Bombs and Memories

I hear sirens… wait why do I hear sirens and why am I lying on the pavement? All I could remember was trying to get to my vehicle when I heard a loud blast. I try to open my eyes but I feel extremely weak. I don't feel any pain so why can't I get up and why can't I open my eyes. I feel someone pick me up and put me on a bed. I mean stretcher. I black out again.

"Samantha?" I hear someone say as I slowly open my eyes. As they adjust to the light I see my cousin Lina standing over me. She had extreme worry in her eyes.

"Lina?" I said wearily. She smiles trying to make me feel a little comfort.

"I'm here don't worry. You'll be fine. It's safe here I promise." She said trying to keep me still. But where was here. I started to look around, to a room that looked so bland. The walls were white and they had nothing on them to make this place seam comfy at all. It reminded me of my work place. That place must be hard on the patients that I care for even though they were all insane. Wait a minuet was I at Arkham Asylum? I started to freak out and tried to get out of the bed.

"Let me out I swear I am not crazy I swear I did not let him go I did not love him and did not want to do what I did!" I yelled as my cousin tried to hold me down. Two people came in to help hold me down as the doctor injected me with a tranquilizer.

I walked into the cell looking at the padded walls. There were no windows in this room so he could not get a weapon. I looked up at him, noticing that he was studying me. They had made him take off all of the makeup that made him who he was. I could see that he was in discomfort with the straight jacket on. I turn to the guard, who stood at the door keeping an eye on me.

"I'll be fine Chuck. Let me have about an hour alone with him then check on me okay." I said. He smiled weakly with worry in his eyes.

"Okay but remember if he gets out of control just press the panic button they gave you." He said as he left the room. I waited for the door to slam before I turned back to the Joker. He had not budged from his position, probably because they had him cuffed to a metal chair at the ankles and strapped down at the chest.

"Dr. Grey." He said slurring his 'r'. I looked at him he was now smiling at me. His scares were still wildly present. Looking at him with out his makeup he was actually very good looking. He had beautiful features but I could see that he was still the joker under that beauty.

"Jack, how do you feel today?" I asked sitting across from him. He looked at me with hate in his eyes. A couple of days ago I got him to tell me what is real first name was. If it really is his real name. You can never tell with the joker. He looked at me not answering my question. "Well if you are going to be that way I will not reward you, Joker." I said smiling myself. He smiled back.

"I am doing fine. Samantha. Now why don't you tell me about how your day has been. Hmm." He said with a crooked smile. My face started to get hot. I knew that it was flushed.

"Fine, but we are not here to talk about me. We are here to talk about you." I said noticing that he had sort of a sad face.

"Well if you let me out of this you could help me have a better day." He said trying to sound normal but his voice real voice kept coming back.

"I could get in a lot of trouble you know that." I said really thinking about it this time. He smiled leaning over the table to me.

"We both know you want to though. We both know you long for me like a sick puppy. You are sick you know that doctor." He said still smiling. I actually did want him with that beautiful evil soul. And that body…oh how I craved for it. Every night dreaming about it. I stood up.

"Joker, I will not let your ankles go but I will let you out of the straight jacket. So you can have your hands free." I said walking around the table. I untied the strap that held him to the chair then untied the jacket. He was finally free from that coat. He stretched out his arms then smiled even wider.

"Hello my friends." He said to his hands. I smiled at his weird remark. I start to walk past him when he grabs my arm. "Don't you want to help me? Huh?" he said still smiling.

"I already helped you joker." I said but he pulled on me hard making me fall on to his lap. I tried to get my self off of him but he kept me still. I was now looking straight into his eyes with our faces centimeters away from each other.

"This would be helping me." He said as he leaned in and kissed me hard. The kiss almost was painful, but still I enjoyed it a lot. He pressed his tongue against my mouth opening it and inserting it. Now I started kissing him back moving my hands to the back of his hair. He pulled me closer and closer to him. Our bodies now became one. I started to feel his hand go up my shirt. I knew what was going to happen next and I wanted it.

I woke up hearing somebody in my room I looked around to see a nurse with Orange hair. Are nurses allowed to have that kind of hair? Looking at her up and down I noticed she had on weird looking socks and shoes. What the hell was wrong with her huh? Then she moved to the cabinet and the sun shined on her. I looked at her legs again and saw hair. Eww! She needs to learn to shave.

"Excuse me?" I said trying to sit up. When I notice that my hands are tied to the rails. I try to get them lose. "Um excuse me nurse but you need to get these off of me." After I said that she turned around revealing me a face that I remembered from before. It was the joker.

"Samantha, Samantha, Samantha. Look at you." He said coming close to me. I looked at him in shock. Was he stupid enough to show himself in public or just insane?

"Jack, why are you…" I was stopped by a striking pain on my face. He had hit me because I call him Jack instead of the Joker. I did not want to look at him now. He was so much different now then he was in Arkham. He was more cruel but why did he come to the hospital?

"Look at me." He said in a calm tone. I did not I looked at the door kind of hoping to see a nurse. No one. "Look At Me!" he yelled pulling my face toward him. I closed my eyes waiting for the next blow but nothing came. "Don't worry… you can open your eyes. I wont hurt you I promise." He now snickered. I slowly opened them to see his face closer to mine. Oh how I hated the look he gave me. Oh how I hated the way he made me feel. Was he making me go crazy so I could be like him? I could not think about that right now, I needed to get out of here.

"Joker, let me out of these things now." I said trying to get myself out. He laughed just tiny bit but enough to make me shutter.

"Shhhh…I need you to keep quiet." He said touching my lips lightly. I wanted him to take me now. Right this instant knowing that anyone could walk through that door. "Now where did I put that knife?" Oh great! He had a knife. Just what I need a blade caring Joker. And how dare he hit me. Was he mad, did he not remember how I could actually kick his ass! Because I did and I will not hold back once he lets me out of this contraption. Finally he found it and cut the straps that were holding me down. When I was finally free I took my left had and hit him. My swing must have been really hard because he fell to the floor.

"Don't you dare hit me again, Jack!" I yelled when I got out of the bed. He started to laugh ecstatically.

"Look at you go. Do you even know why I am here?" He said getting up. I did not answer I just looked at him angrily. "I need you to come with me, Samantha. You are the key to my existence right now. The key." He said now walking up to me.

"Fine but take off that stupid nursing outfit when we get to where ever you live. Okay." I said pushing him a bit. He laughed a bit then handed me an outfit. I quickly put it on so we could leave as soon as possible. "I look like a…" I was stopped by his lips urgently connecting with mine. I pushed him away from me. "Not now." I said as I opened the door.