A/N: I'm not going to say much here because I want to talk about the chapter without giving it away. So expect another note at the bottom :)

To themethmatician:I like that idea a little, but I'm still not so sure. I was going to have a little more Batman and Joker fights before anything that romantic really happens. You know what some say, love takes time :P And I am totally in love with your reviews, makes me smile and giggle when I read them. Also makes me want to continue with the story knowing I have at least a few people who like it that much. So I say to you, thank you for reading! :D

To Fuyu Tenshi: Unfortunately, the images you gave weren't working and I really wanted to see them too. As for your proposal to making a little 'side story' to mine to have a woman for Joker, I wouldn't mind it as long as I help with it a little. I'm sad to admit this but I am a little territorial to my stories since I get to become so attached ;; Hopefully that didn't sound to mean or anything, I really would love to see how you would write it out.

In the last chapter:

He then remembered the short exchange of words he and Joker shared before he left to run from the explosion. "So then this is war," he remembered Joker saying to him as a reply to getting Aidan back. Bruce was almost afraid that Joker might have meant those words. He glanced out the window of the helicopter, staring down at the city below.

The streetlights were just turning on and there were still many cars driving on the roads. He looked up, the faint sunlight glittering along the glass of the buildings, and stared out into the horizon. Bruce – no, Batman would try his hardest to stop anything from happening to this city however…

Bruce's thoughts went back to Aidan, wondering why he was so interested in the young woman. This is war then, he thought, and I'm going to make sure you don't win.

Chapter Six

Aidan woke up slowly, groaning tiredly as the memories started to reappear in her head. She faintly started to register in her head that something sort of warm was pressed up against her back. She tried to turn around to see what – or who – it was but two strong arms stopped her from moving. Then she remembered Joker was the last person she saw before falling asleep.

"I want to go outside," she demanded.

"Hm… no,"

"I want to stand up," Aidan demanded again, her voice more firm.

"Hm… no,"

"I want to turn around," Aidan unknowingly held her breath as she waited for his answer.

"Hm… yes,"

"God!" Aidan shouted in frustration. "You're disgusting!"

Joker moved her around in his arms so that she was no facing him. Aidan gasped when she saw that Joker's make up was gone, having never seen him like this before. To her he looked almost normal, despite the scars that poked out from his face. "I'm just doing what every young, healthy male should do to keep healthy,"

Aidan rolled her eyes and noticed how strangely comfortable she was getting with Joker. She pushed against him slightly; surprised he didn't resist, and placed her open palm against his chest. She started to trace her finger long the scars there, staring at Joker curiously when he giggled a little. "That tickles – go on," he encouraged, nodding his head excitedly at her.

Aidan stopped tracing her finger along Joker's scars and stared him right in the eyes. She shifted around a bit, trying to get comfortable in Joker's arms while keeping a good distance between them. Suddenly Aidan remember she was still naked and her arms quickly went up to cover her breasts, making Joker laugh at her for a bit, and her cheeks turning a deep shade of red.

Joker pulled her closer before he started to pat around behind Aidan, looking for something and grunting as he searched. He grabbed onto the red box, smiling triumphantly, and brought it to Aidan's face. "I kind of ate some more when you were sleeping," he admittedly, grinning sheepishly at Aidan. "You want some?"

"I don't care about the chocolates," Aidan sighed and leaned forward, burying her head in the crook of Joker's neck and shoulder. She breathed against his skin, taking quick note of how he jumped a bit when she did.

"They – they're really good! Some have caramel inside!" Joker set the box behind Aidan and opened it up. He looked over Aidan's shoulder, trying to pick one of the few chocolates left. He smiled some more when he seemed to have found one he liked and pulled it out, offering it silently to Aidan.

Joker dropped the chocolate, immediately forgetting about it when Aidan started to kiss him gently on the neck. His arms pulled her closer to his body reflexively and then one hand slithered down the side of Aidan's body to pull one of her legs up and around his legs. His hand lingered at her thigh and rubbed it gently back and forth while the other hand rubbed small circles against her back.

