Imagine....
You looked out the window of your tiny bedroom, a frown upon your face. Your daddy hasn't been home for two weeks now.... He says he'll come back though! He said it! But the longer time drags, the more it feels like he's only trying to soothe you, make you feel okay. But you knew he was only lying. He doesn't want to come back. He doesn't want mommy anymore. And it feels like he doesn't want you anymore....

Mommy is so mean! She never stays home. She leaves you home by yourself for days at a time. You're always hungry... Why can't she stay home...?  It makes you feel like something is wrong with you.... You can't help the feelings that go through you. You feel... unwanted. Ever since your brother died, mommy and daddy grew apart.

Until there was nothing they could do to fix the damage that had been done to their relationship. Once daddy left, mommy left as well, leaving you alone, here, in this run down little apartment in the narrows. You had no one... Only yourself... And sometimes, that was all you needed. You didn't want to know anyone else, in fear of them just leaving as well. You couldn't handle it anymore....

"(Y/N)....?" You whirled around from the window at the unfamiliar voice calling your name, your eyes wide, seeing a man standing there, staring at you. He looked around the place, a sad look going through his eyes. He noticed how hesitant you were, shaking his head slightly, lowering down to your level, looking up at you, a little smile on his lips.

"I'm Detective James Gordon. I'm here to get you sweetie... okay?" You shook your head, fiercely. What if mommy comes home...? What if daddy comes back...? He saw the panic in your eyes, shaking his head once more. He looked very conflicted.

"You can't stay here by yourself. It's not safe." You slowly looked down, a tear falling from your face.

"But... but what about mommy...? And daddy...? They're coming back! They have to..." Your eyes flooded with tears, your vision blurry. He looked at you, sadness washing over his face.

"I'm sorry sweetie... But they won't be coming back. We found your mommy... And.." You looked up at him, starting to cry harder, horror washing through you.

"Mommy...?" You covered your face, crying softly into your hands, feeling arms wrap around you. You buried your face in James shoulder, not wanting to look at anything. He gently picked you up off the ground, slowly walking through the tiny apartment, heading towards the cop car.

Once in, he turned the car on, looking at you in the passenger seat, his eyes filled with regret, before driving away from that little apartment in the narrows that had been your home. You looked out the review mirror, seeing a little boy running around outside the apartment building, the biggest smile on his face.

You softly grinned, another tear rolling down your cheek. Your brother is the only friend you ever had there. And he never left you.... He waved at you, smiling that big smile he always wore on his face, until you drove away from sight. You looked up at James, smiling a tad.

"Thank you...." He looked down at you, softly patting your shoulder, a little smile playing on his lips.

"You're welcome (Y/N)..." You looked back outside the window, a little smile coming to your face. For once in your life, you felt happiness. Something you hadn't felt in a long time...