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The day was relatively nice compared to what Gotham was used to. Akrham island seemed almost inviting if not for the occasional unstable shouting inmates and machinery that came with running such a large establishment.

Jonathan sat in his cell, reading a book about medical practice. Something Arkham allowed him to have, seeing as how he was behaving nicely since he'd been admitted. The good doctor believed Jonathan to be overwhelmed by the duties that came with dealing with such patients and placed in for Crane to be released as soon as possible. Although his room was still not as satisfactory as he'd like, he was pleased to know that it was better than Joker's situation. Who, after these several months incarcerated, remained in solitary confinement. He smirked to himself knowing that, even though Jeremiah would likely allow him more access for not lashing out too much on staff.

Except for that one nurse… Poor guy needs a new nose with how much he bit off.

From what I understand, he was getting a bit too mouthy with Jack.

How frustrating it must be for those doctors to know who he is. When we already know more than they've ever tried to get in years.

Jonathan smiled, Must be quite exasperating

Which brings me to my next question Johnny boy.

And what might that be?

You know all this valuable information about both the clown and his delinquent sister. Valuable information that could come with a hefty price tag, yet you choose to remain silent about it. Why?

Jonathan flipped to the next page in the textbook, Because I know just how much Sofie wouldn't approve of allowing such secrets to be given out. Besides it wouldn't benefit me to hand them out at the moment

You really need to unravel yourself from her finger there, doc. The two of you disgust me. How she or even you haven't lost interest is beyond my understanding. I mean you haven't even been able to put it in, in what? A little over half a year? How do you know she hasn't fucked someone else while she's been out there?

Crane grunted and rolled his eyes, slamming the book shut with one hand in frustration, Because I know her. I can read her through completely. I know every one of her movements and expressions when she's lying and when she's telling the truth. And when I ask her every week, she gives me the same response. So to answer your question, no she isn't and no, I haven't lost interest. So do try and cope with that

In truth, Scarecrow couldn't stand the way Jonathan had outwardly become more open to expressing his emotions with Sofia. Even if it was from behind a glass window. He saw it as something that made him vulnerable and weak. He could care less about the broad. But Jonathan had entirely different thoughts about her than he did. He enjoyed being around Sofia. Someone like her, openly showing feelings to him in return and not caring what Gotham's aristocrats thought about their relationship made Jonathan trust her even more. That didn't mean he made sure to let her know he was in control. With his impact on Gotham's underground he and Scarecrow had made, he managed to find workers of his own. And they kept a close watch on his woman just to assure himself that what she was telling him was the truth.

Jonathan never lost touch with the fact that he was smarter than others, he simply acknowledged that Sofia came closer than anyone he'd ever thought to be just as bright. Her brother was no exception. His distaste for the clown didn't fade. His constant insults and jabs at Jonathan's intellect including his relationship with Sofia was something Crane loathed. Every so often, when it came to moving inmates to either recess or their interview room, Jonathan would see Joker shackled and escorted by a good amount of guards. But the clown's attitude still hadn't changed and any jest or mocking joke he decided to throw at Jonathan didn't go unnoticed.

Speaking of the clown, he seems a bit too cheery recently

Yes. That would likely be due to the intern turned doctor overnight that he's occupying himself with.

That blonde? They gave her access to the clown? They've really lowered their standards haven't they?

Apparently.

CLANK

Jonathan was snapped back to reality when he spotted the new guard that took Bole's place since being here. He had been hired by Sharp against Jeremiah's agrrement, but was allowed to do so by the city government's wishes. A man Jonathan learned to despise. He was just as arrogant as Boles, if not more. The only difference was, his methods of practice were more extreme and followed the rules a bit too much to a pint where they often crossed that line.

"Time to go Crane. Get that skinny ass up. Your bitch is here." The guard started

Oh lovely. This asshole.

Jonathan sighed in aggravation and sat up in his cot. He didn't approve of the way he often talked about Sofia even when they only met briefly. He simply formed his own opinions by her relations with both him and the Joker and how she ran one of the Joker's establishments while he was locked up in here. A 'country club' as he mentioned it. While Joker was having his fun in here, Sofia was keeping his business alive out there and the man hated that. Said it only fueled his need to be released.

"Mr. Bolton, always a pleasure to hear your undeveloped grammar once again," Jonathan said passively

Bolton sneered at Crane as two other guards opened the metal door, the sound of rust screeching against the flooring as he did. He pointed his baton at the doctor, "I'd watch it doctor, or I'll give you your daily beating again."

