Eleven

Okay. What is a Joker Fic without a Bruce/Joker fight over an OC. I mean seriously… when does that not happen? For everyone out there who has been following my story Thank You all soooooo much. I will reward you all one day.

Mia POV:

The next morning was pure hell for Mia who was still battered and exhausted from her late night escapades. Her whole right side was a mottled patchwork of purple and green bruises and she was so tired she could barely keep her eyes open long enough to pull on the outfit Harriette had laid out for her. She napped a little on the way to work, the limo's tinted window were perfect for such an activity, and was jolted awake by the stop of the engines. She called her thanks to the driver and got out; stifling a yawn and groaning at the thought of the upcoming meeting. She walked inside and was startled to see that nearly every female employee looked even more skanky then yesterday. The receptionist had obviously gone through her younger sister's wardrobe for the tiny black pencil skirt and too-tight business shirt would have fitted a sixteen year old body rather than her own curvy twenty-something one. Her breasts could clearly be seen and as she bent over to pick up a file she had drop she saw several male staff stop and stare at the barely concealed rear beneath her skirt.

What the fuck!

Mr. Wayne. Tessa said smartly.

What? Who?

Oh no-one. He's just the wealthiest, and not to mention most good looking, bachelor in Gotham. However these women are obviously smart enough not to pay attention to such rubbish.

Since when did you know so much about him?

He used to come to your house when you were kids. He was a friend of Frankie's.

At the mention of her brother Mia's good mood faded, however she did remember Bruce vaguely. He had been a quiet guy, not much to say but mostly polite to everyone. She also remembered that his own parents had died if front of him and sadness welled for the both of them. Straightening her dress she walked with as much confidence as she could to the elevator and waited patiently until it reached the conference rooms. Mr. Heamly was there with several other Board Members she had seen yesterday but not recognized. A quick check in the mirror saw her satisfactory but nowhere near what she had hoped. A pale grey work dress that was sleeveless but high necked was covered by a black suit jacket. It gave her an older and more professional; the jacket was rather vintage with golden buttons and high collar. Her long, white-blond hair had been piled into a neat bun; revealing high cheekbones and drawing more attention to her massive blue eyes which had rather dark circles beneath them that were hidden by heavy makeup. Mia blessed Harriette for making her face look almost acceptable. Black high heels completed the look. At her appearance all the men stared at her. Her mother's voice sudden came back to her.

Convince your mind that you know what your doing and your body will follow. Act like you don't care and men will follow.

Mia smiled and strutted towards them, holding out her hand and introducing herself. Their numerous names escaped her moments after they were uttered and she lost interest in their faces and positions within her company. HER company. Heamly led them through a pair of glass doors into one of the largest conference rooms and Mia was startled by the small number of men for such a large room. The business associates from Wayne Enterprises were already there and she watched with hidden interest as Heamly introduced himself to an older, dark-skinned man who told them his name Mr. Fox. He was the Executive Chairmen of Wayne Enterprises and Mia couldn't help but wonder what a man such as himself was doing in such a suited position. He smelled faintly of electrical wiring and his hands her callused as he shook her own. Mr. Fox was obviously a bit of an inventor and it seemed odd that a man with such interests in labs would want to push papers and hold business conferences.

"I'm sorry that Mr. Wayne is late; he is not the most punctual person when it comes to business or indeed anything really but I can assure you Miss. Delaney that Wayne Enterprises is very much interested in a partnership with your company." He said as they sat down and Mia couldn't help but smile at the tight-lipped expression on Heamly's face. Mr. Fox had assume that like his employer she ran the company and that was how it was going to stay; regardless of whether she did in fact work in a department some distance from where she wanted to be. They all sat down at the long table. Jones Members on one side, Wayne on the other. Mia and Lucius sat opposite each other and furthest away from the whiteboard and projection screen. Mia gazed over the shining table.

"I understand Mr. Fox. The only problem I see is many women in my company being more than a little disappointed today that's all." She said and everyone chuckled politely.

"Indeed Miss Delaney." Fox said.

"Please call me Mia; Miss. Delaney makes me sound like my mother." She said and he smiled.

