It is storming like you would not believe here! Gosh I couldn't sleep, so... yay! A new chapter. This story will not be very long and I imagine I will be finishing it within the next chapter. Maybe I'll write an epilogue or something. I don't know, I guess its up to whatever way the wind blows me.

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Olivia grew worried. Elliot hadn't returned yet, and it had been nearly three hours since he left. He wasn't answering his phone either. She was currently in his room. She missed him. She wanted to tell him how sorry she was and explain everything from the beginning like she should've. She buried herself in the covers wanting to his from everything until her got back and she could fix this mistake. She leaned back onto his pillow inhaling his scent; she closed his eyes and remembered. She remembered every night together, every word, every touch. Her fingertips touched her lips gently as she remembered the kiss. Their first kiss, and she had acted like her had hurt her. In reality she was just afraid, afraid of losing everything if she took a chance on something real. Olivia took a deep breath opening her eyes and letting the moisture that had collected there leak out. Standing, she wiped her eyes. She was going to find Elliot herself.

Sneaking down the hallway, thunder bellowed in her ears, and lighting flashed. The rain was pelting against the large windows that adorned the house. She got to the front hall and slipped into her shoes, shoving her cell in her pocket and her gun into her holster. She pulled the closet open to remove her coat when a strong hand pushed it shut. Olivia turned and stared into Bruce's harsh gaze.

"What do you think you're doing?" He asked harshly.

Olivia yanked the door open and grabbed her coat, shrugging it over her shoulders. "I'm going to find Elliot. He can't be too far."

"No, you're not." Bruce objected. "They are out there looking for you, and going out there by yourself is foolish. You may be a cop, but that won't stop them and you know it. Let me go look."

"I don't care, I have to find him." Olivia opened the front door, "And I'm sure you have better things to do. I need to do this by myself. I don't need you."

Bruce looked down as the door slammed and her sharp words echoed through his mind.

Olivia had been searching for nearly an hour. Her clothes were soaked through and her hair was plastered to her face. Her mascara was running and she wasn't sure if it was from the rain or her tears. She was frustrated and cold and scared. The streets were eerily empty for this time of night.

She leaned against a brick wall and sank to the concrete, burying her face in her arms.

"Someone looks upset." A voice said from above her, as she heard the sound of a gun being cocked. "Stand up slowly."

Olivia stood, trying to decided what to do. A man in a black ski mask stood holding her at gun-point. She glanced quickly down at her gun, wondering if she could draw it before he shot her. Her chances, she decided, were slim to none.

"What you doing out here all alone, baby?" The words dripped off the man's tongue into her ears as he stepped closer, the barrel of the gun pressed under her chin, and his mouth at her ear.

She didn't say a word, and stood as still as possible.

"Not going to answer are we?" he laughed.

"I don't think that's any of your business." A separate voice said, this time female.

The man suddenly dropped to the floor as a cloud of pink smoke surrounded them.

Olivia looked to the right, meeting the eyes of a woman with flaming red hair and a dark green mini dress.

The woman laughed. "What? No, thank-you, Livvie?"

"I don't have time for this, Ivy. I'm looking for someone." She growled pushing past her and continuing down the street. The rain had stopped.

"Does this someone by any chance have brown hair, pretty blue eyes, and go by the name, Elliot?" Ivy asked laughing.

Olivia turned on her heel and marched back to Ivy. "Where is he?"

"I dunno." The woman in green sang, "Maybe I could help you find him?"

"Why did you take him?" Olivia demanded.

"Just helping out a friend." Came Ivy's simple reply.

Olivia bit her lip, "Take me to him."

Elliot paced the room he was in. It was dark with a small window on the wall furthest from the door. The room was maybe 10 X 12 feet with a concrete floor and walls. She had taken his cell, wallet and gun. Leaving him in just a black button down and his jeans. He stopped at sat on a small cot against the back wall, just under the window. Closing his eyes, he rested his elbows on his knees and let his head fall into his hands. His mind slipped to Olivia and their fight. He wondered if that would be the last time he ever saw her, and instantly regretted it. He missed her. The door to the room swung open and Elliot swore he was dreaming because who else, but Olivia ran through it. She feel to her knees in front of him and cupped his face, examining him carefully.

"Are you okay? Did they hurt you?" She asked franticly searching for wounds.

Elliot blinked, "Olivia?"

"Yeah, El. It's me." She said softly

"Where am I. Why am I here?" he asked .

