a criminal who was locked up in mental asylum was beyond difficult.

You bit your lip shyly and looked down at your entwined hands.

"Please don't shed tears," you felt him wipe away the tears you were unaware were falling, "tell me how to ease your fears." He whispered.

"I... I should go." You let go of his hands and got up quickly, leaving without saying goodbye.

Jervis wanted to call out you, but couldn't find his voice. He was stunned that you left so quickly. His heart ached to go after you, but alas he couldn't.

He wasn't sure what got you so upset, but he knew he didn't like it.

Visiting him was getting hard. Every time you came here to see him, you were just reminded that you would be leaving alone.

Your loneliness was really starting to take effect on you.

You told yourself you wouldn't visit him for a while.

Turns out you wouldn't have to worry about that as Oswald Cobblepot had returned to the city after being shot and pushed into the river by Nygma. Ivy Pepper had saved him and told him she could help him put together an army of freaks from Indian hill. While in the topic of hired help, he had thought of you. Barbara hadn't seen you all day and didn't know where you were living now, but it seemed like fate was its game today when he saw you in the street.

"Just the person I was looking for!"

You turned around and saw Penguin waddling your way.

"Penguin, what do I owe the pleasure?" Since he didn't seem to hold any grudge on you for that founders party dinner, you figured you could at least hear him out.

"I need your help." He smiled.

"Uh, sure, what do you want me to do?" You figured it was a favour.

"Actually, this is a little different. Would you be ever so kind to come back to the mansion with me?" His smile remained present ad he looked at you.

"I suppose. Lead the way."

You needed the distraction, so going with him didn't sound like too bad of an idea. Oswald actually remained quite pleasant all the way to his mansion, which he hadn't seen since Ed pushed him in the river.

When you reached the mansion there a three other people there:

Ivy Pepper, who is beyond pleased to see Penguin return with a friend.

Victor Fries, who is standing in the far corner with a blank expression and making you feel cold just by being in the room with him.

Bridget Pike, otherwise known as Firefly, who has put as much space between herself and Fries and giving a forced smile.

"This is everyone!" Oswald announces proudly as you take in the state of his make shift crew.

“So, what am I doing here? You have two pretty cool team mates already. no pun intended.” You looked at Fries.

“Well, you seem to be able to handle yourself. I know all about the Tetch thing that happened.” Oswald smiled. “I think it’s in my best interest to have you on my side too.”

“Your interest? What about my interest?”

“What do you want?” He shook his head lightly, wondering what your price was.

“I want Jervis Tetch out of Arkham.” You crossed your arms.

“I don’t think-”

“That’s my price. Take it or leave it.”

Penguin saw that this was the only way he’d get you on the team and sighed, nodding a couple of times. “Very well, I’ll see what strings I can pull, but you only get that if I get what I want.”

“Yeah, you haven’t told me that part yet.” You walked past him and went to sit next to Ivy on the sofa.

“And yet you’re already staying.”

“Just tell me the detail before I reconsider everything.” You gave a long drawn out sigh.

“You’re going to help me take down Ed and Barbara Kean.” He stood there with a smug grin on his face.

“Ed?”

“Edward Nygma? Maybe you have heard of him. He used to work for me.” He shifted on the spot as if there was more to that story, but he didn’t tell you what it was.

“OK. I can help take out a few people.” You shrugged. “Looks to me like our job just got a little easier though.” You gestured to the TV which Ivy had put on, turning up the volume.

Penguin went and got a closer look.

‘The Riddler’ had been apprehended, then he escaped.

“How long did it take him to come with that one?” Oswald chuckled. He turned around with a grin and looked at each of you. “Rest up, tomorrow is going to be a busy day.”

You glanced at the TV once more before going off to find your room.

You were ready bright and early in the morning. You had no real reason to trust Oswald Cobblepot, he was known for stabbing people in the back and tossing them to the side when he was down with them, but you would make sure he kept up his end of the deal when this was over.

You thought it best not to tell Jervis about what you were doing, you could explain everything when you saw him in person.

“Come along!” You hear Penguin call from down the hall.

Along with Firefly, you followed Oswald out of the mansion and, as his request, you drive to Jim’s place. Apparently there was more to this plan that he had told you last night. You sort of expected it as, once again, he isn’t trustworthy.

