A/N: New story with the Joker. Not sure how this will go. Review and tell me what you think. Should I keep going or what?
Disclaimer: I don't own the Joker. But the plot is mine.
HEALING
It was a beautiful night out. The stars were shining brightly and it was a full moon.
But Jay's attention wasn't on the sky; it was on the half-drowned man lying on the beach in front of her. A half-drowned green haired man with a makeup-caked face. Jay knew it was the Joker. He was Gotham City's most feared and wanted criminal; everybody knew his face, the face of nightmares. So she just should just leave him there, right? It'd be better if he just died which was going to happen if he didn't get medical help.
Instead, Jay carried the Joker to her car and took him to her house. That was her promise. No matter who it is, she would always help them. Jay's personal feeling didn't matter.
Even if the Joker had killed her brother.
*0*0*
The Joker woke up with a start. He was in a dim room and it was almost nightfall. He could tell be the way the light was just fading out of the windows. And he was lying on a bed. A very comfortable bed.
This was not what he had expected Hell to look like.
Which meant he was still alive.
In-ter-es-ting.
The Joker got out of bed and saw his ribs bandaged from the knife wound and he was only wearing boxers. Then he saw an open door. He got out of the bed and went to it. The first thing he saw was the mirror and how his hair was not dyed and he was not wearing makeup. For a moment, he seethed in anger until he noticed green dye on the counter and some clown make-up next to it.
He smiled, a very terrifying thing, because he just could not wait to meet his savior.
*0*0*
When he finished dying his hair and applying his makeup, the Joker walked out of the bathroom. He found his clothes, freshly washed, on the bed. The Joker hadn't sensed anyone in the room and wondered how his savior had gotten past him.
Slowly, he put his clothes on and carefully checked all the pockets. All of his knives were there, except for one. So, his savior was also a thief. The Joker would find him later and get it back after a very lengthy… discussion on not taking his property.
The Joker found his way throughout the house and out onto the street, noting every detail around him. It'd be useful for when he came back. And he would come back because he had to thank his savior after all.
*0*0*
Across the street, Jay watched the Joker let himself out of the house and she breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, after 2 weeks of careful sedation and healing, she could get him out of her house.
Something brushed against Jay's leg and purred. It was a cat, Angel. Angel was almost all black except for the tip of her tail, which was white. Jay had two cats and Angel was one of them.
"All taken care of?" Jay asked. Angel jumped into Jay's arms and purred louder, an affirmative. "Good. Go fetch Penny for me." Penny was Jay's other cat. Angel arched her back, purred once more, and leapt off to go get Penny.
Jay grinned. Now that the Joker was all healed, she could kill him.