Disclaimer: I don't own Batman, though if I did I'd make him my slave...same with the Joker. I dig the green hair lol.

Tanya sat with her head on the back of the couch and eyes closed, she was opening her empathy again. Curiosity, amusement, malice, glee. Tanya opened her eyes and her breath caught. Walking towards her was a tall man, or at least tall to her. He had to be at least 6'3", with her being only 5' flat he towered over her. But it wasn't his height that had made her freeze, no, it was the deep purple suit that led up to the orange vest, and green cravat. That also led up to bone white skin, strong jaw and a wide, crimson lipped; ear to ear grin. Intense forest green eyes peered at her from thick shapely brows and it was all topped off with a head of dark, hunter green hair. "Holy shit." She breathed. "I'm about to be accosted by a walking wet dream." He faltered in his step and stared at her. He almost gaped but quickly burst in a fit of laughter. "Oh, Ha, you're rich. Hee, wow Harl, we got a novel one here." Harley glared at her from over his shoulder and took his arm in hers. "Yeah puddin' she's Reeeaal unique."

Tanya held her tied hands up defensively. "Heeey. I know Harley hun. Looky but don't touchy." Tanya then looked at her hands. "Um...heh. Do ya think I could have my hands untied please? My ribs are pretty banged up and I need to survey the damage." She tried to look as if she was very uncomfortable and shifted in her seat. She bat her eyes at the tall purple suited man. "Pleeease? With honey and sugar and a cyanide pie on top?" He gave a short laugh and nodded. "Harley, untie her." The blond, still glaring went over and started undoing the knot that kept her hands bound. "He's mine." she whispered to Tanya. She smiled softly at Harley, "I know. It's ok , I won't try anything." 'Yet.' came the thought a split second later.

When the ropes were off Tanya flexed her fingers a bit to get the circulation flowing again. "Much better, thanks Harl. And thank you too, uh...Mr. J?" She glanced up at the couple and smiled. "Excuse me. First things first." She hiked up her black sleeveless, feux collar spandex shirt and inspected her side. Purple, green and yellow bruises mottled the flesh and she nearly winced at the sight. "Now pay attention kiddies, I'm only gonna do this once." She muttered Tanya only glanced up for a second when she heard Mr. J chuckle a bit as she slowed her breathing and recreated what she did in the trunk of the car. Only this time she kept her eyes open and focused on her hands and the bruises. Slowly but surely her hands glowed the same teal color and the bruises started to fade. She slowly muttered to herself though, soft enough that the words couldn't be made out. "Lady of creation bless this your humble child, let this body ne'er be hampered by the toxins of this world. Let me be immune to all disease and poison that may come my way. This I Pray you." She wasn't stupid, she knew exactly what her new purple clad friend's usual method of killing people was. And she wasn't going to take the chance of getting gassed. Her hands flashed a brilliant red for a moment and she felt a tingling rush run through her body. She blinked at the flash of red, a bit surprised. She hadn't expected that to really work, but hey, if she could heal like this with her Craft. Why wouldn't this work too?

The bruises were gone, and she had confidence that her ward against poisons would hold. Sighing she looked up at the couple and gave a sweet grin. "There, all better. Much more effective then a band-aid don't 'cha think?" Mr. J clapped slowly. "Wow, what a light show. That was pretty neat. Can you do that on any wound? Or does it only work on bruises? heh" Tanya scratched the back of her head. "Well...to tell the truth I could probably mend anything. My rib had been broken and I had healed it while in the trunk of your car." she was smiling sheepishly and slightly laughing. Harley looked a little ticked. "Wait! You mean you could have just WALKED in here with me but you played dummy and made me carry you? Grrr!" Harley was advancing on Tanya with her fingers curved into claws. She was ready to strangle the new girl and Tanya didn't have to use her empathy to know the Blond was furious. "Heeey Harley. Ease up. I didn't mean any harm by it. Uh...Mr...J? Mister Joker sir can you call off your Henchwench please?" She was scooting away from the advancing woman as much as she could on the couch.

