A/N: Finally! I got another chapter! I'm so sorry, but I was stuck. Once again I would like to thank Predy96, now Choco Scorpion Bat. I would be so screwed without you!

God my body aches. And my head hurts.

My eyes opened slowly, taking in the environment. My body soon woke up as well, and I stiffened when I felt an arm wrapped around my middle. I turned my head slowly, only to meet the sleeping face of Joker.

"Ahh, what are you doing?!" I shrieked and regretted it when my head started to pound. Joker jerked awake and groaned.

"Not so loud doll face." When I saw he was shirtless, and I didn't feel any clothes, then it was major time to panic.

"Oh no. We didn't did we? We couldn't have."

"Done what?" He asked groggily. Slipping out from underneath the covers, I saw I was indeed naked.

"Oh, isn't this a surprise? You gonna do a little dance for me?" He grinned mischievously. My body was quickly covered by a pillow.

"No, no, no, no. This can't be happening." Our clothes were scattered around the room.

"What happen? What'd I miss?" Joker rested, only confusion shown on his face.

"We had sex, that's what!" I screamed at him. No this could not be happening. Never would I ever have sex with him. Hell must have froze over.

Joker was taken aback for a moment, until he looked at me, then lifted the covers up and peeked under.

"Well, would ya look at that? Huh." He smiled and crossed his arms behind his head.

"No, no, no, nnooo." My legs were weak and my head was spinning.

"Apparently it was yes, yes, yes, yyesss." He laughed and I glared at him.

"I for one, am glad it happened." That was it. I couldn't process this with him talking. Seeing the bathroom door, I made a dash for it. The door was closed and locked before he even sat up.

I paced around the small room. This could not be happening. Nope, nope. It's a bad dream, that's what. Dammit it's not! My hands fisted into my hair and I took deep breaths.

"Open the door." Joker pounded on the door, making it shake. I didn't answer, but instead slid down onto the cool floor. There was more pounding.

"Come on! I said open the door!" My breathing slowed but my stomach felt sick. How could I have been so stupid as to get drunk? And drunk next to the Joker! What the fuck is wrong with me? Oh shut up. My head pounded, made worse by Joker hitting the door.

"Open the door! Don't make this worse for yourself, dollface. I have a key to all of the doors in this building. Now open the door!" He started high pitched but ended in a deep growl.

"Just go away!" I yelled. I brought my legs up to my chest and wrapped my arms around my ankles. I heard him growl and footsteps receded. He was gone for a while.

I calmed myself and started trying to think rationally. I had sex with the Joker. Nothing can change that fact. Now I need to focus on hoping I'm not pregnant and to not piss him off. Poor start on that second part.

May need to see if I can't help that now. I got up off the floor on shaky legs and unlocked the door. I didn't need to just sit here and cry like a big baby on the floor. I'll cry in the shower. Fuck! No crying!

Regardless I climbed into the shower and fooled around with the knobs until the water turned on. I jumped when cold water spurted out and fumbled around until I got hot water running.

The water ran over my face. It felt nice to shower. I have no idea how long it has been. Too long for my comfort that's for sure. Turning around I hissed when the water ran over my leg and wrist. They stung still, but had healed up a good bit.

Then I heard footsteps pounding toward the bathroom. Joker must be back. I heard clanking of metal and grumbling.

"It's open." I said just loud enough to be heard over the water. The grumbling stopped and something was thrown across the room. The door opened and I held my breath, afraid of what might happen.

The curtain moved and cold air rushed in. I was facing the wall opposite of him. He stepped into the shower and stood there. I kept still. Too bad he's not like a T-Rex. Bad vision and all. Wait no. Bad idea, he can stay human.

He moved closer to me and I tensed. For a while we just stood there. Neither of us said anything. He was the first to move. His hand reached up to my back and traced the scar lightly with his fingers. I involuntarily shuddered at the feeling. He leaned down and his lips brushed against the top of the jagged line. My breath hitched and he grabbed my hips.

"Tell me how you got it." He asked gently, his breath brushing my shoulder. I clenched my jaw.

"Why should I?" I said with more bite then I intended. His grip on my hips tightened and he growled low in his throat.

"Mmmh, don't test me honey." He said dangerously. I didn't like to talk about it. Hardly anyone knew. Not even Lu.

"If I tell you mine, will you tell me yours? The truth. Not a story." He remained silent for a while before relenting.

"Ok, deal."

"Can I finish showering first?" I asked. He thought for a moment.

"You can tell me now or let me finish the shower with you and tell me after." He said before pressing his lips against the scar once more. I bit my lip. Either way he was staying in the shower with me.

"Fine, I'll tell you afterward. But there are boundaries." I said. His chest rumbled.

"Huhhh, fine. I'll be a good boy." He let go of me and stood back as I scrubbed my hair clean. I skipped rubbing down my body, not wanting to possibly provoke him. When I finished we switched places. I attempted to climb out of the shower but he grabbed my arm.

"At, ah, ah. You have to stay here with me." I groaned and stood in the corner. I looked away from him, not wanting to see anything. Soon the water turned off. Joker opened the curtain and stepped out. I stepped out too and was sure to look the opposite direction. He noticed.

"Whatcha doin?" He asked as he handed me a towel.

"Well...I just don't...want to see anything." My voice faded slowly toward the end. Joker giggled and came closer.

"Oh, come on dollface. We're both adults here. And besides, you've already seen and felt and enjoyed." I gagged and quickly wrapped the towel around my body. He picked up his own towel and dried off. Finally, he wrapped it around his hips. He smiled at me before leaving. I finished drying, taking my good time.

When I bucked up and went back into the room, Joker was dressed. Well, at least half dressed. He wore sweat pants. He still didn't have any face paint on. I pulled the towel tighter around me when he looked up from a deck of cards.

"Got ya some new clothes. Figured those wouldn't work anymore. Though I would enjoy the view." I rolled my eyes and looked at my torn and bloody clothes laying on the floor next to his. He threw something at me and I just barely caught it. Holding them up, it was a t-shirt and some jeans. Thank you, god.

"Uhm, thanks." I said. I spotted my underwear and bra and retrieved them from the floor. When I moved to go back to the bathroom, Joker got up and blocked my way.

"Dress out here." He looked down at me, a smirk on his tired and scarred face. I knew there was no use in fighting.

Scowling I walked to the opposite wall. I looked back once. He was leaned up against the door frame with his arms crossed, still smirking. Facing the wall, I took a deep breath and let go of my towel. As soon as it hit the ground, I was trying to pull on my underwear. Joker laughed at my attempt to dress quickly.

Once I had my underwear on, it was easier to put on my bra, knowing he couldn't see anything. Next I pulled on the jeans and sighed. It felt nice to be in clean clothes. Picking up the t-shirt and rolling my eyes at the color, purple go figure, I hadn't noticed Joker sneaking up behind me.

His arm wrapped around my torso, keeping me still as he traced the scar again. He leaned down to my ear and whispered, "Tell me now."