Jonathan frowned and instinctively rubbed his still bruised ribs from the last pounding he underwent.

I'll be sure to personally make him suffer

All in good time. Right now we must behave.

Bullshit. This prick needs that baton shoved down his throat.

Crane rolled his eyes and casually walked over toward the larger guard. While he may have been a bit more built, Jonathan still stood a few inches taller. His bright blue eyes didn't falter as he stared at the guard, who reached into his belt and grabbed a set of handcuffs, roughly placing them on his wrists and dragging him out of the room. Jonathan couldn't help but think about how Sofie was treated by Boles when she was in here. Now he truly understood the feeling of being taken advantage of and he didn't like it. The guards held their large tazers while Bolton kept a firm hand on Crane's shoulder, shoving him forward to walk down the hallway. While there were a few honorable doctors, guards and other staff. Arkham couldn't oversee everything every second of the day. Which meant Bolton and Sharp had full control of certain departments and sections of the asylum. But either way Jonathan wasn't one to ask for help, so he often dealt with things himself. Which meant, the beatings and deprivation of having Bolton overlook his section.

The journey was silent, aside from the muffled voices and whimpers of inmates along with the booted footsteps against the cold cement floor. Jonathan's heartbeat began to pick up when they ended up to the entrance of the visitation rooms. It always did this when she came to see him. In the past months, Sofie had kept her promise in visiting him every week along with her brother since they first arrived. He could feel Scarecrow groaning in boredom at the visitor he was about to see. Bolton was the only guard to walk into the room with Crane. That's when he spotted the young woman from behind the glass sitting and waiting for him. While Jonathan took in her face, her eyes were glaring at Bolton. He knew that look too and it wasn't one of admiration. He also noticed the dress she was wearing. It was a tight-fitting beige long sleeved maxi dress that hugged her curves beautifully. Her hair was down as it normally was and bright as ever. She looked amazing.

Jonathan couldn't keep his eyes from wandering as he was pressed forcefully into the seat. Jonathan sighed heavily as Bolton kept his eyes glued to Sofia's and Crane didn't like it.

"Arkham specifically allowed individual access when I came," Sofie said dryly

Bolton scoffed, "Arkham's not here today, which means I give the orders here."

"Says who?"

"Sharp. Now I suggest you get on with your 15 minutes or I'll have no choice but to cut it short."

Sofia's eyes narrowed and Jonathan could see the faintest glow come from those emerald orbs of hers. Crane allowed a smirk to cross his full lips, "You look delicious."

Sofia's eyes snapped back to Jonathan's, almost shocked at his random statement. After a few moments Jonathan's smirk mirrored Sofia's as she quirked her head and crossed her legs, making her bare legs appear from under her long dress, "You think so?"

If only this damn glass wasn't here…

What happened to not wanting to see her?

I see a piece of ass and this is my usual reaction. Sue me.

Jonathan inwardly rolled his eyes and scooted forward in his seat, "You know Sofie, if you wanted sex, all you had to do was ask."

Bolton's frown grew at the couple's conversation, which the two seemed to notice.

Sofia leaned onto the counter, closer to the glass, allowing her breasts to show more for Jonathan, "You have no idea how much I'd love to play with you," she said seductively

"Have you resorted to other means?" he asked with a sly grin

Sofia's amused face remained just that, "When I'm all alone in my bed. I do every night."

Oh the little tease.

Crane let out a breath, even though he may have been egging the guard on, his heated thoughts teased his mind. He hadn't been able to touch Sofie in so long and it was getting to him. He couldn't wait to get out of this place so he could properly show her just what he wanted to do to her.

"Oh for fucks sake," Bolton started, turning and heading for the door, "I'll be back to get you Crane. I'm done hearing your S&M bullshit," he finished, slamming the door behind him and leaving the two alone in the room.

Jonathan turned to look back at Sofie and wink, making her chuckle in response and lean back in her seat, crossing her arms.

"Never fails," he said

Sofia looked him over, seeing how much of a difference being locked up was compared to how he looked before this. He looked malnourished and had a few bruises on his face, "Are you eating?"

"Yes."

"Liar."

Jonathan stared at Sofia with an apathetic face. She moved forward, "Jonathan you better tell me if they're not feeding you. And what are these bruises from? They weren't there last week. I know you didn't do them to yourself."

Crane was hearing her words, but he was mainly memorizing every inch of her face. A week was long enough to wait for her and he didn't want his remaining discussion to be about his inconveniences.

"You do look beautiful today," he spoke

Sofia blinked, eventually sighing, "Your changing the subject John."

