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Suddenly a loud bang made me jump and fall. I landed right on my ass. Screams filled the room as people started to rush towards the door. I quickly scrabbled out of the way of the stampeding people. It was then that I saw him.

He was lying on his back and blood was poring from a hole in his shoulder. He was out cold. Panic filled my chest. I moved to his side. His breathing was rugged.

The room was now empty, just me and The Joker. My thoughts ran through my head. My voices were just as confused and panicked as I was. Some were telling my to search him, take the keys and get the fuck out of here.

Others were telling me that he would find me, and kill me very slowly if I did just leave him. With how amazing that sounded I sided with not dying a very slow and painful death.

I kicked off my shoes and once those were gathered in my left hand I looked at the limp Joker. How the fuck was I supposed to get him out of this place and to the car?

With a grunt I grabbed his arm and threw it over my shoulder. I started forward and with as much effort that I possessed I got him to the Yukon. Thank god the doors were unlocked!

Ok. The house. Where the fuck was the house? I gently put Joker in the passenger seat and started going through the pockets of his coat. After a few seconds of searching I not only found the keys! But his cell phone as well!

With a cry of delight I closed his door and ran to get in on the other side. Putting my shoes conveniently on Jokers lap I opened the phone and dug through the contacts until I found Xanders name.

Pressing send I started the car and started away from the building that now stood vacant. He picked up on the first ring.

"What do you need, Boss?" He asked in a deep voice.

"Something has happened. Joker got shot and is out cold. I need directions to the house." I squeaked into the phone. For some god awful reason I felt as though I was about to cry.

"After getting turn by turn directions from a very clam Xander The Yukon bounced into the driveway of the hose. Xander and Sorix were waiting for us outside and once I had pulled the massive car to a stop they rushed to the passenger side and had Joker inside in what seamed like seconds.

I sat in the car for a long time. Not thinking, not moving, just sitting. I felt numb. Never before had I never been a victim or causer of a violent situation. It had happened so quickly…

The door was suddenly opened and Sorix appeared next to me. He was quiet when I didn't look at him. We sat for a while more.

"Come on. You have blood on you." He stated gently as he pulled my from the car. I let myself be carried. My shoes now forgotten on the passenger side floor.

(Next morning)

I awoke to a pressure near my back. Someone was sitting behind me. I was in no mood to be messed with so I pulled the blankets up around my neck and tried to go back to sleep.

I guess you could say I was still in somewhat of a shock. Last night I hadn't said one word to Sorix as he helped me get ready for bed. I wasn't in control last night. It was very… odd for that to happen to me.

Just thinking about that threw me off slightly. I was always in control. Always! Never had I seen a violent act happen so quickly. I always killed slowly. It almost… scared me to know that something like that could happen so fast.

The person behind me moved and jostled me slightly. I huffed. "What do you want? I'm trying to sleep." I grumbled burrowing deeper in my blankets.

"Well excuusee mee for wan-ting to thank you." A deep voice growled close to my ear.

I stiffened slightly at Jokers voice then paused. Thank me? What? For what? Trying to save my as from a painful death? I nearly snorted.

"And just what are you thanking me for?" I mumbled sleepily as I rolled and rubbed my eye. I propped my self up on the arm I wasn't using and yawned slightly. I looked onto the made up face of the joker in a somewhat numb state.

His face was pinched and his jaw slightly slack. After a second his face smoothed. "For taking me home." He growled looking like he had been forced to say this. No doubt Xander and Sorix bitched at him all morning to get him to come up here and do the "right" thing.

I smirked and blinked at him slowly. "I… I don't think you should be thanking me." I stated pulling the blankets farther up my legs and sitting with my legs crossed.

"Oh?" He asked sounding almost relived.

I nodded and flopped back on my pillows. "I was going to leave you there. I thought about it, but then decided that I didn't want to die a slow painful death. So I took you back here. Sorry for using your phone and looking out the window when you told me not to, but I didn't save you for any reason but personal gain." I stated pulling the blankets around my neck and closing my eyes.

I was back to trying to sleep when a body settled next to me. Not to close and over all of the blankets. I growled lightly. "What else do you need?" I hissed sitting up and glaring at joker who was now lounging on my bed with his arms behind his head.

He grinned and met my glare with solid cold eyes. "Do you remember who did it?" He asked in a monotone.

I smirked. "I've been playing that incident in my head since it happened. It came from across from us. It had to be an attempted assignation because the guy waited for me to move away from you to take the shot. God knows why he missed, unless he was warning you. It was a tall black haired man. He was with a skinny blond woman who looked older. Just be glad I wasn't in control and really started to pay attention as shit went down. Now may I please go to sleep?" I stated back in a monotone.

He sat up quickly and if possible his grin got wider. "Nooo. Not just yet. Why did you start paying such good attention? Even I didn't see what happened that well." He stated squinting at me from the corner of his eye.

