* FELINE / FELON !

she stopped trying to sneak up on him months ago, but the habit was still hard to shake. leave it to selina kyle to opt for the window instead of the door, an m.o. that was often ill-received but which never really drove her to act otherwise. his words, terse and tense, cut through the darkness of the room to her end, spearing right at her chest and breaking whatever was left of her heart into pieces.

it’d been months since she’d last seen him. that day at the courtroom, after telling him he was just another pawn in her game, selina packed up and left, hopping from country to country, empty penthouse to empty penthouse, pretending the warmth of the alcohol could replace the warmth of body she had come to know on every sleepless night in hell’s kitchen.

she hadn’t apologized; he was right. she didn’t think she’d find herself in a position to have to utter the words anyway. besides, who in their right mind would expect a world class thief, a renowned villainess, to come forward with so much as an apology?

a blind, red-leather donning vigilante who daylights as a catholic lawyer, that’s who.

and so, half-way into his office and half-way still in the city, selina pauses. the drops of rain fall lightly on her suit, a gentle pitter-patter that cushions the silence his greeting has afforded them.

“i’m sorry,” she says, because she can’t think of anything else to say, even if it sounds disingenuous. she was —  sorry, that is — but she didn’t blame him for not believing her. she didn’t blame him if he chose not to see her again. in fact, she didn’t really know what she was doing back in the city, back in hell’s kitchen, in this office, at this hour, when she knew he’d be alone.

can’t teach an old dog new tricks, let alone a cat.

“if it counts for anything, i didn’t mean what i said.” she slips in entirely, not waiting for an invitation, allowing the drops of water to race into a puddle on the floor. “i ….” her finger taps nervously against her thigh, and she second guesses her visit altogether. “i was scared.”