Disclaimer: I own no Batman characters. They belong to DC Comics, Bob Kane, and, in some cases, Chris Nolan.

A/N: This chapter will show the more 'touching' side of Joker. It is back to present time. When Tommy Schiff has showed up with Lillian Rose. So I hope you like this side of the Joker thats shown in this chapter. Because, I know its hard to imagine that the Joker has a tiny piece of heart thats not filled with hatred.

So, enjoy.

Now, on with this show.

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"Joker, meet Lillian Rose, your daughter."

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"My... daughter?" Jack questioned. Tommy nodded, smiling. Bruce was watching from a little ways behind them. Bruce was feeling hurt, very hurt. "Wait, how am I her father, when your her father, too?" Jack asked.

"Well, silly, I got pregnant....somehow. The day before the attempt to kill the mayor. You know, when you broke me out of Arkham...." Tommy said. This was a lot for the Joker to take in. He already had a child. A little girl. She was beautiful. It warmed Jack's heart, a little.

He bent down to look Lillian in the face, who was hiding behind Schiff's leg. "Hello, Lillian Rose." He purred. Lillian hid her face and let out a little scream. Joker stood back up to Schiff's hight. "What's with her?" He asked.

"I think she's afraid of the make up." Schiff said. Joker looked at the little girl, her face full of terror. "Well, hell if I'm taking my face off for her." Joker said. "Come on, Jack, she's only 3 years old." Schiff whispered. Joker looked back down at the little girl, then at Schiff. "Okay, fine." He grumbled. and held out his hand for Lillian. She was hesitant.

"It's okay, sweet heart. Jack is going to show you something beautiful." Schiff said, bending down and kissing his little girl on the forehead. Lillian nodded, and looked up at Jack. Lillian took Jack's hand. Jack led her to the bathroom. He shut, and locked, the door. He set the little girt on the closed toilet seat.

She leaned away a bit, the make up really did scare her. Joker gave the little girl a hard look. Then got up and looked in the mirror. Running the water and washing his mask off. Little pieces of Jackson Napier shining through at a time. The Joker getting washed down the drain, to reveal a beautiful scarred man, with bouncing golden curls. Just like the little girl, the curls I mean.

Jack looked at Lillian. The little girl smiled when she saw her father without the make up. She looked up at him, and said- "You're pretty."

Two little words, coming out of such an innocent, beautiful, child. It hurt Jack to know that this child knew nothing of what he had done to thousands of lives. She was a clean slate, he was a blood stained one.

He bent down and put a few curls behind Lillian's ear. "You're beautiful." Jack whispered to the little girl. His little girl. Lillian smiled. "Thank you. My Daddy tells me that all the time. He tells me I have his eyes and my other Daddy's beautiful hair. I never knew my other Father, Daddy says he got killed by a piece of cheap steal." Lillian looked down. Whimpering a little. Jack lifted her chin up. "No, no, sweet heart. Your Daddy's not dead. He's here. I'm here." He said. The little girl sniffled.

"You're my other Daddy?" She asked. Jack nodded, she smiled and hugged his neck. Jack was taken aback for a second, children never reacted like this before. They always stared at his scars. Some time's pointing and whispering to their parents.

But Jack hugged back. As the two were having this touching moment, they heard breaking glass followed by some one shouting- 'He had a right to know!'

Jack looked at the closed door. He wanted to see what was going on out there, but didn't want Lillian to get caught up in the fight. Plus, he really should not be getting to active, with his pregnancy being fragile.

He looked back at his little girl. "You stay right here, Lilly. Okay?" He said. Lillian looked at him, fear in her eyes. "No, Daddy, I want to go with you." She said. "I've never seen you until know. Let me be with you, just for a little while." She pleaded. Jack looked at her. "Fine, but stay behind me, okay?" He asked, she nodded.

Jack opened the door and went out to the living room. He saw Schiff getting beaten up by Bruce. Crane and Edward trying to pry Bruce off of him. Jack immediately started to help get Bruce off of Tommy. It had appeared Dexter(Schiff's hench clown) had gone back to destroying the city. Or, trying to.

The men finally got Bruce off Tommy. "What the hell was that?" Jack yelled at Bruce. Bruce wiped his bloody mouth on his sleeve. "He.... He will ruin us." Bruce replied. "What?!" Jack questioned.

Bruce gestured to Lillian. "That....that girl! She will tare us apart. Soon, you will start taking care of her, then you might have to go visit her every once in a while. But soon, Schiff is going to convince you and the baby to move in with him and Lillian. Then, were does that leave me, huh?!"

"Bruce, thats ridiculous! Haven't I showed you how much you mean to me? I would never leave you. Nothing could change that I love you. How about we just take a deep breath, and play this by ear. Let's all go out for some ice cream.-" Jack turned his attention to Lillian "-Lilly, didn't your Daddy promise you ice cream?" He asked. She nodded, and ran over to Schiff. Who was barely there, hovering in a sea of black, from the beating he got.

"Daddy, Daddy! Are you alright?" The little girl asked frantically. Schiff took a few seconds to answer, but gave a weak nod. The men looked down at him. "He doesn't look to good. Maybe we should do some thing." Edward commented. Crane bent down and put his fingers on Schiffs pulse. "Shit, it's still there, but barely. Bruce did a number on him. I think he has a concussion." Crane reported. "Well, is he going to be okay?" Lilly asked. Crane looked at Jack.

"He is going to need medical attention, and fast." Crane said, and added-

"Or, Bruce will end up breaking his one rule."

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A/N: Don't worry, you really think I'm going to kill off poor Thomas Schiff? Okay, so I was thinking about it.