Aidan let out a small moan, much to Joker's great pleasure, before moving up to nibble on his earlobe. Suddenly Aidan rolled them over so that she was now on top of Joker, after having to move with some effort. Her breasts grazed his for a bit and made Joker giggle again but Aidan ignored the giggled and continued with what she was doing.

"This is completely not what I expected but I like it!" Joker managed to say before Aidan pressed her lips against his. Aidan straddled his waist, sitting on his a little, and started to pry his hands off of her. Surprising her again, Joker didn't resist and she brought his hands above his head. "So you do like to take charge!" came Joker's muffled words against Aidan's lips.

However, with that Aidan did next, the mood changed completely. She rolled off of Joker quickly and looked him over. Joker tried to go after her but noticed that he could move neither his arms nor his legs. He turned his head to the side to stare at her curiously. "Very… naughty… girl, you are," Joker whispered in a husky voice, half growling as he spoke.

"I'm sorry," Aidan pushed herself away from Joker, still on the bed looking at him, "You'll be free in a few hours, so don't think I'm that cruel to just leave you here… naked and chained up," Aidan got up and turned away from him, searching for her dress that was cut up into a few, but still manageable pieces. Aidan pointed her hand toward the pieces, watching carefully as the pieces slowly started to come together.

"I don't know why I'm about to tell you this but…" Aidan grabbed onto the now fixed black dress before turning around to face Joker. She crawled over to him slowly, pressing the dress to her chest as a way to hide out of reflex. She stopped just so that her face hovered above his, looking deep into his eyes. "You were… kind of my first,"

"You were kind of my first too," Joker grinned up at her.

"Huh?" Aidan lifted a hand and reached out to touch Joker's face but stopped when he shook his head and gave her a disapproving look.

"Tut, tut, tut; that's my secret," Joker blinked his eyes, watching Aidan carefully as she moved away from him and started to slipped the dress on. "Now you better hurry… Tag isn't – isn't really fun when there's not much of uhm, not much of a chase to it,"

Aidan smiled wearily at Joker one last time before heading toward the wall opposite of where Joker lay. She felt around it for a bit, her hands glowing a faint purple, before a small hole started to appear right above her and the hole continued to grow. "Thanks for waking me up," she muttered. Her body started to then glow and she floated quickly out of the hole, saying nothing more to the Joker.

Joker lay back and relaxed against the bed. His eyes shifted left and right and his fingers started to tap against one another. He shivered suddenly, "Boy, I'm cold!"

--

The faint sound of voices discussing about… something or other told Bruce that he was still in the company of others. After that 'small' charity function the two women, Erica and Michelle, promised to help take his mind off things if he allowed them to come into his penthouse and have a little function of their own. Not to say that Bruce thought the idea to be utterly repulsive but he just didn't feel up for much of anything.

He remembered them not waving goodbye to him as they hopped off of the helicopter but he hadn't paid much attention to it at the time. Bruce glanced down at his wrist to glare tiredly at his wristwatch. His upper body was practically sliding off of his seat and his head was almost disappearing behind the table as he waited.

Bruce caught sight of Lucius staring at him and he smiled sheepishly back, nodding his head and waving his fingers at his good and old friend. He looked over to the person across from Lucius; he stared at the person so hard he was starting to make them feel uncomfortable.

"… and I'm sure that the cooperation from both our companies will lead to something very…" the young man paused and looked from Lucius and Bruce then back to Lucius because Bruce was still glaring at him, "good?"

"And I'm sure it will, Mister Thorne," Lucius nodded politely to the young man and stood up with him. He smiled and waited for the young man to exit the room so he good talk to Bruce about his behaviour. He stared at Bruce semi-angrily and the boy just slouched more into his chair. "What is wrong with you today?"

"Just women troubles," Bruce mumbled, sliding further down his chair with a big pout on his lips.

"You? I highly doubt that," Lucius chuckled lightly when Bruce looked up at him, still pouting, and knitted his eyes in frustration. "Have you managed to get Aidan back?"

"Doyouknowifshehassomeonewaitingforherbackwhereshecamefrom?"

"What?"

