Authors Note:

My First Dark Knight fanfic. I hope you all like it. The characters don't belong to me. They belong to DC Comics.

Summary: It's been two weeks since the Joker has been taken to jail and it's been two weeks since Rachel Dawes has been in hiding. When the Joker escapes and finds out she is alive, the Joker makes a new plan involving Miss. Dawes. Joker/Rachel. Takes place after Dark Knight.

Chapter 1:

"Look at him, Billy. Popping his deformed lip again like it was some type of chewing gum! I want him out of my sight!"

The Commissioner shouted at his colleague Billy Higgins who sat on a tall wooden stool in the darkness behind the interrogation room. The Commissioner turned on the microphone slowly and wiped away the sweat that had previously formed on his fore head.

Gordon sighed into the microphone and then said as calmly as he could "You hear that Joker? I want you out! Now! Out of my sight!" Gordon slammed his fists onto the table where the microphone rested. He inhaled and exhaled slowly trying to forget that the Joker was in the interrogation room in front of him.

In a matter of a second, the Joker popped his lip once more and exploded into a fit of laughter. The Commissioner rolled his eyes, flipped off the microphone, and walked as quickly as he could into the interrogation room and slammed the door locked behind him.

"What are you laughing at?" Gordon yelled so loudly at the 'creature' in front of him that his ears might of bled if he wasn't so angry. The Joker muttered through his forever-plastered grin "Should I write to you when I'm gone?"

Gordon bit his lip hard and then muttered angrily "It's been two weeks, Joker! 14 days! Do the math yourself! And in those two weeks all the guards on duty have quit because of you!"

The Joker raises his left eyebrow at this. How come he wasn't aware of this? He laughs again and then says dramatically "Well, that's 'cuz I'm so much gosh darn fun! Those coffee drinkers can't handle me. You know what they say Commissioner, hmmm? Coffee is for the weak, and that's exactly what your no good cop friends are; weak."

"Shut up and listen to me, Joker!" The Commissioner starts, breathes and then continues "Half the city is destroyed because of you! You took Gotham's White Knight and destroyed all of him!"

The Joker runs his tongue along his bottom lip before raising his handcuffed hands in the air and asks confused "Me? I didn't do anything. What did you do? Or didn't do, I should ask. Not get to his fair Maiden in time?"

Gordon's feet tense at the mention of Rachel Dawes. She was such a nice girl; too innocent to deserve the fate that she had been given. Suddenly, a new type of hatred formed inside the Commissioner as he yelled "Leave Rachel out of this!"

"Right, that was beautiful's name, now I remember." The Joker suddenly pops his lip again, sighs and mutters through clenched teeth "Shall we take a moment to remember all the good things she's done?" The Joker pauses for a few seconds, shakes his head in disapproval and whispers, "Oh well, I've got nothing".

Gordon's eyes go wide from shock and he mutters quickly "Rachel was a good person…." The Joker raises his hands and shakes his handcuffs in a signal for the Commissioner to stop speaking. He then says radically "Okay, okay…see, there's no such thing as good people. Just people who follow the rules, and people who don't. And then there's others like me, who have their own rules…"

"…Yeah, the freaks." Commissioner Gordon interrupts the Joker's long speech with a smart remark. The Joker clears his throat at this interruption and continues as if it never occurred "…. Doll face followed the rules, but once I put my hands on her at that party, she hit me hard, you see what I mean? That's not following the rules. That wasn't very lady-like at all."

Gordon shakes his head and then rubs his temples in dismay. He then walks over to the darkened window and bangs on it furiously while shouting "Billy! Billy!" Startled off his stool, Billy rises off of it and turns on the microphone and asks into it "Yes, sir"?

The Commissioner stops banging on the window and rubs his head while saying angrily "Get me some aspirin!" Billy's blue eyes watch the Commissioner rub his head and Gordon shouts nervously "Was the word 'tomorrow' in my last statement? Come on! Now! Let's go!"

"Move like your balls just dropped" the Joker adds while chuckling his high-pitched chuckle. Gordon turns around to face the clown whose make-up has become so dry it now looks like part of his skin.

The Commissioner takes a few steps towards the 'freak' while asking extremely shocked "Did you just speak to him"? The Joker gives Gordon a quite absent minded look before asking rhetorically "Why? Is speaking to that cop forbidden, hmmm? Because if you forgot, Commissioner; freedom of speech is in the American code. Is it n…"

"For you, it's not…" Gordon interrupts suddenly aware of his gun on his belt. If only he could use it against him, if only he could shoot the son of a bitch where he deserves it!

And his thoughts were interrupted by the Joker's shrill voice "Oh, because I'm so special?" It was spoken more like a direct statement then a question, Gordon noted. He sighed to himself and then spoke back to the freak "Yes, e-specialy, crazy!"

"I'm not crazy, I'm not. Crazy. I'm not" the Joker mutters softly more to himself then to anyone else. Suddenly, Commissioner Gordon sighs and wonders out loud "Where the hell is Billy? I swear if he's not back in 1 minute, I am going to kill him"!

The Joker laughs at this and says coldly "It's all the coffee and donuts he eats, Cop. It's slowing him down, I told you that what he is…. weak". Gordon rolls his eyes and gets closer to the Joker and stares down at him while shouting "Your not crazy? You stupid son of a bitch?"

The Joker chuckles and says casually "Don't talk about Mommy that way". And then he bursts into more laugher as Gordon bends down to catch eyesight with him. The Commissioner says heatedly "All of Gotham knows what you are! A lunatic! A freak! And what are you going to do about it now? Huh, you…you…."

