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Eve screamed and cried. The joker kissed her softly on the lips, smearing blood on his painted face before he ran out of the room. She couldn't stop screaming, the pain was unbearable. Slowly, she got weaker and weaker, coming in and out of consciousness from the loss of blood. She thought she saw a black figure standing by the door, but she thought she was hallucinating.

"Jack-" she cried out with pain as the black figure got closer.

A horse deep voice answered her back. "Eve Saccaro?" he asked untying her ankles.

She nodded at him, unable to speak. As he came to untie her wrists she whimpered some more from the pain.

"Shh, you're safe." he told her as he slipped his arms under her and picked her up. Cradling her in his chest. As Eve leaned into him more blood spilled out of her mouth and onto the towel covering her. She passed out a minute later.

When Eve woke up she screamed. Her mouth burned. She was in a hospital bed, strapped to a few machines. Her mouth had been sewn, so her face was stitched. A hand pressed to her shoulder and she calmed down from the soothing touch. She was obviously on morphine and just wanted to fall back asleep. When her eyes finally opened and refocused she saw a man that looked familiar. She couldn't pin point where she had seen him before. "Who are you?" she asked, mumbling so she didn't open her mouth.

"Commissioner Gordon." he replied. " You've been missing, we need to know what you can remember."

"Fuck you." she spat at him. "You wouldn't understand if I told you. Besides, of the days I was with him I only remember...one."

"We need to find him, Eve."

"Get. Out." She groaned turning her cheek.

A minute later she heard him sigh and he left. She fell back asleep from the drugs, hoping not to wake up any time soon.

A few days later Eve was released from the hospital during the night, dressed in scrubs since she was admitted naked. She didn't know what to do with herself. As she exited the hospital there were newscasters waiting for her. Quickly she shielded her face with her hands and ran down the street as fast as she could. She couldn't take this. Why would he do this to her and leave her alone? She had no one. Didn't he know that? Isn't that why he chose her? Luckily she didn't live far from the clinic, and her painful run soon became a painful walk. The newscasters didn't follow her and she sighed when she reached her apartment building. She made it to her apartment, and just as she thought, the door wasn't locked. Why would it be?

When Eve walked in, she didn't dare turn the light on for fear of seeing her face. It's bad enough she felt disgusted with herself before. He made her feel better, much better. She thought it was only up from there, and then the cut. She knew exactly where her room was. As she walked forward she bumped into someone. Arms came around her and she stiffened for a second.

"Bunny I need you to-"

She pulled away. "No, stay the fuck away from me." she mumbled putting her hands up and backing away.

"Stop." he ordered.

Eve listened to him again, trusting him, yet again. "Why would you do this to me?" She cried, the tears stinging her cheek. She winced in pain.

The Joker wrapped his arms around her again, twisting his fingers in the ends of her hands. " What would have happened if he found you, naked in the bed where I sleep ,with me? A freak." he whispered to her.

"You're not..." she mumbled and pulled away to look into his eyes. It was dark, and she could tell he didn't have his make up on. "I'm just in so much fucking pain, I can't think straight right now."

"Stop," his voice was more pleading. Like it was hurting him to listen to her cry.

She groaned and another wave of pain shot through her. "Shit... Why are you here?"

"I'm staying with you for a day or two Bunny, Batman -as you know- wrecked my home." he stated using both of his hands to cup her face. She sucked in a breath when he touched her stitches with his thumb.

"Gee, thanks for asking. Can I go to bed now? I feel like never waking up again." she mumbled out. He tilted her head upwards and softly pressed his lips to hers. She couldn't pucker hers back but she still felt lightheaded when he touched her so gently. When they separated she sighed and whispered to him, "I will never feel like this again. You're going to make and break me. I can feel it."

He giggled a little and bent his lips to her ear using his bare hand to push her hair away. "You can only make yourself, but I promise I will never break you."

The goosebumps came back, fluttering everywhere on her skin. A tear fell from her eye as she replied to him. "I'm afraid...you already have."

The way his body tensed up gave her a reason to believe he was shocked at her words. Of course he didn't reply. Could this psycho have feelings? In a quick motion he picked her up and backed her up against a wall, She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. He held her there for a minute before fishing through his pocket and grabbing his switchblade. Eve's body went rigid.

"Shh, I won't hurt you, gorgeous. I can't hurt you. I can only show you how you truly are." He growled at her in his low voice.

