Hi guys once again amazing reviews I'm pretty damn lucky you're all still interested in my story; once again this chapter is dedicated to all my readers new and old-I decided to go with adding a bit from Jane's POV at the start to show her feelings etc. So much easier for me to write her as a first person view, hope you like it, any questions etc will be answered! P.S there will be happy times for Maddie; anyone guess?

Chapter 12: Danger...Lurks Everywhere

Jane's POV

I remember when I first met Maddie; she was this tiny, doll like woman, she barely came to my forearms let alone my shoulders; she would have looked so out of place if it wasn't for the steely determination in her eyes and the way people just knew she was gonna go places. I instantly warmed to this small, bubbly blonde who when she smiled would have dimples that she always would say made her look about eight; to the rest of us it was just part of her charm. Despite her being a Wayne I never saw her having a problem talking to anyone; she was never treated any differently to the rest of us. I knew her before James or the Joker ever came on the scene; I've known her for so long that to be without her feels like I'm not whole, I go through shifts at the hospital like I'm detached from my body, not having her here with me is a first for me, we're never apart. I've taken to letting my six year old daughter sleep in my bed with me because I hate to sleep alone; imagine that- my six year old is looking after me because I'm scared. Seeing him face to face was heart stopping; I didn't know how to react, I just kept talking in the hopes he wouldn't kill me. When I told him about James he looked furious; like I'd quite literally pulled out his heart and stamped the life out of it. James... I should have noticed something was up; we're so in tuned with each other's emotions that I should have know what was happening to her. When she was brought into the hospital with that glass sticking out of her back we all joked that next time she should stick to water; none of us noticed the dead look in her eyes, how she changed when she was around him. I should have done something I could have saved her; sometimes doing something is worse than doing nothing. What if I had got more involved what would he have done? I made any excuse I could to be always round theirs; whether it was me breaking up with another guy or just generally needing to have a conversation with someone other than a six year old who would tell me about how to make the perfect 'fairy pie' to help catch them; I would say anything. But then there were times I didn't even need to do that; she started asking the Chief for more shifts; even sleeping over at the hospital, I could never get her away from there. When I found out really what was going on it became hard to know what to say; patients at the hospital are easier, they come and go as they please; some listen some move on but I never dreamed it would happen to her; especially when everyone knows she can take care of herself. She's a strong woman; can hold her own in a fight but at five foot four she's no match for a six foot cop who regularly works out. I never noticed the change in him but sometime she would vomit in fear and literally shake when she would talk about him; she told me about his father, how he was a bully and a drunk, like I was supposed to find some sympathy for him in that. Helena (James' mother) and Maddie soon found common ground; they had a silent empathy with each other, never speaking of it out loud but always knowing the pain and suffering each other went through. Yet they could never help each other; Helena is too fond of her lavish lifestyle to have left her husband, Maddie too lost in him to bear to part with him. I know many things about James; the way he thinks he's better than anyone else, how insecure he is over losing Maddie and how much he flipped when she did leave, his drinking problem and the way he even gets jealous of Bruce's relationship with Maddie; all for being happy and loving in each other's company and excluding him. How do I know so much about James? I loved him once too, so long ago now it seems, but I loved him so much. I never betrayed Maddie, I want people to know that, I never have and I never would. I loved the man he was not is, when they first starting going out anyone could see why so many women loved him; that was when he was perfect, no one would dream what he was really like or was thinking. So yeah I loved him and I did for a while and not to make excuses but I don't anymore, not when he uses my friend as a punch bag and thinks that will make his problems go away.

Sam's POV

He's lucky that the Joker gave him and some other guy's the 'day off', sounds strange doesn't it? A day off from killing. Last night he took plenty of pictures and stayed around a little afterwards to catch some of the show; what can he say? The woman's hot and it's kinda hard to ignore those kinds of sounds, especially how loud they were both being. He needs to be careful developing these pictures; get rid of all the evidence just incase, after what he heard last night he can't rely on his house not being watched. He doesn't hear the door knock the first time but when he does he panics; it's natural for him to be on edge, it's not like his looking after kittens down here or whatever.

