Hey there fellow Readers, like many of you I love The Joker, and i was simply mesmerized by Heath's Joker in The Dark Knight. It has been a long while since my last fanfic and i read back on that and i cringe... i hope that my writing has improved at least a little bit since some of my earlier fics. this is my first Batman fanfic. and since someother people had been writing some wonderful fanfics on this particular pairing i thought hey why not i'll give it ago too. its an interesting pairing, one that would never happen.. but thats why i like it. fascinating indeed. So here is my Joker/Rachel fanfic. it ain't gonna be pretty, for one thing can we really see anytype of relationship with the Joker being 'pretty' so i'm up for constructive critisism and all that jazz and hopefully this fic goes well, because at this point in time, i have no idea where its going, i don't plan things... im not a schemer XD i just do..things hahe.
thanks and ...er Enjoy?
Disclaimer : I DO NOT OWN BATMAN OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS ASSOCIATED ..ETC ETC.. yadda yadda you get the point yes? i dont own em'... oh but if i did sighs

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This fic is dedicated to Heath Ledger
1979-2008

STOCKHOLM SYNDROME

Chapter one : Abducted

Stockholm Syndrome :A psychological condition in which the hostage emotionally bonds to their captor

Rachel stared up at the ceiling contemplating her night; to say that it was eventful would be an understatement. The night had been so long, so eventful that she couldn't stop replaying the events in her head, leaving her restless, causing sleep to become impossible.

Rachel groaned, squeezing her eyes shut as the image of The Joker appeared in her mind again.
Her skin crawled just thinking of his eyes boring into hers as he told her the stories of his scars. Yet, despite the fact that the entire time she felt this sickening feeling in the pit of her stomach she couldn't help but be intrigued by this man, Intrigued, fascinated whatever a person would want to call it. It was making her crazy, she nearly died. She replayed that thought in her head again, she nearly died!

Falling from the building, feeling the wind all around her, sliding down the glass windows to her death, the only thing she could hear was the blood curdling scream that erupted from her throat. Of course she knew that Bruce wouldn't let her just fall to her death, she knew he would save her, but falling from that height, falling through the air with nothing to grab onto, nothing to help yourself with was terrifying.

It was because of him…. The madman with the painted face. Another thing that bothered Rachel immensely was the fact that she couldn't get his face out of her head. His eyes, looking into them, it was like that saying. The eyes can be like a mirror into a persons soul.. But looking into this mans eyes it frightened her to see that she couldn't decipher what she saw. Even imagining those almost hollow eyes it scared her… yet once again intrigued her, and what exactly was the joker hiding underneath that makeup. There were the scars of course but they would still be obvious without the makeup. Rachel couldn't help but wonder what he would look like without the makeup. Would he somehow look less insane? Less psychotic? Rachel nearly laughed to herself… no.. It wasn't the makeup that made him insane, he simply.. Was. It was that look he gave you, that eerie smile that appeared on his face, it was in his laugh, the way he cackled with glee at almost anything. It was in his voice. His voice…. Rachel thought. His voice was hypnotic, remembering the way he grabbed her face raising that blade to the delicate skin of her cheek, she wanted nothing more than to tune out what ever he was saying, but she couldn't. it was a voice you simply couldn't help but listen to. A voice that held many things, many hidden meanings, metaphors.
It was insane! Out of all the things that she should be worrying about she was thinking about this person, the man who tried to kill her, who's trying to kill the two people she loves most. She groaned again that in itself was a complication that she did not want to think about. Bruce and Harvey, she loved them both, she really did. Bruce was her first love and her best friend she knew that no matter what 

happened she would always love him, but though it killed her, she knew it wasn't meant to be for them. The lines between where Bruce Wayne ended and Batman began had begun to blur so much that it seemed it you couldn't have one without the other, Rachel was beginning to accept that, Bruce needed Batman and that was how it was always going to be, she honestly couldn't see him ever giving Batman up.
Harvey Dent, Gotham's white Knight so he was called. There were so many things that Rachel could say about Harvey, she didn't even know where to begin. Did she love him? Yes. Did she feel the same love for him as she did for Bruce?…. She wasn't sure. Did she want to marry him? Rachel contemplated that a little more.