He smirked as his eyes wandered down to her dress, "Yes. Because we only have about 10 more minutes to talk and I'd prefer not to waste it."

She furrowed her brows, "Waste it? Talking about the things they're doing to you guys in here?"

Jonathan figured Bolton had released his anger onto Joker as well. Seeing how many guards and staff Joker's lashed out on recently, it made sense. But surely not as much as Crane himself, Bolton specifically liked beating on him more than the rest. That attitude of his must have been compensating for something.

Or perhaps its your constant insults at the man's intellect.

I speak the truth. And Mr. Bolton is very much insecure about my intelligence surpassing his own.

And you wonder why we keep getting our asses kicked.

Not for long.

"Just keep calm Sofie. Everything will work out I promise," he smirked

Sofia raised a brow, "You're not telling me something Jonathan."

She doesn't need to know everything.

Not yet at least.

"I can't wait to hold you again," he said, always trying to deflect the conversation, but he did it beautifully.

Sofia sighed in defeat, "Whatever it is, it better not be too dangerous. Otherwise I will find out and try to stop you from getting yourself killed."

Jonathan scoffed, "I think I can handle myself."

She nodded, "Like when you almost drowned to death?"

He frowned, trying to forget that day, "Yes well, that was simply a minor mishap. I'll make it certain it doesn't happen again."

"I saved you once John, I'll do it again. I watch over you. And I think you need to understand that."

"How do you know I'm not watching over you right now?"

She paused, already knowing that her brother had workers watching over her. She should have known Jonathan would do the same. She waved her hand, "I don't even wanna know."

Jonathan gave a smug grin as he crossed his leg, "Have you spoke to your brother yet?"

She grunted, shaking her head, "No. And since Arkham isn't here today they've decided to keep him in solitary because of an incident with some nurse."

An idiot is more like it

Honestly, what did the man expect to come from that situation?

Definitely not a missing facial piece.

Jonathan ignored Crow now, not wanting to think about anything that had to do with Joker and focused on the young woman before him.

"How's everything out there. No problems?" he asked with a more serious tone in his voice.

Sofia thought about it for a few seconds before shaking her head, "Not really. Although I've had these strange voicemails come through my phone recently."

Crane quirked his head, "Strange as in?"

She scratched the back of her head and shrugged, "Nothing, it's often times just muffled voices and weird long beeps."

Jonathan tried to figure out what they were, hoping they were nothing more than some cellular glitch in the phone. "I'm sure it's nothing though," she said

"Nothing usually turns into something," he replied

She looked back at him, "It's fine. Other than that, I've actually been keeping the gallery pretty busy."

Jonathan noted to remember these things she talked about and tried to overlook, "And your brother's club?"

"It took a little while for me to get used to it, but I'm getting the hang of things. Thanks to Frost."

Jonathan knew Frost was nothing more than a worker for J, but he didn't exactly like the idea of another man always being with Sofia. Especially when it wasn't him. And as usual Jonathan skeptical suspicions kicked in.

"How have you been?" he asked

"Fine."

"I hope your not missing me too much," he added, attempting to see her reaction

She chuckled, but her smile faltered a bit, "I miss you every day John."

Gross.

Jonathan examined her, she was telling the truth. Making his smile widen, "I'll be out soon enough Sofie."

She once again narrowed her eyes, wanting to ask another question before Bolton came barging in the room. "Alright love birds. Visits over."

Sofia frowned while the guard walked over and grabbed Crane's arm and dragged him up to his feet. Sofia instantly stood up as Jonathan did while she glowered at the guard. Her eyes shifted back to Crane as he winked at her before watching the two exit the room and leave her alone. Sofia lowered her head as she stared at the now shut door Jonathan exited. She would be having a conversation with Arkham very soon.

Once Sofia walked out of the visitation rooms, she spotted Cash heading for her.

"Sofie," he greeted with a smile, "That was shorter than usual?"

She frowned, "Yeah well that asshole guard Bolton decided to take it upon himself to decide how long I had with Jonathan."

Cash furrowed his brows, "Who gave him authority to do that?"

"Sharp."

Cash's face darkened at the mention of Sharp, whom he couldn't stand. "That damn man has no right to give authority to men like Bolton." He stated, knowing just how strict the guard was. And it only caused more animosity between staff and inmates.

"Will you let Jeremiah know I'd like to speak with him?" she asked

Cash nodded, "I'll let him know as soon as he's out of the hospital."

Sofia opened her mouth, "Is something wrong?"

