Chapter Two.

I woke up, back in my room, the hole where Batman had pulled me up had gone. It all seemed like a dream, I hope it was. I got up out of my bed and looked through the door.
"Hey, you!" I called, a guard turned round and looked at me. "What time is it?"
"Err... Eleven Thirty, miss" He called back. How long was I out for? I walked back over to my bed to lie down, when I noticed something under my pillow. A letter.

Hi, pumpkin.
You wont remember last night, but I paid you a little visit.
I can't wait to see you when you get out, my dearest.
There's a little present under the bed for you.
J.

I looked under the bed to find a small box, it was the kind jewellery came in. What's he giving me now? I opened the smooth leather lid to find a necklace there, gold with an inscription. 'J+HQ' is all it had. How did this get here? I stuffed the necklace back in the box and hid it down my shirt.
"Miss, Harleen Quinzell?" A man holding papers came into my room. "How you feeling sweetheart?" He asked, come to think of it, my ribs did hurt a lot.
"Sore, but I'm doing fine, doctor" I replied.
"Good. How do you feel about taking a little walk?"
We walked out of the room and up to the top floor. There was no evidence of last night, but I do remember his laugh. He must have been here.
"Now, Miss Quinzell, after having you assessed, we feel that it is the right time for you to be back in the open world. We have a safe house set up for you on the east side of Gotham, away from any criminal activity. Now we ask you to stay in the safe house, for at least 2 weeks before going into the city." The doctor spoke to me. I didn't speak back, I was taking all of this in. He was right, I was being released today, and he was waiting for me. I was handed all sorts of release papers, after about 20 minutes of signing, I came to the last one. Where it stated who my personal protection officer was, to my surprise it didn't say anyone's name.
"Excuse me, but no one is going to be protecting me" I said, confused.
"That just means that there will be a moving rota." The doctor explained. Something didn't feel right.
I was taken back to my room with a small suitcase, I was able to pack up anything that I had been give during my time here, only a few things, mainly letters. I was walked to the front gate, where different doctors and psychiatrists said their goodbyes and gave me hugs.
I was then escorted to a car with tinted windows. I assume this was the car that was taking me to my safe house. We drove for a good twenty minutes before finally stopping outside a block of flats and I was handed keys and a bit of paper which read '4c', must me my flat number, I thanked the driver and headed up to my new home. Walking inside, it was fully furnished for me, with my old clothes already in drawers and food in the cupboards. A note was left for me.

We hope you find it comfortable here.
Please call us if you have any problems.
Com. Jim Gordon.

I was too busy taking everything in to notice a man stood in a dark corner of the room, standing tall and mysterious.
"I see you made it safely." He said.
"Do you like sneaking into peoples homes and scaring them?" I asked, cross about the fact he didn't so much to think as to let me know he was there.
"I'm sorry. I should have said something. Here I want you to have this." He handed me a metal box with a yellow button on it. "If you need me, I'll be here quicker that the police. Press the button and it'll send a signal straight to my bat suit."
"So it's a panic button?" I asked, feeling a little stupid.
"Essentially, yes it is." With that he ran towards the window and jumped out of it.
"Nice seeing you too Batman!" I shouted, what an ass.

It took a while to settle in, it felt like I lived here all my life, but not at all. A strange feeling. I cured up on the sofa and cried, I cried because I had lost everything and everyone I had all for some lunatic. I pulled the necklace out of my shirt and studied it, the carving was done by hand, meaning he must have done it himself. It glittered in the light, sparkling like a golden diamond. It was very sweet but I couldn't find it in myself to wear it. I took it into the bedroom and placed it on the dresser. I will never wear it but I will keep it, as it is the last sentimental thing I have from him. I took my shirt off, leaving me in only my bra and jeans, as looked at the scars, how deep they were and how ugly they looked. How could I let someone do this to me? I now know that he never loved me, not like I loved him.
Just as I started crying, there was a knock at my front door, reluctantly I went to answer it, there was nothing there but a huge box, the tag on it read 'To Miss Quinzell, We hope you're settling in okay. From GCPD' That's very thoughtful of them, I wonder what they have given me. I dragged the box into the living space, it was very heavy, so it must mean that it is as big as it looks. I let it sit there for a minute, I wanted to know what it was, but at the same time I didn't. I felt sick with nerves.
After a few minutes my nausea went away and I walked up to the box and grasped the small amount of tape that was holding the lid shut. I ripped it off and opened it. I was a slightly smaller box that was painted green, an odd colour. I removed the cardboard and carefully placed my hands on the lid of the wooden box, I hope this isn't something bad, I opened up the box and something jumped out at me, throwing me backwards and knocking my head on the coffee table, all I saw from then on was darkness.