Eve caught her breath and turned her head away from him, even though she couldn't see him. One of his hands let go of her and she stayed steady against the wall, while the other reached around and stuck the blade into the bottom of the scrubs. He pulled and the scrubs tore apart. He put the blade back in his jacket pocket and brought his hand up her thigh, grabbing and ripping the scrubs all the way to her waist. He pulled them off of her other leg while keeping steady against the wall the whole time. She wasn't wearing anything underneath, she didn't have anything at the hospital. In a fury, she started unbuttoning his jacket, and pushed it off of him, his vest and pushed it off of him, and finally his shirt, then pushed it off of him. She wasn't satisfied yet because they weren't skin to skin, so she took her shirt off and threw it on the floor, wrapping her arms back around his neck, a little embarrassed by her being fully nude. He noticed and smiled at her, the scars constricting his cheeks, which she could tell by the small amount of moonlight that poured in. She tried to smile back, but could only manage half, pain coursing through her face, and she moaned.

The Joker kissed her lips, scar to wound, skin to skin, making her feel more close to anyone in her life. Even though he caused the pain, she felt as though they had this connection. She wanted more, but the pain was to much for her face, so she pulled back and reached in between her legs to unbutton his pants. With a little tug they fell down, and she could tell he was hard through his boxers, she felt him on her. She wrapper her arms back around his neck and held tight as he used his hand to find her center. Slowly she could feel him pushing himself inside her core and she dug her nails into his neck from the pleasure.

"I don't care whether or not you do, but I need you..." she whispered in his ear as he slowly moved in and out of her against the wall. He started pumping faster into her and she moaned in his ear, trying her hardest to not hurt herself while biting and sucking on his neck. He moved one of his hands around her back digging his nails in, making her moan louder. She could feel him coming close to finishing, and she grinded her body into his harder, causing them both to cum at the same time. When Eve finally came down from her pleasure high she heard him breathing heavily into her ear and they stayed against the wall for another minute.

After the Joker let her go, she walked, or rather wobbled her way to her bedroom, climbing straight into bed and under the covers. She felt him get in behind her under the blankets and he put an arm around her waist. He slid his hand to her face and gently tilted it up so he could plant a kiss directly on her stitches, just as she'd done to his scars at the asylum. Sleep overtook her after she heard his breathing become heavier, knowing he was asleep.

Eve woke up to a knocking on her door, it was loud, giving her a horrible headache. She got up and grabbed the Jokers button down off the floor, knowing it would cover her up, before answering it. When she opened the door she cursed silently. It was Commissioner Gordon, and the first thing his eyes went to was her choice of clothing.

"Is this a bad time?" he asked her, looking over her head. She was afraid he'd see the pile of the Jokers suit on the floor. No one wore an indigo suit in Gotham but him. She knew Gordon would recognize it.

"Actually it is. I have company and I don't know if he'd feel comfortable waking up with someone else in my apartment." she mumbled out, her mouth sore.

"I thought you didn't have any family." Gordon shot at her quickly.

"Well gee golly, just come right the fuck in now!" she yelled, then immediately regret it. Her mouth was swollen again.

"I'm sorry, That was rude of me. I just want to help you find the bastard that did this to you. Your hands, your wrist, and my god look at your face." Gordon sounded sympathetic but Eve was just getting more angry with him.

"You know what?" she asked him, thinking that this was going to be painful but she didn't care. Her heart felt insulted by this guy. Couldn't he give her 'time' to cope? "I sliced my own fucking wrist for your information, and not because of the Joker. I punched a mirror because of my own problems, not because of the god damn joker. After losing my only living family, and my child in just a couple weeks, i'd say what he did to me was a fucking godsend. He showed me how I should live my life. Now i'm sick of people bothering me about how i'm such a freak now. Fuck. Off. Gordon. Where were you when I was beaten and almost raped in Gotham Central Park?HUH? Where the hell was Batman?" Not a tear dropped from her eyes, she wasn't in the mood for crying. She wanted revenge. He didn't help her, why should she help him?

"I'm sorry those things happen-"

"No," she laughed. "The funny thing is... You're NOT. I hope one day you'll feel everything I do right now. The loneliness and the pain. So PLEASE, i'm Begging you. Leave me alone."

With that Eve slammed her door in the Commissioners face. When she turned around the Joker was standing in her doorway in just his boxers, clapping his hands like he was truly impressed.

"Now we're talking." he growled at her.