The older guard smiled and shook his head, "No no, he and his wife are trying to have a kid. And she's been having a bit of a hard time with that."

Sofia nodded slowly, "I see. Well when he's able to. You could let him know I'd be willing to meet with him anywhere that's more convenient."

"I'll certainly let him know Ms. Black. I also understand that you'll be able to speak with your brother again starting next week," he mentioned

Sofia felt relief, "That's good to hear."

The two turned when they heard voices walking in the opposite hallway. It was a younger doctor that she's seen before, a doctor Penelope Young and Gretchen Whistler. But there was one other older man that she didn't recognize walk with them. He had such an emotionless face and a nearly bald head along with small circular glasses that covered his eyes.

"Who's that?" she asked

"The new doctor hired on by Arkham," he replied

"Arkham hired him?" she asked cynically

Cash nodded, "His credentials were extremely skilled. And Arkham had no choice in choosing him over the rest of the applicants in such a short amount of time."

"What's his name?" she asked

"Weird name. Strange I think he said it was," he replied

"Strange? Wait that's his name? Doctor Strange?"

Cash smirked, "That's what he said."

"Your right that is weird."

Cash laughed and ushered her down the hall in the opposite direction, "I'll walk you out."

They both made their way for the exit when Sofia was met with a young woman almost running into her from around the corner, dropping a few papers on the floor. It was the young blonde that had been treating her brother.

"Oh I'm so sorry, I didn't see you," she started, bending over to pick up the loose notes she kept in her binder.

Sofia waved her hand, "Your alright," she replied, helping the young woman pick up some papers on the floor.

"Hello Harleen," Cash smirked, "Late again for your interview?"

The doctor seemed a bit anxious as she hastily tried to pick them up, "I'm so late."

Sofia knew that J hated it when the young doctor or anyone for that matter were late for anything that involved him. His time seemed to be much more important than theirs and she knew he'd let her know that when she arrived. She picked up the last paper and noticed a small heart scribbled on the top left corner along with a note saying to refer to J as 'Mistah J.'

Harleen noticed Sofia staring at the paper as she handed it over. Harleen fixed her glasses and bashfully smiled, "Thank you," she said softly. Normally Harleen wasn't intimidated by anyone and normally walked around Arkham with her chin held up high. Making sure not to have the elder doctors look down on her because she was only an intern just a few months ago. Due to cutbacks and changes in the system, Arkham placed her as one of the head doctors since losing Crane and Kronos. But being in front of the one other person who knew Joker's life better than she was trying to, made Harleen a bit nervous. But despite her nerves, she looked at Sofia and placed her hand out, "Hello, I don't think we've been properly introduced. I'm doctor—

"Harleen Francis Quinzel, yes. I know, I've heard a lot about you. Your the one seeing my brother right?" Sofia asked

Harleen stared at Sofia with a puzzled look, "Treating. Not seeing," she corrected politely

The two women stood up at the same time, while Sofia kept a small smile on her face she started, "Just tell him I stopped to talk to you, he'll understand."

"Thanks, but I'm sure he'll understand if I told him the truth."

"He won't care about that. He comes first in his mind. And your reason won't be good enough," Sofia responded

Truthfully, Harleen had been late because of a second job she had to maintain in order to keep up with bills and school loans. But she wasn't about to tell anyone that, instead she would have said she was stuck in traffic.

"And he'll know your lying," Sofia added

Harleen scrunched her brows a bit, did she know the truth? Hopefully her connection with the Joker didn't land her in a situation where his own sister was watching her after hours. Sofia continued to smile as she flashed a wink to Harleen and turned back to head out for the exit.

"Tell him I'll be seeing him next week. And try to stop fucking around with the staff," she called out from behind.

"Have a good rest of your day Ms. Black," Cash said while Harleen watched alongside the guard

"You too Aaron, oh and please make sure both my brother and Jonathan get fed," she turned her head to look back at them as the doors slid open, "Or I'll have a personal word with Bolton myself."

Cash once again nodded, "Will do ma'am."

Sofia smiled and left the building, making her way for her car. Harleen was shocked to see the woman people were so afraid of. She'd heard rumors about what she was capable of, but the young woman didn't seem to be much of a threat in person. Perhaps that was her advantage. And having two of Gotham's known criminals so close was an even bigger threat.

"She was… nice," Harleen stated almost in a joking manner

Cash looked at Harleen with an amused smile, "C'mon, I'll escort you to your interview."

Okay so I'm so sorry for corrections my dumbass had to make. I'm working with such shitty internet😌 but anyway leave a review my little jokers! ;D