"Nothing,"

"But I didn't catch that…?"

"It's nothing,"

Bruce pushed himself off of the chair, not having to regain his balance since his was 'oh-so-perfect'. He fixed up his suit, dusting it off and making sure there were no wrinkles, and smiled up at Lucius. Finally, his groggy, angry look disappeared to be replaced by that all too familiar serious look. "Do you have anything I could use to stop Aidan in case she does happen to go crazy?"

Lucius stared at Bruce, befuddled at how he could just change moods so quickly like that and without much of a warning. He thought for a bit, trying to rack his brain to see if he did have anything that would stop a telekinetic on a warpath. His thumb and forefinger went up to his chin as he tried to think a little harder, remembering faintly that he might have something useful. "I don't know if it would work on her specifically, but I do have something of use,"

"Good, let me see it," Bruce smiled again, his serious face disappearing to go back to that other familiar playboy look.

--

It was extremely hard to walk down the not-so clean streets of Gotham City, but it was even harder when people would stare at you oddly as you walked.

Aidan kept her head bowed and her dress hiked a little and tried to walk as fast as she could. She was thankful that many of her 'love bites' were fading away and hard to see because she had taken off the jacket to ease the heat of the day. She had this odd, sickly feeling and wanted nothing more than to just jump into a hot shower and never come out – until the hot water was all used up. However, she was currently on her way to find someone.

She would have taken a cab to avoid all the stares but this particular dress had no pockets to hold anything. She grumbled in frustration, earning herself more odd stares because she seemed to be talking to herself out loud. Just then, Aidan would have fell to her knees in joy as her eyes caught sight of that building that started it all: the MCU.

Aidan noticed that much of the building was still undergoing construction but it was still more or less still functional. She took timid steps toward the front steps, looking at her surroundings very carefully.

"Aidan!"

The young girl jumped at the call of her name and spun around to see who had called her. She turned over to the open windows to her left and saw Gordon waving excitedly at her before running over to where she was. She stayed still for him to come to her and smiled wearily when he gave her a tight hug. "Oh my god! I'm so sorry!" he cried out, his arms still wrapped protectively around her. "I'm so sorry!"

"It's okay, I'm fine Jim," she pushed him away gently, trying her best to keep her smile on despite her being so tired and wishing nothing more than that hot shower. "I know who told the joker,"

Gordon's eyes lit up but only because he was eager to catch the 'rat'. "Who is it?"

Aidan searched her memory and the memory of the others she had read thoroughly, her eyes closely. "Victor Thorne," she said after a few seconds of silence. She opened her eyes and looked at Gordon as he slowly released her from his hug and took a small step back. "Victor Thorne," she repeated.

"The new young kid?" Gordon asked her skeptically.

"Victor Thorne," Aidan told him again, her voice telling him that she was making no mistake.

Gordon looked back through the open windows and saw the young Victor Thorne laughing with the rest of the crew; sounding like someone had just said a joke. The boy looked almost Aidan's age, who was no more than two years younger than the Batman herself, and had shiny dirty blonde hair. His smiled looked far too innocent for Gordon to even think of Victor doing anything related to being bad.

"Victor Thorne graduated top of his class and had a record of practically being perfect, and he has nothing in his background to indicate any reason to team up with Joker," Gordon said in a very low whisper. "Are you sure it's him?"

"I don't know what his reasons would be, I haven't read the guy's mind yet," Aidan whispered back.

Suddenly Gordon recalled the memory of when Aidan was taken. He remembered Victor standing by the one-way mirror and biting his lips anxiously. Gordon had thought that the boy was doing that because he was nervous. "He was there when you were taken," the Commissioner whispered softly. "Why did you come back here for?"

"I needed a few things," Aidan pointed at her attire with her eyes and blushed lightly in embarrassment. Gordon smiled warmly at her and put an arm around her before leading her to the opposite direction of where Victor was. "Don't worry about that; do you want me to call in for your stuff from the hotel you were staying at?"

