Robert pulled up to the station at about midnight and got out. Nancy followed close behind, glancing over her shoulder in the process. Robert walked up the steps and opened the door for Nancy, smiling at her. She smiled back and mouthed the words to Goodnight and Go by Imogen Heap. He closed and locked the door behind himself and twirled the keys around his finger as he followed Nancy down the hall to the main office. He whistled a little tune to himself. Nancy stopped at the door and waited until Robert caught up with him.

"Nervous?" Robert joked with her. She grinned and shrugged.

Robert opened the door and walked inside. The Joker had dozed off and sat slouched against the bars of his cage. Nancy cocked her head to the side at him. Robert walked into his office and started to clear things again. There was crash.

"Son of a-!" Robert began.

The Jokers head snapped up and he looked around. His eyes landed on Nancy.

"Nancy!" he shouted in a happy voice. She jumped and looked at him.

"Hi," she mumbled.

She wasn't as awake as the Joker thought she would be. She was slouched forward and the dark circles under her eyes seemed more pronounced. He didn't imagine she would be sleeping very much for a while. Not until the memories started to fade, and even then she'd wake up screaming for her friends. He looked back at Robert's office and waited for him to come out. Robert trudged out with a chair and set it next to Nancy. She looked at him, confused.

"You're gonna hafta sit out here for a while Nance," he said, "shelf fell over. No room."

Nancy nodded and set her bag on the floor. Robert trudged back into his office, grumbling to himself. Nancy smiled at him as he walked away and sat down. She lost her smile and zoned out, lost in a world of her own. She imagined she was in her favorite video games and books, movies and plays. It was nice in those worlds. She raced through them in portals. Little shimmering pools of darkness, riveted with stars and moons. She'd leap into them and disappear from one place to another and back again. For a while she was just floating through space, letting the music that pulsed through her headphones push her past planets.

The Joker watched her intently, wondering what she was thinking. She would blink every so often, but other than that she didn't move. For a moment her head moved and looked down at the MP3 player in her hand.

"You shut up," she mumbled to it. She clicked a button on it and listened to whatever it was that came up for a few seconds, then relaxed. She leaned back in her chair and mouthed more words to herself. A little buzzing noise came from her pocket and she froze, her eyes open wide. It was her phone.

She pulled it form her pocket and looked at it. She looked up at the Joker and didn't say anything.

"Well answer it!" he said.

Nancy took off her headphones, hung them round her neck, and flipped her phone open, "C-Carol?" she stuttered.

"Nancy!" a voice screamed over the speakers.

Nancy stood up, quick as a flash, a gigantic smile plastered across her no longer pale face, "Carol!" she screamed back. Robert poked his head through his office door. "Oh my God, Carol... your okay..." Nancy started to cry a little.

"Y-y-yeah," Carol stuttered, she was sobbing. "Eric, Anthony, and I are okay. W-w-we're all okay."

No one had ever really smiled at the Joker before. Nancy did then, the biggest, happiest, prettiest smile anyone had ever smiled at him before. He couldn't breath for a second. She spun a little on her heel and grabbed her chair to keep her balance.

"Well- where are you guys?" Nancy asked.

"Hospital," Carol said, "You?"

Nancy smiled at the Joker again, "Police station, with my uncle," she said.

There was a pause, then, "Don't they have the Joker locked up at the police station?" Carol asked. Nancy giggled a little. "No you are not!" Carol shouted, "There is no way in Heaven or Hell!"

"Carol darling," Nancy cooed, "We as humans are stuck slap dab in the middle of the two, making the situation quite possible, and probable."

"Liar!" Carol shouted, "You lie! Lying is a terrible waste of breath!"

"I swear," Nancy said with a grin. Robert shook his head and scooted back into his office.

"Swear on what-?" Carol asked.

There were other voices on the line, "....lemme talk to 'er!" someone shouted.

"Fine. Fine!" Carol shouted. "Anthony wants to talk to you." Nancy's smile, if possible, got even bigger.

"Anthony!" she squeaked.

"Nancy dearest!" he squeaked back. "Is it true?"

"But of course, Anthony," she said. "Why would I lie of such things? I ask you."

Once again there was a pause, then, "I believe you," Anthony said. "But if it is true then... might I talk to him?"

Nancy laughed until she cried and sat down, "I don't think Robert would appreciate me getting close enough to the Joker to hand him my phone,"

"I wouldn't mind," the Joker said with a wicked grin. Nancy laughed some more.

The sound of Carol shouting, "OH MY GOD!" came from the other line, Nancy held the phone away from her ear.

"Carol I assume?" she asked.

"Yes," Anthony answered, "she heard him."

"How is everybody?" Nancy asked all of a sudden.

"Fine," Anthony said, "Eric was shot, he's alright though, just in the arm," Nancy's shoulders rose and fell at every word. "Carol and I are fine. Cuts and bruises from tripping over other people... and being tripped over of course."

Nancy imagined Anthony taking Carols hand in his. They loved each other unconditionally, so it didn't bother Carol when Anthony would call Nancy "darling" or "dearest" or "love." They were simply terms of friendship and caring. Nancy's smile dropped a little at the sudden feeling of loneliness that swept over her being. The Joker noticed.

"Good," she said simply. Her sudden relief showed as she relaxed in her chair. "Get yourself some rest. You need it."

"Nancy?" Anthony asked. "... you were there, weren't you? When they killed Jeremy."

Nancy paused, "Yes."

"I'm sorry..." Anthony said. Nancy smiled a very sad smile.

"It's alright, rest now."

"Of course..." Anthony said, "tell the Joker we said 'hi'." He chuckled.

"Of course..." she said and hung up. She looked at the Joker, "My friends say 'Hi'."

He grinned at her and looked at Robert, who was staring at him.

"S'matter Robbie?" he giggled.

"What're you thinkin'?" Robert hissed.

"Lots ah things Robbie, lots ah things," the Joker hissed back, a giant crocked grin on his makeup clad face.

Nancy wished she knew what he was thinking to so she could either take her chair and get as far away from him as possible, or stay where she was. Robert turned an angry shade of purple, so Nancy put her headphones back over her head and was quite surprised to hear Elton John singing Your Song to her. She smiled and leaned back, turned it up, and tuned out Robert yelling at the Joker.