I glared then looked at my hands now folded in my lap. "I… I'm not a very good person. You know that? I was horrid to my co worker. Torturing her all because she was being nice and trying to get to know me. I was always in control of every violent act that had ever been around me. But last night… last night was the first time I wasn't in control.

It… It scared me. I was scared that I wasn't in control. I studied everything that happened. Over and over. So much adrenalin! You hardly weighed anything when I carried you!" I pulled my right foot from under the covers and showed him the bandages that now wrapped around the arch of my foot.

"I didn't even feel that! Now that I have told you everything you want to know. Please leave so I can sleep. I was up very late last night and I'm tired." I stated lying down for the last time. He would have to throw this mattress out a window for me to get up.

I was exhausted! And dealing with my pillar of fear so early in the morning was not good for what ever health I had left.

"Nope! I have a little job for you! We are re painting that car of yours and I have never seen that much shit in an engine. Soooo You're going to get up and Teach Xander everything about that car." He yelled in a loud obnoxious voice as he clapped his hands.

All the tiredness left my body at that moment. I glared growing serious. No I will not. That car is mine and I will handle anything that has to do with it. I don't care if you paint it. Black only, but I refuse to let anyone know anything more about my car than that. I growled as I started to tremble.

Joker whirled on me, moving so fast across the bed I had no time to react. My legs tangled in the blankets as a hand went around my throat. Joker's nose came to rest on mine as he squeezed his hand slightly. The one that he had got shot in resting next to my face.

"I don't think you are in any position to be arguing right now." He growled deep in his chest. His eyes were cold and I locked up, my body going stiff.

I wheezed slightly. "I don't care. That car is mine!" I hissed in a garbled voice. My eyes went wide as his hand tightened more, cutting off my air flow.

I clawed at his hand and bucked my hips and kicked my feet. All to no avail. His hands only grew tighter and my vision grew dimmer. My struggles grew weak and did nothing to help my situation.

My eyes fluttered closed and My arms grew as heavy as lead. My legs felt like rubber tubes and they were no longer listening to my commands. My chest was going to explode! Then the pressure on my neck was gone and I was gasping for air.

I didn't think air had a taste but my oxygen deprived body made it taste like the sweetest thing I had ever consumed! I gulped in air, not caring that Joker was lying on top of me.

I quickly got over the burn of my chest and with a grunt I sat up, cocked my right hand back and my fist connected fully with the much larger mans jaw. His head snapped to the side and it froze there.

"I won't teach him! That is mine and Grandpas car! No one else can know anything about it! I will die to keep it safe!" I snarled in a raspy voice, my eyes flashing with promise.

Suddenly the door behind Joker was thrown open and Sorix came thundering inside. He paused when he saw the position Joker and I were in. His eyes settled over my fisted trembling hands and he looked on wide eyed.

I sneered at him. "What? You come in here to torture me to?" I hissed as tears welled in my eyes. I was shocked. Why the fuck was I crying? This was no time to cry! I had to defend what was mine!

With a growl I swiped the tears away, only for more to replace them. I had to protect what was mine. I made a promise to Grandpa! I would be the only person to know how my car works! I refused to break that promise!

Jokers head snapped back to face me as I tried to stifle a sob. With a snarl I kicked my way out from under a still, glaring Joker. He was moving his jaw back and forth, trying to get it to pop. I ran to my bathroom. I had to get my self to calm down. I knew I was probably going to die for the punch I just threw.

Slammed the door closed and locked it just as a massive body slammed into it. I wasn't sure if it was Sorix or the Joker, but I didn't really care at the moment. Luckily I had moved my back into the bathroom.

With quick movements I grabbed my small makeup case. I always kept bobby pins in it. I grabbed it and ripped off the little rubber caps on the ends with my teeth and bent it so It was straight.

With a grunt that made my throat burn I dug it into my inner elbow on my left arm. As the blood bubbled to the surface my erratic heart beat slowed and I calmed considerably. I stood from my slightly hunched position and with another grunt I jerked the bobby pin straight up. It made an audible ripping noise and I was left with an inch long, deep as fuck, wound in the curve of my elbow.

I had turned so all the blood was now dripping into the sink. I was panting heavily as the noise of someone knocking gently on the door caught my attention.

"Semira. Let me in." Xanders voice commanded through the thick door. With a sigh I unlocked the door and pulled the door open.

Xander was in the door in half a second. Closely followed by Sorix who was carrying a black bag.

I flinched as Xanders eyes settled in my arm. "Why do you always do this? Your going to kill your self if you keep this up!" He growled as he snatched the bag from Sorix and swatted him back closer to the shower.

I glared. "Because someone wont give me my pills and I have to have some way to calm myself down." I rasped at the large black haired man.

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