"Lucius, if we are to become close work partners." He said and both smiled. The doors opened suddenly and everyone turned to see the receptionist, blushing profusely, lead a smirking man into the room. This, Mia assumed, must be what Bruce Wayne had become. He was tall, broad shouldered and his face was angular and charming. He had tousled brown hair and there was a curious look in his eye; like he knew a secret but refused to say what it was. He winked at the receptionist who giggled and left the room, flinging a contemptuous look over her shoulder at Mia who returned it with a small snarl. Fear crept into her gaze and she departed quickly. Mia laughed to herself, drawing a few worried looks from the man next to her.

"Well thank you Mr. Wayne for finally joining us, we can start discussing increasing company production. Although I'm sure the work production at my company today is going to plummet thanks to water cooler gossip from all my female employees so I must once again thank you." Mia stated and Bruce's smirk faltered for a microsecond before returning as he sat down next to Lucius. He leant back on his chair, clasped the back of his head in his hands and winked at her. Mia just rolled her eyes and leant back herself, slipping off her shoes and curling them under her like she used as a child. Surely this man was not the shy, quiet boy from her childhood. She gazed at him again and titled her head slightly. It was most certainly him; his troubled brown eyes hadn't changed in the ten years she hadn't seen him for. His gaze was fixed on hers and recognition lit them up. Quickly she refocused her attention out the window. The meeting progressed as slowly as her time with Dr. Vale's used to. One man droned on for what seemed like forever then sat down, Mia prepared to stand only to have another get up and begin his own speech. Eventually she fell asleep, a state brought on b the perpetual boredom she had been forced to endure. Ward X would have been preferable to this.

Mia snapped back to reality as the meeting drew to a close. Mr. Fox was bringing everything into a summary so she tried to listen at least to him. Most of the meeting had been about a joint contract for the government in regards to medical finance. Mia glanced over to where Bruce sat and tried to stifle her laughter to the sight of him sleeping. Obviously they had both had a late night: Mia could only guess at what Bruce had been doing.

"Well thank you very much Mr. Fox." She said at the end of his speech and stood up herself. She moved to the front and stared down the table, fixing ever man's eye (those who were awake to catch) and staring them all down.

"I am certain that our two companies will enjoy the benefits of joint partnership, however I am also certain that we could have come to an agreement almost two hours ago about splitting the finances if we had realised that unless Mr. Wayne's company provides the shipping requirements my company's products aren't going to get very far." She said and the men all stared at each other, her own chairmen looking very confused.

"Jones Enterprises doesn't have the shipping quality to move the government's shipment requirements. I have been working in Technological Research and Accounting and well… the numbers speak for themselves. Mr. Wayne!" She suddenly shouted and the sleeping man awoke with a start.

"Yes." He muttered and many sniggered a little.

"I am very happy to split the government's fee fifty-fifty however. It only seems fair in the joint partnership with companies of our calibre. Since my company is medically based; we can work on the management and production of the drugs and they can sell and be shipped under your company's name… for a small price of course." She said and Bruce's eyes widened a small bit.

"What is your price?" He asked and she chuckled.

"Half." She said and the room went quiet. Heamly had gone pale as a ghost. Bruce snorted.

"You would get all the profit and where would that leave my company?" He asked.

"25%." He said and she smirked.

"40%." She countered.

"30% and that's my final offer." He said and she folded her arms.

"35% and we'll call it quits."

"Only if you go out for dinner with me tonight." He teased and Mia pounced.

"Done." She said.

"Alright, Jones Enterprise will produce and manage the paper work, all Wayne has to do is stick on the labels and move them round the country. You'll get your selling profits and I get 85% of the government's offers. See gentlemen." She said as she gazed over at Heamly.

"I took roughly two minutes to do what should have been done in two hours. Thank you for coming and refreshments are waiting you outside." She said and indicated to the door. For a moment the en were frozen then in ones and two moved slowly out of the door. Lucius Fox walked up to her and smiling, shook her hand.

