But she was just an intern, why would they want her to interrogate the Joker? She was only nineteen and still in college. Perhaps it was a test. Perhaps they just thought she was qualified to do it. Whatever the reason, Delilah Harker knew that if she screwed this up, it would mean her career. Delilah gathered her wits and entered. She of course had supervision from Commissioner Gordon, who was in the interrogation room with her. There was the Joker, looking rather bored. He had always intrigued her. What was he trying to hide? He couldn't have been much older than her. She took a seat in front of him while Gordon hung back by the door. Joker looked Delilah up and down.
"Evening, Miss Harker," He said smiling. Startled and confused as to how he knew her name Delilah looked down and remembered she wore a name tag. Delilah began the interrogation, asking questions and getting vague riddles. Gordon soon told her wrapped it up and to escort him back to his cell. Two guards entered and took the Joker by the arms, Delilah followed. Once he was sitting in his cell Delilah entered to un-cuff him. She couldn't get behind him to un-cuff him and he wouldn't get up and turn around. Delilah had reach behind him to take the cuffs off. As she was rising the Joker kissed her quickly. Delilah looked around to see if anyone had seen that. No one had and her gaze returned to his. Delilah's were wide with surprise but the look she had was questioning. He wore a smug smile with mischief in his eyes. Delilah swiftly exited the cell, not looking back. She could hear his laughter echo even as she left the holding cell area.
It was a few days after the Joker had escaped and Delilah was at home. She had just gotten out of the bath and was getting ready to go to bed. She went into her room and turned on the lights. There was the Joker, in the corner of her room. Delilah jumped, but did not scream. The Joker walked over to her. She tried to slap him but her caught her wrist and kissed her. Delilah struggled out of his grip.
"What are you doing in my house?" She yelled trying to hit him again. He caught her hand again.
"I know you're feelings for me." He whispered into her ear.
"I don't know what you mean.," She lied. He moved his face closer to hers.
"I think you do."
"Ugh! Go away," Delilah screamed angrily at him. He wouldn't let her go. "What do you want from me?"
"Just this," He said kissing her passionately.
"But why me?"
"Because you're just too much fun." He silenced her with a kiss.
The next morning the Joker watched her sleeping. A slight smile played upon the corners of her lips. She made little noises in her sleep, dreaming. She is beautiful, Joker thought absently. He laughed, careful not to wake her. She may wave around a gun and a badge to seem tough but underneath it all she's delicate. He had broken through her tough exterior and reached her fragile heart and now she was his. He laughed again and left.
A few weeks later Delilah knew there was something wrong. The Joker was continuing to visit her at least three times a week. He'd come at random, never showing up a specific time or manner. Every time was different. Delilah did not mind that, in fact she quite enjoyed the mystery. But something was not right with her. It was not until the fourth week did she figure out what was going on. The pregnancy test confirmed her worst fears. Delilah kept the child secret from everyone. The Joker did not find out and neither did her work. Her internship with Gordon's unit soon ended and Delilah resumed her college.
There was a few weeks lapse in the Joker's visits, and Delilah thought he wasn't ever to come back. Just as well too, she was starting to show. Then one evening, when Delilah had just gotten home from school, the Joker payed her a surprise visit. She had just put on a long, thin nightgown that unintentionally showed her swollen stomach. Joker noticed right away. He looked confused at first, walking up to her and putting a hand on her belly. Then he smirked.
"Sorry I haven't been around for a while." He said with little sincerity.
"I had kind of hoped you had gone for good." He feigned hurt.
"Trying to keep it a secret, eh?" He asked walking around her with a measuring look.
"Yes. I'm giving the baby up." She said straight up.
"Awww why?" Joker whined.
"Because, I can barely support myself. How am I supposed to raise a child?"
"I could help you out in that respect." He laughed.
"No, no, no. I am not living off stolen money."
"Fine, be that way." Joker said in mock anger.
"Just go away." Delilah said turning from him. Joker walked up behind her and put his hands on her shoulders. He smelled her hair. He put his hands on her waist and began whispering into her ear. Delilah turned back around and kissed him, giving in to his attentions once again.