"Please and thank you," Aidan was led to a small, empty office and sat down on the nearest chair. She smiled thankfully at Gordon before he closed the door behind him on the way out and disappeared. As she sat there, she idly thought of a certain person and wondered what he was doing at the moment. She turned around and rested her head against the desk beside her. "I wonder what Bruce is doing," she sighed.

--

"Aidan,"

"No, I'm Rebecca,"

Bruce shook his head to snap himself out from his daze, blinked his eyes open and saw that he was standing in front of desk of one of Lucius' helpers. He smiled at her, mentally slapping himself at how he was just throwing random words out there recently. "Sorry, I guess I was starting to let my mind wander off for a bit,"

The young in front of him, Rebecca, had extremely pale skin that made her seem albino but Bruce knew better not to ask. He had completely forgotten why he was standing in front of her and was just about to ask when Rebecca spoke up first.

"As I was saying while you were 'wandering off', you have nothing else to do today," Rebecca told him as she typed away on the keyboard and stared at the monitor in a zombie-like state from doing it for so long. "Maybe you should get some sleep; you look a little tired, Mister Wayne,"

"You look a little tired too, maybe you should take a sleep break with me," Bruce leaned forward and placed his palms flat on the table. Rebecca stopped what she was doing and looked up at him, noticing a knowing grin on his face.

"Are you trying to imply something, Mister Wayne?" Rebecca leaned forward with him, their faces just inches apart from each other.

"If I was implying that you share a bed with me," Bruce whispered in a husky voice, the corners of his lips twitching upward in a grin, "We would already be there and there would be no need to imply anything,"

Bruce leaned away from Rebecca, grinning at her and smirking successfully to himself when she looked away with a light blush staining her cheeks. He bowed his head to her before turning around and heading over to the elevator. When he turned around inside, he waved at her just before the doors closed shut.

He shook his head and started to chuckle, thinking how easy it was to make a woman swoon or blush like that. "My charm is a dangerous thing," he commented out loud, laughing at himself as he stood in the elevator that was heading down by himself. "I should have named myself 'Casanova' instead of 'Batman',"

The elevator dinged, signaling that he was now on the main floor, and Bruce walked off of the elevator with a skip in his step. He saw Alfred waiting for him by the lobby desk and quickened his pace. "What are you doing here Alfred?" Bruce asked his old friend as soon as he was near enough to be heard when using his low, normal voice.

Alfred moved to the side to reveal the vehicle he had been blocking from Bruce's view. "There are also a few other things I must speak to you about,"

"You fixed my Lamborghini Alfred," Bruce smiled and started to walk toward his car.

Alfred quickly followed after Bruce, slipping into the car with him. "What's up Alfred?" Bruce asked while admiring the inside of his Lamborghini before starting it up.

"The Commissioner managed to send a message to your 'bat phone', sir," Alfred pulled out one of those fancy new iPhones.

"'Bat phone'?" Bruce repeated, laughing on the inside when he turned to look at Alfred questioningly.

"Yes, Master Bruce, 'bat phone'," Alfred sighed before looking through the phone's messages to show Bruce what Gordon had sent him.

"Can it be traced back to me?" Bruce asked curiously.

"Not at all sir," Alfred offered the phone toward Bruce and he grabbed onto it without taking his eyes off of the road. He let his eyes dart from the words on the screen to the road very quickly at the same time.

I found out who told Joker about her.

And that was all it said. Bruce grumbled in irritation and handed the phone back to Alfred, both hands on the wheel again. "I'm going to take a nap Alfred,"

"A nap?" Alfred turned away from Bruce, placing the phone back into his pocket, and leaned back against his seat. "Shouldn't you be going to meet with him?"

"I need a nap Alfred, I need a nap," Bruce relaxed a little bit, trying not to be so tense. He turned to Alfred with a small smile. "Don't worry, alright?"

"Still thinking about Miss Jaxon?" Alfred smiled to himself when Bruce just went back to looking at the road and didn't answer him. "Maybe you like her so much because she is literally your damsel in distress, and I know how men these days like to be the hero to their ladies,"

"Funny Alfred, very funny,"

--

Aidan had been woken up when Gordon came back into the room with the two bags she had brought with her when she came to Gotham. Only one bag was for her clothes while the other was just for technical things or necessities. She thanked Gordon before he disappeared out of the room again, smiling weakly at him for she was still a little tired.