"Hmm, you already know who I am eh? It seems my reputation precedes me, again. HEH! Harley?" The blond turned to her green haired companion.

"Yes puddin'?"

"DOWN!"

The other woman ducked out of reflex and she made a soft 'eep!' sound. "Yes puddin'."

Harley backed off and Tanya gave a breath of relief. "Thanks." He grinned at her and flopped down next to her. "Well, I saved your biscuits now why don't you tell me who you are and...WHY THE HELL YOU FELL ON MY CAR!!" He loomed over her and she almost wished it was Harley so close by again. "Um...well...I don't know! I don't even know how I got here, You're not even suppose to exist!" He blinked, his anger forgotten. "Eeexcuse me? Come again?"

Tanya took a deep breath and tried to center herself. 'Moirael I could really use some help here!'

Inside her mind she could feel her demoness stir. 'Yes mistress, what do you require of me? Oooh who's the HUNK!?'

Tanya resisted the urge to roll her eyes. 'It's THE Joker. Look, I'll explain later just...' She was interrupted by Moirael's voice. 'Say no more, I know what to do with someone as unstable as he is near by. I'll calm the area. His emotional torrent is yummy. It's just a good thing for you that I'm not your run of the mill succubus girly.'

As soon as Moirael had finished Tanya felt a rush of calmness wash over her. She smiled serenely at the Joker. "I said, you aren't suppose to exist. It seems that I have been thrown into another universe. Where I'm from, you are merely a comic book character. Possibly one of the most interesting and amusing and damn funniest villain in the galaxy. But a comic book character none the less. My name's Tanya by the way." He sat back from her. A look of confusion on his face, she figured he was fighting the aura of calm she was eluding. Or at least trying. Finally he shrugged and smiled at her. It wasn't his usual manacle grin. It seemed softer, somehow.

Harley looked between the two, she was also quite confused but pretty relieved that the Joker hadn't killed Tanya quite yet. Tanya tucked her feet underneath her. "Finding it a little hard to accept Mr. Joker?" He waved a hand at her, he was sitting back on the couch looking quite relaxed. "Sure sure, you're from another dimension. Well I have heard of stranger things happening." Tanya smiled but it quickly fell as she saw smoke starting to billow in from a far off doorway. "Um...Harley? Whatever you're cooking its burning!" The blond looked over at the smoky doorway and cursed. "SHIT!!" She sprinted for the door and Tanya started laughing. "That...her reaction was just too cute! Hahaha" The Joker joined in with her. He obviously agreed and Tanya struggled to calm herself down. "She probably charcoaled your dinner you know." Joker shrugged. "Yeah, she's no Emril Lagasi THAT'S for sure."

Tanya grinned again. "Thanks for not killing me right out." The Joker waved a hand in the air. "Eh, I figured could always off you later. Right now you've been pretty amusing."

Harley walked in covered in soot and looking rather shamefaced. "Um...puddin'? Can we just order out for pizza?" Tanya took one look at her and collapsed in a fit of giggles. "Oh gods! Okay, okay can't breathe. Whoo!" She was still giggling and the Joker was looking at her with a lopsided smile. "My, my, it looks as if I wont have to gas you myself. All we'd have to do is get Harley to look ridiculous and you'd do all the work for me." Tanya grinned at him, "Funny. Hey let me untie my feet I'll go in and cook. I can guarantee that I'm a hell of a lot better then she is. It's the least I can do for you for letting me live and all." The Joker rubbed his chin in thought then shrugged, "What the heck. Why not?" Tanya smiled appreciatively and began undoing the knots binding her feet. Soon she was up and about and turned to the Joker extending a hand.

A.N. I have some of these chapters already written out but I'm trying to be slow in releasing them cause real life gets in the way sometimes and I need breathing space. Please let me know what you think of this? Yeah I know she seems kinda mary-sueish but I'm tryin my best to not make her as such. Flames will be only used to feed hells fire. So dont bother, but constructive criticism is appreciated.