AN: This is the sequel to "If I Could Melt Your Heart" so I strongly suggested reading that first before you read this, or you will have NO idea what's going on XD Anyway, please enjoy this sequel! :D
The Last Night You'll Spend Alone
Chapter One
Starting Anew
"Oof!" I dropped my bag to the floor of my new apartment in Brooklyn, New York. I straightened, brushing my long, black hair from my dark eyes. I glanced around. The movers had already brought in the couch, table, chairs, bed, and crib. I put my hand down on my stomach and felt a small kick. I smiled. Soon, Jack, my baby boy, was going to have a little sister. I was so excited I could hardly stand it.
I heard the door open behind me, and I turned to see the Joker enter the room, holding out baby Jack Thomas Napier. The boy was looking at his father with adoring brown eyes, but his father, the Joker, was looking at me. I felt a smile curve up on my lips, and he walked over to me, putting Jack down in the crib as he did. He caught me in his arms his tongue slid into my mouth. One hand was on my back, and he placed the other on my stomach, feeling the baby. I smiled through the kiss, and he hugged me to him.
"I can't begin to believe we're actually here, starting a new life!" He giggled and I laughed, causing Jack to laugh too. "I still can't believe how lucky I am!" He hugged me, and I pulled away gently.
"Are the phones hooked up yet?" I asked, and he nodded mutely. I smiled at him, patting his shoulder as I passed him.
"Who do you need to call?" He tried to hide his suspicion, but had an epic fail.
I smiled, "Just Jim. I promised I'd call him and Bruce to tell them we got here safely. You okay with that?"
He pretended to pout. "Okay…" He huffed and went to pick up the kid, as he always referred to him. I smirked and went for the phone, picking it up and placing it to my ear. I punched in the area code for Gotham, and then dialed the number for the MCU, waiting patiently for Jim Gordon, commissioner of Gotham, to pick up.
After two rings, he picked up. "Hello? This is Commissioner Jim Gordon speaking, how can I help you?"
"You can be happy to hear from me," I joked, and heard a sharp intake of breath on the other end.
"Lara! Oh thank God! I am so glad to hear from you. How is everything?"
"Don't you mean everyone?" I chuckled, and could almost see him blushing in my mind's eye.
"Er, yeah, sorry. How is," he cleared his throat, "everyone?"
I giggled, "We're fine Jim. We've already finished unpacking, and how we're just settling down. Jack's in the other room with the baby right now."
I heard a huff on the other end. I knew that Jim still didn't support the fact that I had decided to leave Gotham and go to live with the Joker. See, only months before, the Joker had been a maniac, killing without a second thought. After he was captured for a second time, that was where I had come in. I had been called to come and have a few sessions with the Joker, and try to figure out why he was the way he was. After a few sessions, we began to get along better and better. Then, after a while, I began to develop feelings for him, and he for me. When one of the cops there, Mark, had tried to attack me when he was drunk, I had let the Joker out and he had saved me. After that we had decided to leave and start out our own lives. After a year of this, and me getting pregnant, we had been found by Jim and Batman, or Bruce Wayne I should say.
I had talked to Jim, telling him that I was still in love with the Joker, and that we were going to have a baby. After a few months of pure, agonizing Hell, we had finally been able to get away from Gotham, and start a new life here in Brooklyn. Before we had left, I had named Bruce Godfather of Jack Thomas, much to the Joker's dismay…
"Why him?" The Joker protested when I told him the news.
"Because," I said, exasperated, "Bruce is Batman honey! If there's anyone better suited for the job, kindly let me know!"
"What about the commy?" He asked, a smirk on his face.
I rolled my eyes, "No."
"Why?"
"Look, I just think he's too old, okay? And plus, Jack likes Bruce. I don't think he's taking quite the shine to Jim as he has to Bruce. C'mon, even you must've noticed that!" He didn't press the matter from there…
"Lara? Are you still there?" I was broken away from my thoughts by Jim's voice.
"Eh, yeah, sorry, I was thinking about something… What were you saying?"
"I was saying that you should've called earlier! I mean, how long have you been there? Two days?"
"Three actually."
He huffed again, and I giggled. "I'm sorry Lara. I'm just glad you called. How is New York? Is it nice there?"
I glanced out the window and saw it was raining. "Well, it's raining now, but I like it so I guess its nice here. Tomorrow, Jack and the baby and I are going to go to see the Statue of Liberty, and do some sightseeing!" I was really happy, and I think Jim could tell, because when he spoke again, I could almost hear the smile in his voice.
"I'm glad you're happy Lara… You really deserve this happiness."
"Oh ho! Is that the sound of someone accepting my decision now?" I cried, my eyes widening, and a laugh tearing out of me.
He groaned, "Sort of…I guess you could say that."
"Ha! Dang, I wish I could be there to see your face right now!" I snorted, and he moaned on the other end.
"Well, I think your face will be more Kodak moment worthy in a minute."
My smile fell off my face. "Why? What did you do?"
He seemed to cringe on the other end. "Now Lara, firstly I want to tell you that I was thinking of your best interest when I did this – "
"Did what?" I growled.
"Well, since you didn't go see your parents the last time they called you… Well, I'm sorry, but I told them were you guys are living…"
"You WHAT?!" I shrieked, fuming, "Jim, how could you? You don't know my parents like I do, they're crazy!"
"Who's crazy?" The Joker asked, poking his head into the kitchen. I shooed him away, and he pouted, pulling his head out again. I was about to start screaming at Jim, when there was a knock on the front door. I was instantly filled with dread, so I told Jim I'd call him back, and walked slowly to the front door. I stood there for a second, before opening it slowly. I found myself face to face with a tall, pale woman, with long, straight black hair, and piercing green eyes. I was the spitting image of her.
"Hello Lara," she said stiffly.
I groaned openly, not caring who was listening. "Hi Mom…"
AN: Okay, so this is the sequel to "If I Could Melt Your Heart" which is on my page if you guys wanna check it out before reading this! This is merely a request by my other reviewers to do, so I really don't know where I am going with this right now…hehe. Anyway, this is pretty much going to be about Lara and Joker's lives throughout the course of fifteen years, watching the kids grow up, and how they deal with certain things. Like Lara's crazy mother! :D I am evil, I know… lol It'll probably only be about ten chapter I think, so yeah!
PEACE!
Twi. M