Thank you everyone for your helpful reviews and really showing how much you care! I really felt a lot of love for this story and since school is starting back up (which means I have internet once again!) I'm going to try to update more regularly. This is suppose to be a super intense semester but I will try my best and please feel free to offer suggestions, I have a couple of chapters already written but no where nearly as prepared (meaning already written) as I usually am so I am kind of flying right now and I started writing this quite a bit ago so really sorry! That being said hope you keep reading and enjoying!

~DFP

CHAPTER THREE

Eve sat in the interrogation room at Gotham Police Department. She was balancing in her chair with one foot strategically placed against the table. She'd sat in the same cold room for two hours. She'd decided she didn't want a lawyer seeing how she'd done nothing wrong. She was now waiting for her blood results to come back to prove she wasn't in league with the Joker.

The only door in the room opened and Commissioner Gordon walked in. "Hello Eve." He greeted sitting down opposite her.

Eve glanced up. "Come to the conclusion that you people are paranoid and I am correct?" She spat acid dripping from her words.

"You have been cleared, but understand your attire spoke for itself." He explained.

"The thugs I drugged did they say I was with them?" Eve questioned shrewdly.

"They'd never seen you before." Gordon sighed.

"So am I free to go now?" Eve asked setting the chair down on all fours before standing up.

"Have you ever seen the Joker before?" Gordon asked.

"No."

"Met him somewhere?"

"No!"

"Happen to accidentally talk to him?"

"NO!"

"Did he say why he wanted to kidnap you?" Gordon asked with a sigh.

"He said that by taking out all the good people no one would be able to compare themselves to something greater." Eve shrugged.

Gordon nodded. "He'll make another attempt on your life, you can count on it."

"I figured as much but that's life. I can't live my life in a bubble." Eve replied.

"You're free to go but if anything happens, call me." Gordon stated opening the door for her.

"Thank you commissioner, but I can take care of myself." Eve smiled walking away.

"If only it were that simple." Gordon muttered walking to his office.

Eve arrived at her company's parking lot ten minutes later. After paying for her cab she walked over to her car fishing in her purse for her keys. After unlocking the black Lamborghini she climbed into the driver's seat, shutting the door behind her.

"Let's take things nice and easy, lady. Boss wants to see you right away." A man with a clown mask over his face stated from behind her seat.

Eve felt her blood boil as she pulled out of the parking garage. On a seeming whim, she ground her foot down on the accelerator sending them flying through traffic. The speedometer was climbing at an impressive rate while the man sat in the back waving his gun and yelling.

"Slow down! Are you crazy?" He screamed.

"Are you afraid to die?" Eve asked as the Lamborghini hit 250 mph.

"I've got a gun!" The man proclaimed.

"Oh look, traffic is at a dead stop. How do you feel about being a quadriplegic?" Eve asked calmly.

"Stop! Just stop!" The man sobbed as Eve slammed on the brakes forcing the vehicle to a stop.

"You can get out if you want." Eve shrugged.

The masked male quickly exited falling over himself in the process. Eve couldn't help but giggle as she made her way home. The Joker really needed to work on his henchmen, they just don't make them like they use to!

~With the Joker~

Joker sat in the warehouse staring fixatedly at the switchblade when James walked in.

"She's nuts boss! She was going faster than you in traffic when everyone was stopped!" James exclaimed.

Joker looked up, his curiosity piqued. "She was to much for you to handle?"

"She's not afraid, boss. She's not like the others." James said shaking.

"If she's not going to crack, then why are we wasting our time?" A second male questioned walking into the room.

"We aren't wasting our time, we've just picked a harder target, Mat." A red haired man shrugged.

"Justin is correct, we need to focus on more difficult goals." Joker said standing.

"Why her though? She ain't anything special!" A female voice grouched.

"She's a figure of society, Betsy." Justin explained.

"Still, I don't see why we need her." Betsy huffed tossing her blond curls.

