Dear Barbara

Can ya guess who is writing to ya? No, not that lying bastard Theo, or his annoying sister what's her face, and definitely not your precious little detective.

It's me! Jerome! Remember that ginger guy with the crazy laugh who was stabbed in the neck? Who am I kidding? Of course you remember me! I'm not easy to forget

Now my dear, you are probably very confused. You know with a 'dead men' writing to you and everything, it's a pretty long story. All I'm gonna say is that there is this magical place called Indian Hill where dreams come true!

But, that isn't why I write to you. The reason I want to write to you, is well it's kinda hard to say, but my dear Barbara, my queen I must admit you're a thief! You stole something from me that I know you'll never give me back.

My heart.

Yes, gorgeous you have stolen my heart. Something I never intended on, but couldn't help from happening. I fell for you the moment I saw you walk into Arkham, your beauty and grace stunned me. I never seen a creature so flawless, well beside myself of course ;)

I knew we shared some sorta bond, kinda like we are kindred spirits. When I looked into your beautiful ocean blue eyes I could almost see myself in them. In you, Barbara

I loved you, I still do. Even when you immediately dismissed me when I went to talk to you, even when you were with freaking Theo or Tabitha. Even when you watched me die, and didn't even shed one tear…

I love you Barbara,I will love you all my life and when I die (again) I will still love you through eternity and beyond.

Even though I know my affections aren't returned, I know you love your pretty boy detective. It was obvious, but he isn't right for you. I was hoping you'd notice that he doesn't understand you like I do, that he will never love you like I do. He doesn't see your beauty, he only sees a crazy women who is nothing, but a problem to him. I see who you truly are, I know you aren't crazy. You're free, you're happy, you're you. Beautiful, sexy, hilarious, badass, amazing, you.

And I know we shall meet again, we are meant to. But until then, I will still pine for you. Always keeping you in mind, and I hope it is not to much to ask for, but for you sometimes spare a few moments and think of me?

Goodbye for now Barbara, the light of my life, the captor of my heart, my soul mate, my love, and my queen. This isn't the last you'll hear of me.

yours truly , ginger.

XXXXXXXXXXX

An: Hello! sorry if Jerome seemed too romantic in this fic, but it just kinda happened when I was writing. Anyways, this is a little book of barome one shots. If you have any requests send it to my tumblr Baromeshippers. But, if you do have a request and don't have a tumblr just send it to me on here. It' s just more likely i'll see it on tumblr. Anyways thank you for reading!