Longest chapter yet! Woohoo!

It was three days after I had seen Jack murder the young girl on our kitchen table. Jack had left right after we had sex and he hadn't come home yet. I was standing at the counter, still in my pajamas, eating a bowl of cheerios. I refused to sit at the table. It was early, only about 8:00, when I felt a pair of arms circle my waist. I jumped as Jack nuzzled his face into my neck. "Good morning, beauty-full," he said happily.

"Hi, you scared me. I missed you," I said sincerely. Despite the awkward circumstances, we were together.

"I missed you too," Jack said and nipped my jaw. I giggled and turned around to face him. Ah, this was the way I liked it. He had no make-up on and I could see just the man I loved, not the mass murderer that terrorized Gotham. He was actually quite handsome, something most people would find hard to believe. And his eyes. He had these green eyes that were so dark they looked almost black.

I linked my hands behind his neck. "So did you do anything interesting while you were gone?" I asked sweetly, not wanting to anger him with a possibly touchy subject. Apparently things had gone his way the past few days because he gave one of his famous Joker laughs.

"As a matter of fact, I played with the bat man. I crashed Dent's party and threw a girl off the roof. I think he saved her, or whatever, but I am just getting started on breaking him," he said excitedly. I forced what I hoped was a convincing smile. Obviously near death experiences were not my cup of tea. Jack was getting more and more violent in his plots for chaos. Usually a few mobsters were taken out, but they were just as bad as him, so what did it really matter? This newfound killing of innocent bystanders was not sitting well with me. I didn't want to ruin the moment though, so I decided not to tell him that yet.

"Well, I'm glad you're happy sweetie," I said standing on tiptoe so I could kiss him. Jack tightened his arms around me and kissed me back hard.

"I love you, Em," he said when we parted. Whoa! A really good mood was necessary to make him say that. As I said, Jack and I had been together for five months and I had only heard him say that maybe twice until now.

"I love you too," I replied feeling lightheaded as my limbs turned to jelly. Jack kissed me again, but much more forcefully, pushing his tongue into my mouth. Jack bent down, our lips still locked, and slid his hands behind my thighs. He picked me up so I was straddling him.

Just then one of Jack's henchmen came into the room. "Boss? Oh!" He said, startled at our position.

"Get out, I'm busy!" Jack mumbled, never breaking the kiss.

"Say no more!" the goon said, backing out of the room. We broke for air and Jack started kissing my neck.

"Hey don't get rid of that guy. I like him," I said breathlessly.

"Don't think about him, think about me," Jack said against my neck. He carried me back to our bedroom where we repeated the events that had happened before he left three days ago.

When we were finished, I lay curled up against his left side. His arm was around my shoulders and he was running his fingers through my hair. We didn't say anything. We didn't have to. I knew he loved me and he knew I loved him. It was a strange predicament, but we were happy. At least we were for the moment.

Okay, so I know the Joker is a little out of character right now. But don't worry, his dark side will come out very soon! And this story does have a plotline that will really start in like a chapter or two.