I woke up laying on my bed, with a cold flannel upon my head. Who had put me here? I sure didn't get here myself, I managed to sit up, there was someone sat at my dresser, I couldn't tell who it was, as they had a hat and a high collar jacket on.
"Who are you?" I asked, my voice rasping.
" You'll never guess who." They replied in a familiar voice as they turned round to reveal themselves.
"How did you find me?" I screamed, reaching for the panic button in my pocket, finding it wasn't there.
"Looking for this?" He help up the metal box. "Batsy lead me to you, my dearest. Funny that, The good guy letting the bad guy know where he is."
"What are you talking about?" I yelled at him.
"Batsy has a tracking device on him, shame it only works when he is outdoors, but still good non-the-less as he lead me straight to you" He smiled wide.
"What do you want from me Joker?" I backed right up to the head of the bed.
"Why, I want you darling. I always have"
"But, I am nothing to you, worthless as you said"
"Things change, and I need you." he pounced onto the bed, dropping the metal box in front of me. "If you don't want me then let him know I am here"
I looked hesitantly at the box, not knowing what he's done to it. I kicked it to the floor.
"Mmmmm so you do want me, do you?" He laughed at me, looking me in the eyes. He crawled up to my face, his lips inches from mine. "How much do you want me, pumpkin?" He licked his lips and looked at me with his seductive eyes. "If you really want me, I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere." He got closer to my face, our noses touching each other. "Come and get me pooh"
I wanted to kiss this crazy man so much, but I know it would create tension between batman and I, also I liked the idea of secret meetings for me and the Joker, it was... sexy.
"Well baby, what you going to do?" He asked in a low tone, not looking at me.
"I-I don't know" I replied, feeling intense affection for him, my hands were trembling.
"Awe pooh, you're shaking, here let me warm you up" He placed his cold hands against mine, holding them together. I could feel my hands getting warm underneath his. He's never held me so gently before, could he have changed?
" You know what baby, I'm thinking that you'd like it a bit more if I slipped into something more comfortable" I whispered against his lips, teasing him a little. He smiled wide, I knew I had him right where I wanted him. I got up and walked into the bathroom, swaying my hips, knowing he was watching my every move. Luckily he hadn't take my phone from my pockets and I quickly moved out of sight and began a text, alerting batman of the jokers presence here. I was about to hit send before realising that I could have a bit more fun first. Standing in front of the door, where I knew he could see my shadow, I started to slip off my shirt, I heard his breath catch in his throat. I then proceeded to remove my clothing slowly, thinking of when would be a good time to alert batman. I walked out of view again, going to grab my sexiest underwear. I decided to send the text now, knowing I'd have a bit more time before they got here to make the joker vulnerable.
"Oh baby, what is taking you so long? I'm dying here" I heard joker call. I walked back into the doorway and opened it, making a sexy pose.
"How do I look Puddin'?" I asked softly.
"Delicious, my dear. Come over here and sit on daddy's lap"
I climbed onto the bed and sat on his lap, batting my eyes at him.
"I know you've told batsy I'm here, little girl" He threw me down onto the bed, holding my arms above my head. "Why did you do that!? I thought you wanted me!" He was screaming at me, tears rolling down my face. I was wrong, he didn't change. He must have realised that he had hurt me again as he scooped me up into his arms and held me, not speaking. We heard a bang on the door.
"Shit! We don't have time today my dear, I will be back for you, maybe not here, but I will find you." He placed a kiss on my head and a card down my cleavage, and with that, he was gone.
The door burst open as I hid the card he left.
"Where is he!?" Why is everyone shouting at me today? I pointed out of the window, Robin looked over the sill, we could hear a car speeding off with a very familiar laughter. Robin threw himself out of the window and shot the grapple gun. "I'll kill him!" he screamed as he moved away from the window.
"What's with him?" I looked towards Batman. He just shrugged and followed Robins lead, again I was alone. I went back into he bathroom and took off the underwear and decided a hot shower was needed. I let the water fall over me, not washing myself, wishing that joker was here with her. She had made a mistake. After sorting myself out, I climbed into my bed and curled up under the sheets. It smelled like him, I took deep breaths in, savouring the smell in her lungs. Eventually she fell asleep, dreaming of her pale white loon, of how tender and loving he was. How I wished to have him back here with her I needed him like an addict needed their drugs. He was intoxicating me, again, but I loved every minute of him being there with her, only I wished I could spend more time with him. I have to get out of this sick infatuation, he shouldn't mean a thing to me, but he is my everything. I have no one else. Please come back to me.