She was filled with joy when she found out that the room she was in had a washroom to, thankful that she could at least wash her face and splash on some water if she couldn't shower. She stepped in, locked the door and disrobed quickly before wetting a cloth near by and rubbing herself as clean as she could get. Aidan sighed happily when the cool cloth rubbed against her tired body.

As soon as she was finished cleaning herself up and slipped on her ever comfortable tomboyish with a hint of femininity attire: a pair of dark coloured jeans that belled out at her knees, a thin fitted double-strap gray tank top, and a small unbuttoned dark beige coloured shirt with the sleeves stopping at her elbows. Aidan smiled happily at herself in the mirror, finally looking normal in her eyes.

Aidan cracked the door open and looked around to see if anyone had suddenly shown up in the room and then stepped out of the washroom slowly. She set the dress she had been wearing on a nearby chair and walked toward the door that led out of the room. She pulled it open just a little and peered around to see if anyone was around.

Her eyes were instantly met with a large man's backside as he stood in front of the door like he was guarding it. She frowned and closed the door, still inside the room. "He must have thought about doing that after he left me alone again," Aidan mumbled angrily as she discovered Gordon's plan to keep her safe.

She walked over to the desk and hopped on top of it, sitting with her legs crossed. She laid her palms flat on the desk's surface and narrowed her eyes angrily at the door. Slowly, little faint purple bubbles started to appear floating all around the room. And then… 'POP!' went one of the bubbles. The sound was more like someone would hear when another blew a bubble with gum but this sounded like it was increased tenfold.

'POP!' went another one. Then another one and another and another…

Gordon swung the door open, his face full of worry. He froze at the spot when he saw many purple bubbles floating around the room with Aidan sitting angrily on the desk not too far away from him. "What are you doing?"

Aidan pointed an accusing finger at her 'bodyguard'. "Tell him to go away! I'm tired of just staying put in one little room! I need some sun! I need some fresh air – or as fresh as this city can get! You have no idea how irritating it is to just stay in one place and wait! If you don't get rid of that giant ogre then I won't hesitate to find out what his deepest, darkest secret is and I'm sure his locked doors wouldn't be that hard to unlock! That, or I could just squeeze the life –"

Both Gordon and Aidan stared wide-eyed at each other. Aidan's hand flew up to her mouth and her body started to shake in fear. Gordon walked up to her and placed a comforting hand on her arm but Aidan flinched away. Gordon placed his hand back on her arm and stared into her scared eyes. "What was that, Aidan?"

Aidan brought her hands down and embraced herself, suddenly feeling a little cold. She started to bite her lip as she tried to think of some answer or way to explain to Gordon what might have happened since she didn't know either. "I – I…" she started, still trying to think about what just happened. "Is – is Batman coming?" she asked suddenly, staring at Gordon with eyes that threatened to release tears.

"I hope he will," Gordon replied, not too sure himself.

Aidan looked back down and started to rub her hands against the skin exposed on her arms. She shivered again, her tries to keep warming appearing to not work. "I – I think that… I think that the Joker is getting to me…"

End Chapter

A/N: As promised, I'm here with my little author's note. So, what did you think about what Joker said? The whole "You were kind of my first too?" hehe :P I'll let your imaginations figure out what he meant by that! Also, as you can sort of get from the last bit of the chapter, Aidan is becoming a little bit more hostile. What do you guys think this means? :o Will she slowly lean more toward Joker because she is slowly becoming something kind of like him or will she run from it because she doesn't want to be like him? Just like the deck of cards again! Notice how there's usually one joker in black and white and another in colour, and there is one on either end of the deck?

Well, let's look at it this way. The black and white one is on the end farthest from the Queen is the Joker everyone is used to, just some lunatic that everyone wants to stay away from especially the Queen. The coloured one is the one that anyone hardly ever sees because he's at the back but is much closer to the Queen but the King is still there to protect her ;). Hehe, isn't that sort of cute?