Ok, this is my alt ending to my story Different Than You Think. I don't know why but I just wanted to do another version.. The first is probably better. Anyway, (Spoilers) this could be read on its own, but it's better if you read ch 1 of different than you think and most of chapter 2. Instead of joker living, Batman is too late to save him from his suicide attempt.

I do not own characters, and I hope you enjoy and review. Thanks

I worry it's too late. I run in the door and the only thing in the room is Joker hanging and a chair. He was still. I must be too late. I lift him and untie the rope. I check his pulse and it's not there. I pump his chest and try to perform CPR. I'm at it for at least an hour, but his heart just wont come back to life. I just lose it. I rarely cry, but here I am, in an abandoned building, in a batsuit, crying over my love.

I put my lips on his, getting the kiss I've always wanted, but can now never be returned.

"Batman?" I hear Robin through the communicator.

"I'm here," I reply, trying to pull myself together.

"Where are you? You left to stop a robbery hours ago," he sounded worried.

"I'm fine. I'll be home soon," I will go home, but I lie about the fine part.

I decide it's time to go, I should let someone know Joker died. I take his body to the GCPD. Gordon probably won't be there right now, so I decide to just take him to Gordon's office. He's the only one who really accepts that I try to help, and honestly, most others would think I went off and killed him if they saw me bring in the body, so I'll just let Gordon find it when he comes in.

"Goodbye Joker," I whisper as I leave out the window.