Chapter Twenty

(A/N: ryuzaki25 had a good idea. I'm going to add some drama to this story. Harvey is going to develope feelings for Erin but Erin loves Joker and Joker loves her. I just want to twist with the idea that Harvey still hasn't gotten over Rachel's death and blah, blah, blah. You get the picture!. Thanks for the idea ryuzaki25!)

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I felt bad for Harvey, he lost someone he really cared about and he wasn't going to let me blame myself. He blames Joker for lying and causing this big mess. In Harvey's...sorry...in Two-Face's anger, he took me from the Joker, keeping me so the Joker would suffer the loniness he himself had suffered. Two-Face isn't going to kill like I suspected him to. Wouldn't the point be to kill me to see how it feels for someone else lose someone they cared about? No, lucky me. Another man wants me kept alive. I don't see what makes me so special. I can see why Joker wants me kept alive but I don't understand why Harvey does.

Erin walked around Dent's apartment. Nothing from the usual. Comfortable and cozy. He had found a pair of sweat pants and a white long sleeved shirt for her to wear and that was much better than the hospital gown she had been in earlier. Erin walked over to a small entertainment center, it was actually a radio but it came with speakers, so guessed it was. Of all the places she had stayed, she hadn't acquired anything this nice before. She looked over her shoulder, Harvey was in the nook area, making her something to eat. She had declined his offer earlier but he insisted she eat something, then his other half, Two-Face, made a joke about the hospital's cafeteria food. Stuff will kill ya or something like that. She had giggled at this remark but she didn't want to seem too open with him. She already found love or something along those lines. Joker was one of a kind and you don't just throw that away once you've got it.

She ran her fingers along the radio and pushed on of the buttons. It was in her nature to be curious..about everything. The radio turned on but it was on a low setting. She looked for the dial, it was to her right and she turned it. The music, coming from the radio, became audioable. I love this song she thought as the music began to make her shake her hips side to side.

I said, hey boy sittin in your tree
Mummy always wants you to come for tea
Don't be shy, straighten up your tie
Get down from your tree house sittin in the sky

With hearing the radio being turned on, Harvey looked slowly over his shoulder. Erin was moving in a rather crazy fashion, as though she were at a rock concert or something. So, there was something she did like. Leaving what he was doing, Harvey walked over and took her hands in his. They began to dance about the room.

I wanna know just what to do
Is it very big is there room for two ?
I got a house with windows and doors
I'll show you mine if you show me yours

Gotta let me in, hey, hey, hey
Let the fun begin hey
I'm the wolf today hey, hey, hey
I'll huff I'll puff
I'll huff I'll puff and blow you away

Say you will say you won't
Say you'll do what I don't
Say you're true, say to me c'est la vie

Do you play with the girls, play with the boys ?
Do you ever get lonely playing with your toys ?
We can talk, we can sing
I'll be the queen and you'll be the king

Harvey turned so his back was to the radio, he reached behind him and turned down the radio, so the audio was barely a whisper of noise. Erin laughed hard as they turned in a waltzing sort of jig. She leaned against his shoulder, her head thrown back and her hair seemed to slip away from her shoulders. She hadn't had this fun in ages. She wasn't aware of Harvey's true intentions as he danced with her. They stopped at last and her head fell against his shoulder. Her cheeks hurt from laughing so much but to feel her smile spread across her face again, it felt good, but it made her miss Joker as well.

Harvey placed his hand on the small of her back and just held her against him. Sure he missed Rachel but this..this felt good. It felt better, much more better. He could tell that Erin was just as confused as he was. She hadn't been in the situation Rachel had been in. Rachel had to choose between him and Bruce Wayne. Where as Erin was just happily attached to the Joker. Two-Face wanted to rip her from the Joker. She was safe here, with him. Not out there, where she could get hurt or worse, end up like Rachel did. He let his hand slip to her hair, feeling how soft it was. How red it was, how dark it was, like fire.

"Don't get attached", the small voice in his head replied.

"But I think I...", Harvey thought about it for a moment and then realized, "...love her".

"Even so...'we' can't let her go back to that psychotic clown", Two-Face fought back.

Erin looked up at him. He seemed to be concentrating about something. The left side of his face was gazing at her, while other side seemed to be mulling things over. She found this a bit odd and creepy for the most part. She stared down at the floor, listening to his faint breathing. She then looked back up at him as he placed a finger beneath her chin. The left side seemed to be doing the thinking this time, leaving only the right to watch. Erin couldn't bring herself to look away from him. He seemed to be thinking the same thing as he looked back at her. He leaned in, his mouth almost near her's but Erin was brought back to what was happening. She turned her head at the last moment, making his lips touch the side of her head instead.

"I'm sorry, jI can't", She replied after she turned her head.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

She turned back to him, now that he was through with trying to kiss her. Hopefully.

"Mr. Dent, I don't know what exactly your true intentions are for taking me hostage but I'm afraid I have to decline your advances", Erin exclaimed.

Harvey or Two-Face didn't look upset by her decline but there was something about her decline that kept him interested, the glint in his left eye told her this. He let go of her and went back to the kitchen. Erin was sure if Joker saw him trying to kiss her, there sure would have been one hell of a mess to clean up afterwords. She did, however, feel bad about hurting his feelings. It wasn't his fault. She knew that and she wished she had been more polite. Although she scolded herself for almost letting him kiss her. Something about him..made her want to. And yet...she hated herself for feeling that way. Was she crazy?

