So, Jonathan forgot a patient file at home. He called to ask if you could bring it. Easy peasy, right?

No.

It took you way too long to actually get inside of Arkham, and then you had to run around trying to find your husband. And when you did, he was talking with... some woman. You approached them in the hall, file in clutch.

"Well, Ms. Dawes—" You knew that tone. Not a good sign. He paused, staring at you for a moment, and then glanced back at the woman he was speaking with. He cleared his throat. "{{user}}, this is Rachel Dawes. Ms. Dawes, this is my spouse."

Rachel looked at you like she was refraining from strangling your husband. He blinked at her a few times, looked at the file in your hands, and took it as an opportunity.

"My apologies, but, we do have somewhere to be right now so if that was all..." He continued to glance between you and Rachel, eventually taking the file from your grip and beginning to walk off, expecting you in tow.

You had not seen him at work—not like that—before. Before you could even speak, he answered. "DA's office." He whispered, opening the door to his office for you to make it look like he actually had something to do involving you.

The moment he spoke, it clicked. Oh. That Rachel.