'He basically proposed to me tonight' Rachel thought. 'He wants to spend the rest of his life with me' but did she want to spend the rest of her life with him. She didn't know. She loved him so much it hurt sometimes and he made her feel warm and almost complete, as complete as she could ever be without that piece of her heart that would always and forever belong to Bruce Wayne.
She couldn't help but smile when thinking of Harvey, he was such a good man, with so much to offer and she couldn't imagine a life without him. Her smile widened.

She could not imagine a life where she would not have Harvey, a life that she would not be able to spend those early mornings waking up beside him. Suddenly she couldn't understand what made her so reluctant to simply agree to his question jump into his arms and have her wicked way with him right there in front of everyone!...though that would have been slightly awkward.

That was it then. Rachel Dawes had her answer for Harvey Dent, and it was yes. She couldn't help but let a little girly giggle escape from her mouth. Sleep seemed so far away, excitement overwhelmed her, and she started to wonder if she should just drive to Harvey's to tell him her answer right then and there.

That's when she heard it…. She stopped breathing, afraid to. She heard it again. A movement in her apartment. Rachel felt her heart start to pick up, she remembered locking the door, she swore she locked the door, who was she kidding she always freaking locked the door, especially since a psychopathic clown man was on the loose.
She slowly got out of her bed and opened her bedroom door, making sure not to make much noise.
she bit her lip as the door let out an loud squeaking noise.
When the door was opened she let out a scream of surprise as she came face to face with a painted face with a wide red grin.

"Good evening Raaachel!"

She opened her mouth to scream again but before the sound came out the Joker had clasped a hand over her mouth his face disturbingly close to hers. He wasn't wearing gloves this time, she could feel the texture of the skin of his hands and it shocked her that they felt surprisingly soft.

"Shhh shh sh!, now now! Wouldn't want to wake the neighbours would we!" he said a sly grin forming on his face. "I'm going to take away my hand and you of course are not going to scream your pretty little head like a banshee ooooo-kay!" The Joker removed his hand and Rachel let a breath she didn't know she had been holding
"there we go!, see no need to alert the troops I'm just here for a little chat! SO, we, meaning yourself and I are going to take a little walk" The Joker said taking another step if possible closer to Rachel.

Rachel scoffed

"Yeah, because I'm just going to come with you now and go for an evening stroll"

"yeaaaaah, see I figured that might be a problem, seeing as I tried to kill you earlier this evening, now Rachel, I can call you Rachel right? Yeah Rachel, I just want you to know, it was nothing personal.. but it was a good way to distract Batman don't… you….think" He smiled

Rachel frowned "Do you think that I'm just going to come with you now because you say it wasn't personal that you threw me from a building?...your crazy"

"technically I didn't throw you it was more of drop…".The Joker took another step back "and no I'm not" he muttered seeming annoyed
"You know… I'm really getting very tired of people saying that to me, it hurts my feelings, I have a heart too you know I have feelings" he said putting a hand to his chest.
Rachel scoffed "you don't have a heart; you couldn't have to have done the things that you've done"

The Joker sighed, getting more annoyed with the conversation. He looked at his wrist feigning looking at a watch "You know Miss Dawes, its getting very late, tick tock tick tock, we need to get a move on,"
"your not wearing a watch.." Rachel said in confusion
"I'm not?" The Joker said raising his eyebrows "oh well, come on come on come on time waits for no one"
"I told you already, Joker I'm not going anywhere with you" Rachel said putting every amount of anger into her glare.
The Joker sighed "Yeah.. I didn't think you would… that's why I didn't give you a choice" he said. Before Rachel could react The Joker had pinned her to the wall with his weight.
Rachel gasped, this was closer than he'd ever been, and he was literally all she could feel besides the wall supporting their weight.

The Joker reached into his pocket pulling out a syringe, Rachel's eyes widened in horror
"where the hell are you putting that!" she squeaked in fear, The Joker laughed, showing rows of yellowed teeth.
"Fear not, Miss Dawes, just a little something to help you sleep"

Rachel tried to struggle out The Joker's grasp but he was too strong, Rachel gasped in pain as he injected the syringe into her neck feeling darkness creep into her vision, feeling her head become clouded and fuzzy she collapsed encased in The Jokers arms.



Soo, here we go
Now i'm not actually too sure how i feel about it
I think perhaps they are both a little out of character, but im up for advice on how to help for that.
oh well i hope you liked it xD
... now.. review damn it!
review like you've never reviewed before!!

...man i need a life sighs
(seriously dudes... review :D )