Olivia licked her lip and sat beside him on the cot, taking his hand in hers. "If I'm not correct, ivy kidnapped you as a favor to Harley."

Elliot looked at her confused, "The girl from the bar?"

Olivia nodded, "yes, Ivy said she was helping a friend. Harley and Ivy have been friends since before I can remember."

"Why would she want me."

"What you gotta understand El is that Harley is, well, she's a pawn. She's in love with the Joker and does whatever he wants. She does his dirty work for him." Olivia explained"So the Joker wanted me?" He asked lacing his fingers through hers.

"The Joker doesn't want you. He wanted to kidnap you, knowing that I'd come after you." She looked down.

Elliot cupped her face, forcing her to meet his eyes with her own. "The Joker wanted you."

Olivia's eyes began to water. "Yes, and no. The Joker wants Batman and he knows that Batman will come for me, no matter what." Elliot looked confused. "El, I grew up here. Bruce's parents looked after me, my mother was in New York, and obviously not qualified to take care of me. Bruce's mom knew mine before her rape, and stepped in as a guardian. Bruce and I were inseparable, but one night Bruce's parents were murdered- he changed When he was older, he became a vigilante of sorts, and I fell in love." She shrugged, "I had always loved him, but seeing him so passionate and caring and mysterious- I couldn't help myself. However I didn't just give my heart to Bruce that day, I gave it to the hero of Gotham."

Elliot interrupted, "You're telling me Bruce Wayne is Batman?" Olivia nodded. "You dated Batman?" Olivia nodded again. "Where does the Joker fit in to all of this?"

Olivia took a deep breath. "I don't know how, but he found out about us, and he kidnapped me. He almost killed me when Bruce finally saved me, and sent the Joker to Arkham Asylum. After I recovered, Bruce told me he couldn't love me, because it interfered with his ability to protect Gotham. He broke my heart and I moved to New York." She paused. "The Joker knows Bruce will come after me for the same reason I came after you. Bruce is in love with me, but, Elliot, I'm in love with you."

Elliot brushed tears from her cheeks with the pad of his thumb. "Please don't cry."

"El, when you kissed me, I didn't mean to run out, I was just afraid. I don't want to get hurt again, because I fell in love with someone who didn't love me back." Her voice was soft and pained.

Elliot cupped her face, "Olivia you don't have to worry about that, because I'm in love with you. I love you so much, there's no way I could ever not love you back."

Brown eyes met blue ones to find them just as wet as hers were. Elliot leaned closer to Olivia and tentatively placed his lips over hers. The kiss was soft and sweet and lasted only a few moments before they pulled back slightly, smiling at each other.

"Well isn't that just the sweetest?" A voice sneered, cackling as its owner crossed the room to them.

Elliot pulled Olivia closer into his side.

The man stopped and laughed, "Remember me?"

Olivia looked at the Joker with hate in her eyes. "Unfortunately."

The Joker smiled, smoothing his hair back. "Livvie, you haven't changed much, have you?" His laughs echoed once more throughout the room, "Aside from your new figure, of course. I'm sure Batty enjoys that don't he!" The Joker laughed pulling a knife from his jacket. "Why so serious?" He laughed his evil laugh before, grabbing Olivia's arm and yanking her from Elliot's grasp.

Elliot immediately went to strangle the Joker, when the Joker held the knife to Olivia's throat. Elliot stopped dead in his tracks.

"That's what I thought Loverboy." The Joker laughed, stroking Olivia's face with the blade. "You and Batty in love with her! Ha! What an opportune circumstance! But you know Livvie, I understand what's it like to be irresistible." He smoothed his hair back again. "This was, of course, before I got these scars! Everyone loved me, but then I had an accident and they all left. Turns out they didn't love me at all, not really." He smiled. "I'll be your pal and help ya out! Let's see if they all love you, even with your face all scared up."

The Joker laughed and placed the knife-point on the corner of her mouth.

Olivia looked at Elliot, standing there helplessly. Tears stung her eyes.

Suddenly the back wall blew open and a dark figure leapt in, its dark voice, growling. "Let her go."

There it is! Haha. I was really nervous about the Joker's lines. If you haven't guessed it yet, this story is mostly centered around Elliot, Olivia, and Bruce. Anyways, please comment and tell me what you think, or any suggestions you might have. I'm open to them. Feel free to do pretty much whatever you want! lol The more random the better! haha.

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