Jim leaves his crappy little apartment after talking to Harvey on the phone, his path his blocked by Penguin and you. He looks over his shoulder to see Firefly blocking off the other side.

Clearly Penguin wanted to talk to him.

“Oswald.”

“Hello, Jim.” Penguin smiled at him.

“I didn’t think you two would be working together, not after the dinner.” Jim looks at you.

“Let’s just forget about that night, shall we?” You sigh.

“I haven’t seen you for a while, where have you been?” He asks, looking concerned about your well-being.

“Non of your business.” You hiss.

“Have you been visiting Jervis?”

“Again, non of your business.”

“I’m concerned about what he’s doing to you.” Jim keeps pushing and pushing.

“He’s done nothing to me, leave it alone.” You can feel your anger boiling with each word that leaves his mouth.

Jim drops it for now.

“Guess I shouldn’t be surprised you’re still alive.” Oswald goes down the steps and closer to Jim, you remain where you are.

“Yes, I’m quite hard to kill.” Oswald says proudly.

“I take it this isn’t a social call.”

“I’m looking for Ed. We have some unfinished business. And it turns out you are the last one who saw him.”

You furrow your gaze Jim.

Apparently Ed disappeared after being apprehended. No one has seen him since. It made you wonder what was going on in this city.

“Yeah, before escaped police custody.”

“Escaped? From the great Detective Gordon? I think not. Ed Went on television demanding information about a group that runs Gotham. A group called the ‘Court.’ And you called him and said you had that information.”

This was the first time you had heard about this ‘Court’ and you wondered what else you had missed while focusing on Jervis all this time.

“A ruse to get him to the GCPD.”

You scoffed.

“Perhaps. But then you arrest him, and, voila, he disappears. Sorry, ‘escapes custody.’ Can you see how I might think you may have handed Ed off to this all-powerful group from some reason?” Oswald got right up in Jim’s face.

“For your own sake, Oswald, drop it.”

“I knew it.” Oswald turns to smile at both you and Bridgit.

“You don’t know anything.” Jim grabs Penguin and pulls him closer to him. “Trust me, let it go.”

“Jim Gordon concerned about our safety?” You shook your head with an assumed smile. “I thought I was free from all that.”

He chose to ignore you.

“Sorry, no can do. I assume the Court doesn’t like publicity, hence Ed’s sudden disappearance after his television debut. But that is exactly what they’re going to get. Unless they deal with me in a civilised and professional manner. I’m sure you wouldn’t mind facilitating something on my behalf.” Oswald pulled out a phone and handed it over to Jim. “My number is the only one in here. I will expect a call by the end of the day.”

“Why do I get the sense I’m being threatened?”

“This is a favour, Jim. After all, we’re old friends, right?” Oswald turned around and came back to you, not sparing you a glance as you remained stood on the steps looking at Jim.

He looked back, but neither of you said anything. You slowly turned on your heel and left, following Oswald back up to the car.

You all head back to the mansion.

When you get there Ivy is waiting with a letter in hand, she give it to you with a smile and leaves. You already know who it’s from by the handwriting. You go over to the table and open it up.

My dear Y/N,

Something curious happened late last night, almost enough to give me a fright. Captain Barnes was being escorted away, then someone strange got in their way.

The man and the captain had a fight, the man won and took him out of sight. Barnes is now out there roaming free, the rest I’ll share when you next see me.

Jervis

You smiled as you folded the letter up. Best not to let Penguin know about this, he would only start a riot. You rose up from the table and tucked the letter away.

You would make time to visit Jervis later.

For now you passed the time until Jim called.

Jim didn’t call for several hours, Penguin couldn’t pick up the phone fast enough when it did ring.

“Hello, Jim.”

You looked up at him as he answered the call. You got up and moved closer, hoping to hear Jim’s side of the conversation.

“I was beginning to think I wasn’t going to hear from you.”

“I met you the other night, didn’t I?” You heard Jim say. You and Oswald shared a look of confusion. “When you took Nygma?”

It became clear to you very quickly that he wasn’t talking to Penguin.

“Jim?”

“I keep wondering what it is the Court is planning to do with him.”

“Stop talking.” You heard in the back.

“This used to be a bank, right? First bank of Gotham?”

Oswald caught on to what Jim was doing. He looked at you and you nodded.

“I just hope it can withstand whatever the bomb’s going to do to it.”

‘Bomb?’ You mouthed at Oswald. Was this the weapon you had heard whispers about?