"You got some paper?" The Joker asks nonchalantly. Gordon shakes his head to mean 'no way am I giving you anything'.

"How about a pencil? I can show you a magic trick". The Joker actually smiles and then Gordon gets up and takes a few steps back while replying "No thanks, Houdini. How about you just sit there and entertain me with your singing? Would you like to…."

"…What would you like me to sing? 'I love you, you love me'. I've been hearing Barney's your favorite artist." Abruptly, the Jokers laugh fills the interrogation room.

Gordon rubs his temples and shouts "Shut the fuck up, you freak"!

The Joker stops laughing and licks his lips before saying sourly "Well, that's not very nice. Didn't Barney ever teach you not to use foul language?"

And when Commissioner Gordon thought Billy Higgins had fallen off the edge of the earth he walks into interrogation room with a box of aspirin and a glass of water. Gordon takes the box and rips it open while saying, "Talk to Judge Smith! I want this lunatic out! Now!"

Billy nods and leaves the interrogation room as the Commissioner swallows one of the aspirins. The Joker pops his top lip and says "Oh, goody, cop. Where are you going to take me? Barney's play house?" The Commissioner takes his glass of water and throws it all over the Joker's dried up face make up.

He then says, "Get rid of that make up, clown. Your starting to look like a bad Easter egg". He pauses, sighs, and watches as the Jokers eyes flutter open from the shock of the water. Commissioner Gordon then says lightly "Your going to a mad house. I don't care what the judge says. Your going!"

- - - -

"Miss. Dawes…." Frank Harrison mutters softly to the brunette standing in front of him. "Miss. Dawes?" He says again, quite worried about her. He flicks her arm and the woman in front of him turns around quickly and says apologetically "I'm sorry...I didn't hear you…"

"Thinkin' 'bout that Harvey man again, Rachel?" Frank interrupts her apology with a question. Rachel Dawes nods, and Frank notices that she has tears in her eyes. Rachel begins again "Yes, but now, I'm not. Is there anything you need me to do?"

Frank clears his throat and his eyes drop down to the tray he is carrying while saying "Yes, that's why I hired you, right?" Rachel smiles and takes the tray from his hands while he explains, "Take these plates to table 27, now."

Rachel Dawes sighs and whispers, "I haven't been nice enough to you, Frank. You and your wife saved my life. You gave me a home, a job…." Frank bits his lip and says jokingly "Yes, and I could take away that job just as easily. Now, go, table 27".

Rachel Dawes nods as Frank walks towards the kitchen to turn on the television set. A few minutes later Rachel walks into the kitchen and yells to the staff "Table 4 wants more bread sticks!" She breathes for a second walks towards Frank who is watching the television intently and asks "What's the time?"

Frank shakes his head in response and then mutters "Sweet Jesus." He grabs the remote off the coffee table next to him and turns up the volume to the breaking news broadcast. Miss. Dawes turns her head to the television set as the anchor starts "Breaking News is just in. The criminal mastermind, the Joker, escaped custody today after Commissioner Gordon suggested he go to a mental hospital. This is a warning for the people living in the Emington area for that is where police say he was last heading to. More information tonight at 11."

Rachel's mouth drops open from the surprise, the anger and the fear that has just filled her body. She suddenly says loudly "Emington? You mean, where we are? What if…he finds me? What if…." Frank interrupts her by grabbing her arm and forcing her out of the kitchen.

He sighs and whispers, "Rachel, I thought you were smarter than that! He thinks your dead! Gotham thinks your dead, remember? You go by as Maria now? How can he find you? He doesn't care about you anymore, he cares about Batman". Rachel nods and wipes away her tears realizing that there was no possibility that the Joker could find her.

- - - - -

It was midnight and Rachel finally changed out of her waitress uniform and now she stands outside on the curb. Frank is beside her trying to convince her to stay a few more hours because he doesn't think the city is safe at this time at night.

"No, no, Frank. I appreciate it from the bottom of my heart, I really do. But I have to go home and sleep. I am so tired. I've got an early shift tomorrow at the Coffee Emporium and I need at least a few hours of sleep to get me through tomorrow."

Frank clears his throat and whispers back nervously "Fine, Miss. Dawes. Alice and I will see you at home." He starts to walk away just as Rachel starts shouting "Taxi" at the height of her voice.

- - -

"Where to?" The cab driver burps while he squishes his Beer can between his hands and the steering wheel. A gun suddenly is cocked and a strange voice says from behind him "To Hell". The Joker pulls his trigger back and shoots the drunken taxi driver directly in the head.

He laughs and then says lightly "Hasn't anyone ever told you not to drink and drive?" He licks his bottom lip and pushes the dead body out the car, slams the car door closed and drives off mumbling "I love my job...I love my job…. I love it!"

- - - - -

Miss. Rachel Dawes rubs her shoulders hoping the friction between her hands and her jacket will create heat. She suddenly stretches her hands up high in the air and shouts "Taxi! Taxi!" at the vehicle driving past her.

- - -

The Joker stops the taxi, and looks in his side mirror at the woman standing on the street. He smiles, licks his lips and says to himself "Well, I don't know how you got out of that one beautiful, but I am going to find out". He suddenly drives backwards towards Miss. Dawes and then stops the car near her.

The Joker turns his head to find the real cab drivers hat lying there. He smiles, and puts it on his head, just as the door opens in the back and then slams closed. "Stamp Field Park and step on it." The Joker steps on the gas pedal and thinks to himself "Well, well, beautiful. This is going to be interesting".

Authors Note:

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