"You are as interesting as your grandfather. I haven't seen someone do something like that in a conference room for nearly twenty years." He said and Mia smiled.

"Thanks Lucius, I'll make sure the paperwork is foolproof." She said and waved goodbye as the man retreated out the door. Heamly brushed passed her with a scowl and Mia waved sweetly as he passed.

"Pull something like that and you're done, you'll be back with your lunatics if I have anything to say about it." He said viciously and Mia stared at him.

"You remind me of my father…" She said and the man jumped.

"I hated my father." She continued and turned away, dismissing him. Her shoes weren't where she had left them and she whirled around to find Bruce holding them out to her.

"Thank you." She said and balanced carefully to replace them.

"You seem familiar Miss. Delaney. We have met before haven't we?" He asked and she nodded.

"You went to school with my older brother Frank Jones Jnr. We probably met at his funeral ten years ago." Mia said and illumination filled his eyes.

"Yes, I remember Frankie; he was a really good man." He said and they were silent for a moment.

"Now about this dinner," Bruce said and his playboy smirk reasserted himself.

"I'll pick you up at around eight."

"Sure, business or pleasure?" She asked a slight purr in her voice. He was attractive, his ego loved to be stroke, and Mia felt that she could get more out of him this way. Really flirting wasn't too difficult, it was easy to try it with a pretty face then not.

"Definitely pleasure." He replied and the two of them grinned. He raised her hand and kissed it gallantly before walking out. Mia managed to catch a glimpse of his ass as he walked away.

Very nice. Tessa remarked.

Definitely not bad.

You'd do better with him then Clown Boy, although I sense there's something about him…

I felt it too. It's like a secret of something.

Lucius had the same look about him.

He's nice. Mia remarked as she walked outside and down the corridor to the elevator.

Yeah, I didn't know you knew how to haggle.

Neither did I.

Mia watched as the doors slowly closed and she was taken back down to her office.

Joker POV:

She needed a surprise he decided as he left her office. He was dressed in cleaners overalls and hid his face beneath the large cap he wore. He whistled cheerfully as he waited for the elevator. It opened and se stepped out. She gazed at him and her eyes widened slightly. Other than that she showed no sign of recognition.

"See you later." He mouthed and stepped into the elevator. She had turned in surprise and was watching as the doors slid shut. He collapsed against the side in laughter. If the surprise wasn't good enough at least the look on her face had been worth it.

Mia POV:

She had an extremely bad feeling after seeing the elevator swallow Jack from her sight. She walked to her office and opened the door. Sunlight was streaming into the small space and she smiled as she sat down behind her desk. Her mood darkened even further at the sight of another red envelope. She picked it up off the desk in front of her and turned it over. It was heavier than she expected. Cautiously she opened the letter and a deafening boom suddenly rocked the entire building. The window shattered and glass flew everywhere as she screamed. She looked out the window as the building next to her began to groan. An enormous whole had been blow out of its side and the top had begun to tilt. Mia clutched the letter she now realised was a detonation device and stared in fascinated horror as the swaying skyscraper started to burn in earnest. She looked down at the red envelope, pulled out the slip of paper and nearly screamed in frustration. One word was written on the letter in what Mia realised was Jack's handwriting.

Boom.

Jim POV:

God damn that Clown. Jim thought as he stepped out of his patrol car and looked at the smoldering building. Mia was in the next building and he couldn't help but wonder if the attack had been aimed at her. She was involved in this in some way and Jim hated the fact that she wasn't safe from the Joker, even though she was no longer in his custody. He suddenly saw her, stumbling out of her building and staring up at the hole in quiet calm. He walked over to her an hugged her. She returned the embrace.

"I think I'll go home now." She said and he nodded.

"I have a date tonight and my doctor's appointment tomorrow so… I think I can hand over this crime scene to you now." She said and he grinned despite the occasion.

"Call Barbie tonight or tomorrow she's missing you something dreadful." Jim said and Mia grinned.

"I can have the kids over the weekend if you want, give you and Barb some time off." She said and after a quick kiss on his cheek walked over to where a limo awaited her. Jim shook his head and settled down to find out what had happened to his city.