“It sounds like we don’t have much time.”

“Shut up.”

Penguin hung up and rushed off, you followed him as quickly as possible. Jim was in a dangerous situation right now and he had reached out to Penguin for help.

“Let me get this straight, this Court runs Gotham and they are going to wipe it out with a bomb?” You asked quickly, trying to keep up with everyone as they got ready.

“That’s it.” Penguin confirmed.

“And they have Ed?”

“Supposedly.”

“Why the hell am I even still here? What are my services even for? I don’t know how to disarm a bomb.”

“You’re an extra number on my side.” Penguin sighed, tired with your questions.

“An extra number? For real?” You crossed your arms. “If I stick with you, will you keep up your end of the deal?”

“Yes, if you come with me now and help rescue Jim.”

You were doing this for Jervis.

The first bank of Gotham. Very well then.

You arrive just in time to help Jim with his fight. Firefly turns on her flamethrower which causes the guy to back up and fall through the window, landing down below where a gathering was taking place.

Jim calls out for everyone to get out.

The bomb was sitting on top of a table in the centre of the room.

You stand beside Oswald.

“Took you long enough. I need to get these people out of here.”

“And I need to talk to the Court.” Penguin tried to stop him. “Have them turn over Ed. Remember?”

“There is a bomb down there with a weaponized version of the Alice Tetch virus.”

You perk up at that.

“They turned the virus into a weapon?” You peered down into the room curiously.

Jim glanced at you.

“If you want to be here when it goes off, be my guest.” Jim marched passed Penguin.

“What about out deal?”

“You just torched their assassin. My guess is, they’ll be in touch.”

You shook your head and backed away from Penguin. “I’m out.” You turned on your heel and ran as fast as you could. The Court was Penguin’s issue, you had to see Jervis now. There is no way he knew about the weapon.

Then again, the weapon would be doing exactly what he was doing, just on a bigger scale. He might even be pleased to hear about it.

You put as much distance between you and the Bank as possible and made your way to the safe house. You decided it might be best to lay low for a little while. If the Court knew about you helping Penguin, would they bring you in too?

You knew the deal would be out the window as soon as you left Penguin’s side, but it seemed like the better option. You really didn’t like the sound of this Court and wanted out before they could get to you too.

You didn’t leave the house until the next day.

Penguin had surely been taken in by now and no one seemed to be after you. Perhaps you weren’t a threat to them, despite the fact you knew of them. Perhaps they were just waiting.

You took your chances and made the trip to Arkham.

Jervis was waiting. He wasn’t entirely sure you would visit him again after your sudden leave last time, but he hoped you would come.

When he was told he had a visitor he perked up, hoping it was you who had come to him. He wanted to know you were alright and

It wasn’t.

It was Leslie Thompkins.

“Twinkle, twinkle, pretty doctor, how I with I could unlock her.” Jervis kept his gaze on her as she chose to stand rather than sit with him. “Here in Arkham, what a wonder. Too bad her husband’s six feet under.”

“Clever. How is life in the nuthouse?”

“Oh, you know, it has its ups and downs. It’s a little lonely, if I’m honest.” He thought of you. “Forgive me for saying this, Leslie, dear, but, uh, you don’t look yourself.” He didn’t want to talk about you and decided to get straight to the point. After all, she had come to see him for a reason. “Have you been sleeping? Or are you plagued by nightmares?”

“You want to hear the funny thing, Jervis?” She sat down.

“Oh, do tell. I do so love funny things.”

“I never really blamed you for infecting Mario. I just thought, ‘Why blame the lunatic?’ So I blamed Jim.”

“Wise... though hardly sidesplittingly funny.” He narrowed his brows and gazed at her in slight confusion.

“Why did you infect him?”

“Oh, Doctor, is that the question that’s been ruining your sleep?”

“You wanted to hurt Jim. Why not infect me? Why make Mario suffer?” She tried to search for answers in his gaze, but couldn’t find any.

“Do you remember our tea party at your lovely home?”

“When you shot Valerie Vale.”

“Yes! Good memory. Well, I saw the way that you looked at James Gordon. You loved him. And that love doomed Mario.” Jervis had a tiny grin on his face.

“That doesn’t make sense.”

“It makes perfect sense!” He raised his voice and leaned forwards slightly. “Jim Gordon does not deserve love! Jim Gordon does not get love!” He yelled. “I infect your husband. You blame Jim. Your love him becomes hate.”