"Sam. You in here?" God its Dwayne couldn't have been Speed could it? Dangle candy in his way and he'd skip off happy enough.

"Yeah dude I'm here, what's up?" Act casual, casual and smooth...

Dwayne doesn't trust him; he knows that, some people you just have to get rid of. Especially when the moment arises.

"Nothing the boss just wanted me to check in on you, you've been acting weird lately." Sam feigns innocence, "Who me? I'm fine, just wanna help out the boss with whoever's the mole."

"Yeah funny that ain't it, I mean we've got some clues as to who it is but ya know it's just getting the proof."

Subtle, very subtle way of showing he knows.

"You er wanna come down to the basement dude? Got something to show ya that might interest ya."

"What, what is it?" He looks suspicious and kind of freaked out, his not exactly seen Sam with a woman...

He follows him regardless, the house is a tip; but what was he expecting?

He stands behind Dwayne and points down to the cellar, "Just down there, I'll be back in a minute, I'll grab a beer for us." He watches as the stupid fuck gingerly makes his way downstairs, while he stands there bidding his time. He creeps silently down the stairs, this is his talent; moving in the shadows, who needs a good gun aim when no one sees an attack coming?

Dwayne stands there with the developed pictures in his hand looking repulsed and pissed; he doesn't see the hit coming. Sam bursts into manic laughter as the other man it's the floor, hurt but still not down.

"Couldn't leave well enough alone could ya? You know Dwayne it's gonna be a shame to kill ya really it is, but rather your head than mine. No hard feelings huh?" He leans closer as Dwayne mutters something, as he tries to reach his fallen gun.

"What was that?" He brings the other man's head up and almost recoils at the poisonous look on his face.

"Treacherous bastard, he'll find you, he will find you."

Smirking he leans closer still, "No he won't."

Slitting a guy's neck is messy work, he observes as he looks at the mess, not only that but he got the chemicals everywhere, still must have hurt like a bastard. Now he has even more work to do; clean up the mess and get rid of the body. And boy was Dwayne not a small guy. The blood's even gone on some of the pictures, well he'll have to keep those ones, and it's only fair; finder's fee and all. Hell his death may even look like he's the mole, even if for just a while and by then the Joker will be caught and he'll be on a fast plane to Miami. He allows himself a moment to even feel sorry for Maddie; she best run fast when James finds her.

Maddie's POV

I wake up still in the TV room and wrapped up in my dress; Jack lays naked beside me. I wince from the cramp in my neck and click it to the side to relieve some of the pressure. The house it quiet; I know he told the guys to clear off today but it's still eerie how quiet it actually is. I turn around when I hear him grunt; his hand reaching across to where my head lay moments ago. His eyes shoot open and it takes all my nerve not to freak; damn he moves fast.

"What time is it?" He asks, rubbing the back of his hand against his scars.

"It's late I think, I didn't wanna wake you," he kneels up behind me; taking my dress away from my body.

"Such a beautiful body to be covering up," he admonishes me; I laugh and roll my eyes, not for long.

He traces my scar and I flinch; he gets touchy about his scars what makes mine so different?

"I would offer to make you breakfast and read the morning paper with ya doll but sadly I don't go for that. And did I mention I don't cook? Plus I've got stuff to do myself today; I'll leave Dwayne and Speed here with you so you won't be alone."

Bit of an anti-climax really; here's me all set to go and he just springs it on me he's leaving, again. I start to get dressed but he grabs my dress and instead throws his shirt at me, right of course I realise; he'd look a bit weird dressed up instead of wearing his usual outfit, can't see him terrorising Bruce when he's dressed up like his going to the theatre.

I've never been good at telling people thing's, I'm a pretty private person and have never spoken about my personal life nor the rest of it to any papers. That's for Bruce to do, me I stick to the sidelines and cheer him on. He's still downstairs getting ready to leave when I hear raised voices; I put my book down and luckily I didn't walk towards the door a second later as it swings open; Jack stands in the doorway looking worried.

