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The next day:

"What triggered him?" Arkham asked, walking aside Aaron Cash down to the solitary confinement section of the asylum.

Cash shook his head, "Not exactly sure. He was in therapy with Doctor Quinzel and all of a sudden he snapped."

Jeremiah gave a look of confusion, "Was it something she could have possibly said to set him off?"

Cash once more shook his head, "Not that I'm aware of. She said he was perfectly normal seconds before."

Arkham sighed, "Did he hurt anyone?"

"Just a few guards, but nothing major."

"Maybe solitary is starting to get to him?"

Cash stayed quiet as they reached the lower level of the building. Seeing Bolton and two other men standing guard at the entrance to Joker's cell.

"Bolton." Arkham greeted, "How is he doing?"

Bolton scoffed, "He's been a pain in the ass that's for sure. He's perfectly fine in his cell. But my men aren't sir."

Arkham stared at Bolton, "Unlock the doors."

Bolton paused, "But sir. Rules strictly permit anyone from—

Arkham walked closer to the guard, "Well lucky for you, I made the rules. And I'm not just anyone."

Bolton stared at Arkham for a few stern seconds before muttering something under his breath and sliding his key card to open the metal sliding door. On the inside of the area were four more-armed guards. Some had bruises while others kept their masks on. They turned their heads to see who had just walked in after Bolton and straightened themselves once they realized who was behind. Both Arkham and Cash walked down the long hallway, following Bolton to Joker's cell. It was strangely quiet as they made their way closer to his room.

"I'm warning you Arkham. He's not happy." Bolton warned

Cash glanced over at Arkham who watched as Bolton took the keys to unlock the room, "I'll be the judge of that." The young man looked at the guard, "And its sir to you please." He corrected

Bolton frowned as he watched Arkham step inside. Cash smirked as he followed Arkham inside, knowing how demeaning it seemed for someone like Bolton to be told what to do. The rest of the guards weren't too far behind. They didn't want any more victims to Joker's outburst.

The first thing Arkham noticed when he walked inside was how dark it was. Jeremiah strained his eyes until he spotted a very dim light at the end of the room. There on the small cot was Joker, leaning against the damp cement block wall while his head hung low. His vibrant green hair even visible through the low lighting fell over his face. A tight straight jacket was wrapped tightly around his slim body. He was completely still.

Bolton soon walked up behind them with his tazer while Jeremiah furrowed his brows and stepped closer to Joker.

"I wouldn't do that sir." Bolton warned

But Arkham ignored his words and continued until he was directly in front of Jeremiah. The doctor knelt down and looked up at a very quiet Joker. Seeing just how bad he looked. Jeremiah's eyes widened when he noticed the gashes and bruises along Joker's porcelain features. Even in the dark they were clearly visible. The man wasn't unconscious though. In fact, Arkham nearly jumped when he realized J was staring right at him. His face was solemn, but the doctor could sense the irritation growing inside of the young man.

"What's up doc?" J asked, his green eyes piercing Jeremiah's

Jeremiah frowned, "I thought you said he was perfectly fine."

Bolton's face remained passive as he shrugged, "He's alive aint he? And what about my men? Where's their justice? They only defended themselves when attacked."

Jeremiah frowned and turned to look at Bolton, "It's extremely odd to me that the day I am absent, there are mysterious injuries done on my patients."

Bolton quirked a brow, "Who else was injured?"

Jeremiah stood up and faced the guard, "I was informed that a certain Jonathan Crane had strange new damages when receiving his monthly physical the other day. And received a very unpleasant message from a worried family member and staff by Cash here."

The guard scoffed, "First off sir, you don't seem to understand that these are highly dangerous criminals we're dealing with here. Outbursts like this freak," he pointed to J whose head was now propped against the wall as he watched the conversation in boredom, "injured four of my guards and staff members."

Jeremiah stepped closer, pointing to Bolton, "And immediately responding to the situation with violence is not the answer."

Bolton stepped forward, the rest of the guards all watching as the tension rose up inside of the room, "When the lives of innocent staff members are at risk Yes. It is."

Arkham narrowed his eyes, "It would only make matters worse. And it's strange just how one man was able to take down that many of your armed guards Bolton."

Bolton growled as his eyes shifted to see J watching him now with a soft smirk on his lips, "Funny. If I didn't know any better, I would say your trying to cover up for the clown and his bitch sister."

J's smirk slowly turned into a grimace as he glowered at Bolton. The guard should know his place. Jeremiah lifted his hand, "I will not have you speaking about Ms. Black in such a manner. This facility is meant to help its patients, not abuse them. What progression does that make?"

"There's no saving these scumbags. Your progression is bullshit." Bolton retorted

Jeremiah frowned, but all the men stopped when they heard a sinister chuckle come from the clown. They turned to see J watching them in amusement, now placing his leg lazily over the other, "Oh doc. You should know by now that you can only teach Neanderthals so much. Ol' Bolton here's just upset because a scrawny little man like me scares his men so much I need a whole army watching my every move."