Lee understood it now.

“It makes perfect sense.”

Lee stood up.

“And it worked. But you know the funny thing? There’s poor Mario, cold in the ground... and here you are, blaming Jim, even blaming me, but guess who’s really to blame?”

“I am.”

“Now, see, that’s funny.” He smiles.

“I feel sorry for Y/N. It’s true what they say about not helping who you fall in love with, but I’m sorry it had to be you.” She didn’t find any of this funny. She wanted to hurt him for what happened.

Jervis’ smile seemed to brighten up. You were in love with him? Truly? Oh, he hoped that was true. Denying his feelings for you was beginning to hurt. He had lots of time to think in here, and think of you he did.

“It’s a shame that love story is as tragic as mine.”

Jervis frowned and glared up at the woman.

Now that, he didn’t like.

Lee left him alone.

Jervis sat there for a moment, frowning. He had no intention of staying in Arkham, he also had no intention of leaving you out there alone. If what Lee said was true, then he just couldn’t.

He wouldn’t let this end tragically too.

Jervis waited to be escorted back to his cell, but confusion took over when he realised the guard hadn’t come in to get him.

“Excuse me, are we not returning to my cell?” He called out.

“You have another visitor.” The guard replied.

Well, Jervis certainly felt popular today. He turned back to the gate to see who had come to see him now.

His gaze softened when you walked in. He was so happy to see you. Jervis had been so worried after you left so quickly last time. He wasn’t sure what it was that made you so upset, but he was glad to know you seemed alright now.

You smiled at him as you sat down.

“Hello Jervis.”

“Hello, my dear. What a wonderful surprise!” He couldn’t contain his excitement.

“I’m sorry about running off last time... but don’t worry, all is good. Well.... sort of.” You bit your lip sheepishly.

“Has something happened?”

You glanced up at the guard who had his back turned on the other side of the gate. You leaned in closer and placed your hands on Jervis’. He also leaned in when he realised that what ever you were about to tell him was important.

“I got your letter about Barnes... something weird is going on in Gotham.”

“It is the type of place to attract weirdness.” He chuckled softly.

“I know that, but this is really weird. Have you heard of the Court?”

“I can’t say I have.” He furrowed his gaze at you. “What’s going on? Are you in trouble?”

“No, at least, not yet. I think Gotham is being run by some secret alliance... and I think they have turned Alice’s blood into a weapon. I didn’t stick around for all the details, but if I had to guess, they want to wipe out Gotham...”

“My dear Alice has been turned into a weapon?” He covered his mouth and shook his head. “My poor sister.”

“James Gordon is looking into it, but something it weird about him too.”

Jervis reached for your hands again and leaned in close once more.

“Stay away from him. He will being you no good.�� Jervis frowned. “Perhaps you should leave Gotham for a while? You’ll be safer.”

“No. I’m not leaving Gotham, what about you? I can’t leave you here alone.”

He smiled.

“You don’t have to worry about me. Spend enough time in here and you become accustomed to it.” Jervis chuckled. “I just want you safe.”

“I’m not leaving.” You gave a small grin. “You can’t make me either.”

Jervis chuckled too.

“Before I forget, I saw Lee before I came in... Did she come to speak to you?”

You assumed as much considering what happened on her wedding day. Talk about the worst wedding ever.

“She did. I wonder what she will do. Curious.” He chuckled.

“What did she want?”

“She wanted to know why I infected Mario and not her. Under other circumstances, she would have been impressed, but alas, she was a part of the equation.”

You rolled your eyes, “I’m impressed.”

“I’m happy with that outcome.”

“I should go, I need to find out what happened to Penguin after I left yesterday.” You began to rise from the table, Jervis reluctantly let go of your hands.

“Penguin?” He tilted his head to the side. “What were you doing with him?”

“Working. I just didn’t realise just how bad the job would get.” You gave him a soft smile and made your way over to the gate. “I’ll try and visit again soon.”

“I’ll be waiting.”

You smiled as you bit your lip again, moving over to him and placing a kiss to his cheek. You left before he could say anything.

Jervis was once again left alone filled with happiness.

The guard came in and escorted him back to his cell.

However, neither of you knew what else was to come. The bomb in the bank was just beginning of Gotham’s judgement.

Things were about to get more complicated.

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