Of course, of course she was. But it was because she away from the Joker. She wasn't thinking clearly. And she was a little...hurt too. Kissing Dent would be getting back at Joker for taking back what he had said to her. He told her to forget what he had said. How could she forget? But perhaps he had been too forward, just saying something because he had been in the moment. Saying I love you, making sure those were the last words she heard just in case the worst had happened. This confused her more. Kissing Dent would get her revenge and yet, in her book, it was wrong. Joker took back what he had said, even though they felt the same for each other. Did he or did not love her? Saving her meant that he did but he took back three words that meant more.

Erin stood by glass windows, over looking other buildings and the streets of Gotham. Her reflection looked foregin to her. Like someone she didn't recognize. She looked thinner than usual and her skin looked less colorful. And yet, she was the side kick companion to Gotham's most dangerous mad man. She was torn, deeply. She begged herself not to cry. Just the thought of spending anymore time from the Joker made her upset. Hadn't her one dream been to escape him and go back to her borning life? But that had been long ago, her boring life wasn't going to take her back, not now, not ever.

"Why not stay here with Dent?" a small voice in her head questioned.

"No. I couldn't. I can't leave the Joker. He's done too much for me", Erin muttered to herself, "...I love him"

Great. She was reduced to talking to herself. A single tear let it's self slip down her face and hit the carpet flooring. She raised her hand to her face and whiped her eye with the palm of her hand. She was just tired from not sleeping the last twenty four hours. She thought for a moment and then let a small smile spill across her face.

"I wonder what my dear old clown is up to. Giving Gordon a hard time, I hope", Erin thought.

She wasn't too far off either. About five minutes later, when Gordon, after sending several officers out to search for Dent, returned to check on the Joker. He found five of his men killed and the Joker gone.

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Joker had hidden in a laundry basket, making Gordon think he wasn't there. With the Commissioner off to put his officers to good use, Joker climbed out of the laundry basket and quietly went down the hallway to the elevator. He took the elevator straight down to the parking garage. Once in the garage, Joker took off at a run, slipping his purple coat on as he did so. He had re-dressed earlier while no one was looking. Upon leaving the hospital and escaping from being seen. He made his way into the center of Gotham. Using his known instincts, he knew his way around. Anyone who ran into him, would run in fear and terror.

Although, finding his leading lady would be harder than finding a needle in a haystack. Dent could have taken her anywhere. Joker seethed as his feet carried him. He was one made clown and an unhappy clown, was a dangerous clown. He was glad it was night, otherwise the Bat would get his hands on him before he had a chance to knock Dent's brains out. That was a promise. Joker turned his head upwards and looked up at the surrounding buildings. He turned his head towards the left and back to the right. Half the lights on this street were off. He turned up the next street, this one was hustling and bustling with late night shoppers and what not.

There were too many to really notice him, he'd slip in and slip out. Suddenly, as though a light bulb came on. He noticed one of the apartment buildings on his right. Up on the fifth floor in the upper left hand corner. He couldn't mistake her for anyone else. Bingo. Now to get in. This, however, was easier than going in the front door. There were many chances that there were security in the front lobby of hotels or apartment buildings, especially ritzy places like this. Joker slipped down the back alley and went in through the back door, which was considered a basement. There was an elevator down here, lucky for him.

He stepped into the elevator, "Going up", He chuckled and pushed the #5 button for the fifth floor. The elevator dinged moments later. Joker was getting a free-be because Batman and the Gotham police force or what was left of it, were searching for Dent. It would take hours for Gordon to reach all of his men and the Bat. This would give him plenty of time to take Erin back from Dent and make the ex-D.A. lawyer wish he was never born. Joker stepped off the elevator and looked down either side of the hallway. Now to find which door belonged to Harvey Dent.

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Erin had been staring down at the crowed below. They looked like a bunch of little ants. She turned away from the window and went to sit down. She sat down on the couch and just let her head lean back. She stared up at the white ceiling. Harvey came back over and set a plate down in front of her.

"Hope you like ceaser salad", He replied.

"It's fine", She said.

He turned away and looked over a second later. He saw that she was eating as if she hadn't eaten in days. He wasn't a cook, not much of one. He had gone to school to be a lawyer. But, when you're living on your own, you have to learn the basics of food. And ceaser salads were up there. His attention was distracted by a knock at the door and then laughter, positivily ear splitting laughter. Erin heard it too and set down her plate of half eaten salad.

"Knock-knock. Who's there?" Came the voice just behind the door.

The door burst open a second later and Joker walked in, a smile on his face and his hands in his pockets. He stood in the doorway.

"Tried every door but this one", Joker said and then became serious, "And I think you have something that belongs to me".

He took a step towards Harvey. Dent stood his ground and then he wasn't Dent anymore, he became Two-Face and his protectiveness of Erin, increased. He threw his hand into his coat pocket and took out his gun. The other hand held the two-sided coin.

"I think you need to leave", Two-Face snarled, "Now".

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Author's Note: Hope this chapter was long enough. See people, this is what gets a story written! You are the readers, if you have an idea or what not, let me know. I don't want to blow this. It's going so good. THANK YOU FOR THE REVIEWS! READ AND REVIEW!