Disclaimer- I do not the DC Characters. Nor will I ever. But Phoebe is my creation!

-Conflicted Heart-

"See…" he paused and leaned in toward me. My legs felt like they were going to melt out from under me as he leaned in closer. "I'm a man of my word." He said in a husky voice.

He paused for dramatic affect and suddenly locked into a passionate kiss. He slowly put his arms around my waist. I started to lift my arms to put them around his neck but he suddenly pulled his head away and whispered in my ear, "I decided I'll keep you".

He then opened the door and walked in, but before he closed it he said, "By the way, if you go to the second door after this hallway that's your room. There's a shower in there and I put one of my outfits on the bed. It'll be a little bit big…but it will have to work until we can make a trip to your apartment and get you your clothes. Oh! And I put your clothes in the wash", and with that being said he closed the door separating him and my conflicted heart.

The whole time I was in the shower all I could think about was what had just happened. Did he really like me or was he just playing with my heart? Did he care about me or was he just going to take my heart and crush it when a certain time came? I couldn't settle on wether this was wrong or right. As my thoughts started to wander it hit me. They were all probably talking about it in there right now. Were they going to give me funny looks when they saw me again? I started to get nervous but figured that they probably had no clue as to what had happened…I hoped.

When I had finished blow drying my hair I walked into the bedroom and took a second look at the clothes that he had laid out for me. It was one of the suits that he usually wore when he wasn't in Arkham Asylum. I held the shirt up to myself and looked in the mirror….this would be a problem…

Once I got the pants and the shirt on I walked over to the mirror to look at myself. I had the lavender shirt tucked into the purple pants…Yea, I thought, This is real inconspicuous.

As I walked down the hallway to where I had last seen The Joker and the rest of his "friends", I started to think about how happy it made me when he kissed me…how I didn't want him to stop kissing me…and then I was sure…I was in love with The Clown Prince of Crime.

When I came to the old wooden door I knocked…but I didn't get an answer. I knocked again a little bit louder this time, but still no answer. I finally just entered the room (this time calm and collected), to find that no one was there.

I walked inside the room a little further to get a good look at it. It looked like one of the other private studies he had in the house, but this one was different though. It was a much larger room and it had bookcases lining three of the four walls. It kind of reminded me of The Godfather's office in the movie. On the left side it had two leather chairs and one long leather couch. I recognized it as the one The Riddler was sitting on earlier. And on the right side of the room there was a large wooden desk with a big leather swivel chair behind it. Chills were sent down my spine as I looked around again. It really did feel like I was in The Godfather.

I turned around and closed the door to the office and started heading back down the hall to find were they had all disappeared to. As I walked into the living room I peered into the kitchen and saw that they were all sitting around the island drinking what looked like to be Martini's. I silently gasped to myself not believing that they could be drinking this early in the morning!

I walked around to the entrance of the kitchen and stood in the door way waiting for one of them to notice me. The former White Knight of Gotham was the first to look up at me.

"Hey, Joker, your little girlfriends here." he said trailing off. I got the feeling that he didn't say much. But I didn't blame him. He had been corrupted by My Joker…I mean THE Joker…

The Joker looked up at me and said, "See! You look great to me!" he said and called me in. I blushed as I walked over and stood by his side. He put his arm around me and my heart fluttered.

"Boys", he began, "We're going on a little… fieldtrip", he said with a slight laugh in his voice.