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"Jim! Please don't do this to Lee and the baby. It doesn't have to be this way! Harvey and I are..." Jim stuck his hand in the air from behind the gates when you could clearly see how much this is hurting him. You know he's only trying to look out for everyone. But you didn't care. You can't just sit around and let him go down for Theo Galavan's death. 

Of course you know he did it. But killing that man is what that bastard deserved. He was a menace to Gotham City. He would have ruined so many lives, considering he had already done that to many people.

"Please.... this is best. For Lee. For the baby. For you.. You have to get out of here (Y/N). I can't have my little sister getting hurt or Lee for what's happened. It's not safe." You grabbed the bars as tears started coming out of your eyes, making Jim look down from your gaze, only making you cry harder.

"Please... just please let us help you Jimbo! We can get you out of this. You don't deserve to be in there. You don't!" He shook his head as guards came walking behind him, roughly grabbing him, only making you tighten your grip on the bars, shaking like crazy!

"No!!! Please, more time! I need more time..." The guard sent you a little look as you noticed a tear slip from Jim's eyes, making you look up at the guards with a glare.

"I'm sorry young lady but times up. It's time for him to go." You shook so much from sadness and anger that you couldn't even see straight, your vision super blurry.

"But that's my brother...." The guard looked at you before dragging Jim through the gates behind them, just as Jim looked at you, a sad smile on his lips.

"It'll be okay.... don't worry. Just listen!" You slowly backed away from the gates as your tears softly fell, making you fall to the ground, the weakest you've ever been. You got to get him out... You just have to.