"She's smart." Joker stated flipping the blade of his knife out.

"I'm smart." Betsy pouted.

"Compared to her, Bets, you're nothing." James chuckled.

"Everyone calm down, you're giving me a headache." Justin growled.

"Since James couldn't do the job alone, we'll have to pay Miss Phoenix a personal visit." Joker stated with an insane laugh.

The group dispersed and Joker made his way up the stairs to his room. With a sigh, he closed and locked the door, leaning against it for a moment to catch his breath. The room was nice for having once been an office. It was complete with a bed and desk. Joker picked up the laptop that had been sitting on the desk and brought it over to the bed. Flipping it on, he laid down on his stomach to continue his research on Eve. He'd found the company website and, on a fluke, he'd clicked on a side link that'd sent him to Eve Phoenix's profile. Of course, he'd only found this after he'd attacked the company being it was to late to correct his mistake.

Joker scrolled down and began clicking through the many pictures of Eve with other people…more like other men…particularly rich attractive men. Joker groaned in defeat, it was hopeless. One photo was of Eve with Bruce Wayne both holding scissors as they cut a red ribbon. Joker's eyes trailed lustfully over her voluptuous form until he read the captions on the bottom.

'Billionaire Playboy with new Pet Phoenix cutting opening ribbon." Joker snarled in disgust as he clicked further down the page.

"Damn reporters can't keep the truth correctly to save their lives." Joker growled. "What's this?" A small emblem in the right hand corner that looked to be an envelope suddenly caught his attention. He clicked on it and a blank page popped up on the screen. "Email Eve?" Joker read aloud. He smiled and began typing.

Eve stepped out of the sunken in-floor seashell shaped bathtub. She snagged a fluffy tan towel and dried off. The phone rang in the next room and, after securing the towel around her body; Eve quickly went to find the device.

"Hello?" Eve greeted.

"Eve, how are you?" Bruce's charismatic tone filtered over the line.

"Me? Oh, I'm fine. Other than the heading under our picture from the opening ribbon ceremony." Eve stated in an acidic tone as she walked back to her room.

"I thought we agreed it was a hacker?" Bruce murmured reaching for a red tie.

"It's my company's website, Bruce!" Eve exclaimed ruffling through the many drawers of her wardrobe.

"I know we aren't officially dating Eve, but I was wondering if you wanted to go out to dinner." Bruce offered smoothly.

"I was almost kidnapped by the Joker's goons, Bruce, I think I'll have to pass." Eve sighed tiredly slipping on a pair of comfy black sweatpants.

Bruce stopped at her words and his face momentarily contorted in rage. "I'm so stupid! Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, Bruce. There's nothing you could have done. It's not like you're Batman." Eve scoffed moving the phone away from her head to slip on a matching black tank top.

"Do you need anything?" Bruce asked gently.

"No, I'm going to check my email and go to sleep." Eve replied as she turned on her laptop.

"Okay, just be careful." Bruce sighed.

"Goodnight Bruce." Eve said before hanging up the phone. "What a day!" She exclaimed flopping down on her bed.

"One new message." Her email spoke.

"Joy divine." Eve grumbled as she clicked on the unopened envelope. "Joe Ker? Oh you have got to be kidding me." She sighed as she began reading the email.

Hello Darling Eve,

We should be talking face to face right now but because you scared James, I'm left to email. Interesting picture perhaps your parents should have named you Aphrodite instead of Eve, all those men in your life. Should I be jealous? I'll be prepared in the future, I had no idea females could be so sly. You've made a mistake, Eve; you've captured my attention. I wonder if you will fail humanity like your namesake or if you could save Gotham from burning. Sleep well Eve, tomorrow will prove a busy day.

Enthusiastically Yours,

Joe Ker

Eve scoffed. "Egotistical much?" She shut off the laptop deciding to take Joker's advice and go to sleep. Unfortunately, the night was just beginning.