His eyes flickered over to Bolton, who was now seething, "I mean I'm flattered, I really am. But how's a guy supposed to piss with constant eyes on them? If you wanted to peek at the goods Bolty, take me to dinner first sheesh!"

"You piece of shit," Bolton growled and walked closer to Joker with the sound of a high pitch screech filling the room as he turned his tazer on. Both Jeremiah and Cash grabbed the guard, keeping him from reaching J, "Bolton that's enough!" Arkham ordered

Cash tried prying the tazer from Bolton's hand, "If you think I'm afraid of you clown, your sadly mistaken! I'll break you!"

J's response was his bellowing laughter echoing through the halls. Sending shivers down the rest of the men's spines with his eerie cackle.

Cash finally pulled the tazer away as he ordered the rest of the guards to hold the man back. Jeremiah pointed at the guard, "We do not threaten our patients!"

Bolton looked more disheveled as he wrestled with the guards, "They're not patients Akrham, they're inmates! Criminals and the scum of this city that only take up space!"

"Take him away," Cash ordered

J watched as they dragged the guard out of the area, chuckling to himself, he adjusted inside of his straightjacket. Jeremiah fixed his hair along with his collar as both him and Cash knew the men were out of the room.

"Gee doc, where ya pulling these men out of?" he mocked

Arkham sighed and turned his head, "We both know you can get out of that J. What are you doing attacking the guards? It only sets your progress back."

J snorted, "You honestly think I'm worried about getting more time?"

"What made you attack them?" he asked

J's face quickly turned sour, "I need to see Sofia." He demanded

Jeremiah creased his forehead, "What happened with Sofia?"

"Well if I knew, I wouldn't have to see her, would I doc?"

Arkham shook his head, "I may have privileges in my own facility J, but I cannot go against rules enforced by the Gotham city government. Which only permit you to seeing Sofia once a week. And because—

J rolled his eyes, "And because I was violent, I was sent to solitary yeah blah blah blah. I don't care what your rules are Jerry. My sister's a lot more important than your bullshit restrictions. Make it happen."

Jeremiah quirked a brow, "You are not in any position to make demands J."

J nodded, "I think you know how I can get if I don't get my way Jerry. I'm actually playing by your rules here. I made a promise to that pain in my ass because for some reason she considers you a friend. And I gotta say, I'm starting to get tired of this game."

Jeremiah stared at Joker, seeing his injuries before slowly nodding in response, "I'll see what I can do. For now," he looked at Cash, "Take him to the infirmary. He's been in solitary long enough."

Cash nodded as Jeremiah turned to exit the room, "Until then. Please try to refrain from harming anyone else J."

J smirked, "You know I don't make promises I can't keep."

Arkham ignored him and left the room. Once he was out of the area and back in the main section of the building did he hear a feminine voice call out for him.

"Doctor Arkham!"

Jeremiah turned to see Harleen catch up behind him, "Doctor Quinzel? I hope your alright. I heard what happened yesterday."

Harleen stopped and waved her hand, "Oh no, don't worry, he didn't hurt me."

Jeremiah smiled, "I'm glad. I've dealt with the issue of Mr. Bolton's actions. Cash told me about your concerns."

Harleen smiled in return, "That's very reassuring to hear. Uh… Doctor, I don't suppose now would be a good time to ask you a favor would it?"

At this Jeremiah's curiosity got the best of him and he came to a halt, "A favor?"

Harleen chuckled nervously, tucking a strand of blonde hair behind her ear, looking up at Arkham, "More of a request really."

Jeremiah stood there, waiting for Harleen to tell him just what it was she wanted.

"I'd like to have a few sessions with Jonathan Crane." She finally spit out

Jeremiah raised a brow, "Crane? What exactly for? He's set to be released soon. What is it you find the need to interview him about?"

Harleen paused, trying to come up with something that seemed like a valid reason, "I uh. I only think it's best that…as a former colleague and mentor of sorts, I want to be certain he's ready and confident in himself to go back out to civilization."

"I want to make sure he's comfortable."

Jeremiah stared at Harleen, pondering her words and smirking, "I'm sure he'll be just fine Harleen. He does have someone out there waiting for him. But I admire your empathy." He turned to continue down the hall back to his office.

Oh no, she thought, you're losing him

"Uh," she added, getting the doctor's attention once again, "He's not eating."

Jeremiah furrowed his brows, "Not eating? Who is Strange handling?"

Harleen bit her tongue, this would likely keep him for another few days. But she needed to do it. For the sake of her J….no patient. right. Patient. She felt she was the only one who could help him, just like he insisted he could help her.

He sighed, "I'll allow a few sessions. Get him to eat. I'll trust you with that Harleen. I've got enough to deal with right now," He finished as he left her standing in the middle of the hallway.

The young blonde blinked, not believing that her plan actually worked.

"Okay," she said to herself, "This shouldn't be too hard."

Yeah right. This is Jonathan Crane after all.

"Doctor Quinzel?"

Harleen turned to see a guard walking up to her, "Yes?"

"Cash wants you to supervise a visitor meeting later today." He stated

She quirked her head, "Visitor? Who are they visiting?"

"Patient 42540."


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