"What's the matter?" I ask. I refrain from asking if his heard something about Bruce, he wouldn't take too kindly to that.

"I sent Dwayne on a job four hours ago and his still not back." It's strange to see him worried about someone else other than me, we both know it's not like Dwayne to do this; any job he does he's in and out no questions asked; he has a right to be worried.

"Maybe he got way laid by something, or the job took him longer than he thought. What was the job?" I hint, he chooses to ignore my question; flipping his cell out instead. The more the phone rings the more agitated he becomes; it's not looking good, if he'd been arrested someone would have picked up; even I'm getting a worried feeling.

"Nothing!" he swears slightly as he throws the cell on the bed, deep in thought.

"Jack," I grab hold of his hand, "It's gonna be ok, maybe his on his way back now."

"Yeah or maybe whoever's following me got to him first" he snarls, his voice reminding me of the tone he first used when we met.

"What do you mean whoever's following you?" Silence. "Jack what's happening?" I put on the same voice I use to my interns when they've done something and aren't owning up to it.

"Your Cop guy's got someone in my guys following me, getting to know lil old me. Probably in the hopes of getting me to screw up so he can crawl in here and rescue you."

"But I don't need rescuing" I confess, confused, how the hell does he know James has been following him? More to the point what has the mole seen?

"You don't need rescuing huh? You weren't saying that a few weeks ago when you were offering me money so you could go!"

"Things have changed," I remind him quietly; he catches himself mid retort and merely nods instead.

"Jack I have something I really need to tell you..."

"Boss! We've got something!"

Jack throws me a look and I squeeze his hand reassuringly, god can we never have a moment? He clenches my hand tight and walks off, I'm almost afraid as to what he'll find when his downstairs.

Joker's POV

He can count on one hand the amount of guys he can trust and he can now safely say Dwayne is one of them; he was annoyed at first when he didn't show but as the minutes turned into hours he got more and more anxious. Dwayne's a good honest guy; he respects him and has never looked at Maddie in what he deems the 'wrong' way. Where the fuck is he? His not the type to desert either, he best have a good reason.

The TV's on when he gets downstairs and he's about to yell at them to turn it off when he catches the news:

"Police have told us that a body has been found washed up on Gotham City River. We can now confirm the body is that of a young man and police believe he was murdered and fear it's the work of the Joker who is still at large. The man is described as young, in his late teens, wearing black jeans, work boots and a red top, police will later reveal a picture of the young man. Police are advising all citizens stay inside their homes and if going outside at night stay in large groups and avoid all alleyways and deserted streets."

His men turn and look at their boss; shock on their faces that this could be one of their own.

"We don't know it is him yet, so until we do we carry on as normal ok? I'll get one of the contacts down at the station to check up on it. Bozo call up the rest of the guys and round them up, meet back here." Without another word he turns and walks off upstairs; needing Maddie's reassurance now more than ever.

Bruce's POV

It was Alfred who overheard on the transmitter that a body had been found; he knew there and then the meaning of true terror. Please not Maddie, please don't let it be her, he'd chanted all the way to meeting Gordon as Batman. When he got there in his terror he almost forgot who he was suppose to be and caught himself in time from using his real voice.

"Is it her Gordon? Is it the Wayne girl?"

"No, it's not, I got a good look at the body myself and it's definitely a man, poor guys taken a good beating, eyes look pretty irritated, throats slit no hesitation marks. We got James down by the river sorting the press out, but there's only so much we can do, don't even have a name on him yet..." That's all he needs to know and he heads off as Gordon waves him off; eyes squinting against the bright sunlight. Not Maddie, thank god he was so sure this time... But how long will her luck and his prayers hold out?

Yep, I killed Dwayne off. But sadly he had to take one for the team. Will Sam ever be found out? Will the Joker ever keep his shirt on? Stay tuned for a new update hopefully soon!