Thirty minutes pass and Linda was standing on the roof waiting for the Dark knight. It was raining earlier, now her wet locks were blowing in the wind, her make up was an absolute mess.

"What did you do Misty? What did HE do to you?" She heard him behind her.

"Hi Bruce, how are you?" She gave him a demented smile. "Don't worry I'll try to keep this quick."

He was scared for her. There's no telling what the Joker had put her through. She needed help now. "Misty, come with me I can get you the help you need."

Her laugh was very high pitch. She had definitely gone crazy. "Bruce, what the hell makes you think I want your help?" She began to walk to him. Slowly at first then stopped for a small moment. Then she ran and jumped on him. He fell back with her on top of him. They rolled around a few times with each one trying to be the one in charge. It ended with Linda on top and a gun to Batman's head. "You ruined everything for me. I really hate you." She cocked the gun.

"Misty no, don't do this. You're angry I get that but you're better than this." He stared into her eyes trying to plead with her.

She yanked his mask off so she could look down at Bruce and not Batman. "My names not Misty. I lied to you so you wouldn't know the real me. See I had plans, so many plans. I wanted to help the Joker take over Gotham. I didn't want anyone to have any of my information in case I was caught. My real name was Linda."

He wasn't completely surprised. He had been sleeping with the enemy. Now he knew she should had been put in a hospital before the Joker had a chance to put his hands on her again. "It's ok. I understand but what do you mean was?"

"Well about seven months ago Linda was kidnapped by the clown prince of crime. She was such a good girl, a very good girl. It was actually quite sickening." She stopped to look around her then back down into his eyes. "She went to school, to church, even volunteered at the hospital. Plus get this, she was a virgin. Practically a saint right?" She giggled. "A goodie two shoes all around. She would have hated what she turned to. Believe me she didn't want to be the robbing murderer he made her become."

Bruce laid there listening to her story while thinking to himself how far gone she actually was. Was there any hope for her? Could she ever leave the Joker behind to better herself?

It now looked like she was no longer telling him the story but rather telling it to herself as if to remind her who she once was. She seemed distant now. "She never wanted to fall in love with him. He changed her to what you see, to Venom." She was now looking at him again like she had never turned away. "I'm not Misty, never was. I used to be Linda but now I'm venom." The gun was replaced with a knife that soon cut Bruce from the corner of his mouth up to his ear. His screams sent Venom running to the ledge of the building. The cut wasn't deep enough to kill him but would surely leave a scar. He'll be fine. Too bad. "Ah bats sorry about that I can sometimes get a little out of hand." She had her gun in front of her again.

"Put the gun down, whoever you are. There are hospitals that will help you." He was losing a lot of blood.

"I don't need help Mr. Wayne but you do. The Joker knows who you are and that's how you caused me to lose him. I tried to keep your secret, I really did. It just slipped out. Sorry about that." She shot the gun once. The bullet sped by his face only missing him by less than an inch. "Damn I missed." She laughed again. Venom ran down the ladder and once she hit the ground she ran back to her apartment with him following her. She stopped in her tracks, turned around and fired her gun twice. Both bullets hit his chest but the suit was bullet proof so no damage was done. His face was still bleeding from the cut. "You need to get that taken care of."

Bruce hadn't bothered to put his mask on. They were in the middle of the street staring at each other. "Don't make me take you in by force."

"Why do you want to help me so bad? I mean do you go through all this with the Joker? Do you beg him to go with you?"

"He's different. This isn't about him. I truly think he's the reason you are like this now. With the right help you could be you again." He held his hand out to her hoping she would take it. For a minute he thought she would.

"I don't want to be the old me. Look I thought I could kill you but I can't. Even though I would love to see your blood on the ground, I don't want to be the one to put it there. You can still help others, not me. I'm afraid it's a little too late for me. Listen people are going to end up seeing you if you don't put your Bat hat back on and leave."

"I'm not leaving without you."

"I'm not going with you." They starred each other down. She pointed her gun at her own head.

"What are you doing?" Bruce yelled and ran to her.

She shook her finger no. "Don't come any closer. Either leave right now or I'll blow my brains out and it would forever haunt you that you made me kill myself."

"You wouldn't."

She laughed. "Do you really want to take that chance?"

"Fine I'll leave. You can put the gun down but before I go, If you already lost him just come with me. I want to help you. Think about your baby. Living on the run is no life for a child. Don't put your kid through that."

For a moment she took it into consideration. There was no way she could raise this child. She knew she was crazy. What kind of mom would she be? No her child deserved better. She lowered her gun to her side. "Bruce I want you to promise me something."

Thinking she was going to give up and let him take her in he agreed. "Yes of course, what is it?"

"Promise me that when this is all over and I give birth, you'll watch over my baby." She was crying now.

He was taken a back. For a moment he didn't know how to react or what to say. Finally he shook his head. "I promise."

"You know what? I lied before about being sure it was his."

Bruce stepped closer. "What are you saying?"

"There's a chance it could be yours. I mean I didn't want to tell you the truth because I didn't want you to interfere with my relationship with him."

"Was he ready to be a dad?"

"The Joker? Oh please. The last thing he wanted was to be a dad. He wanted me to have an abortion. All I'm saying is I know I can't raise it. Would you even if it wasn't yours? Would you keep my child safe?"

"You want to know why I really wanted to help you? It's not just because you need it. In this case I guess you can say I was being selfish. While we were together rather it was real or not for you, I fell in love with you. It had been so long since I felt like that for anyone. I didn't want to lose you as well to the Jokers hands."

She ran to him and wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. "You will make some woman very happy one day. I'm sorry it won't be me." She turned and ran to her apartment as fast as she could while making sure he wasn't following her.

The Joker sat on his bed at a crappy hotel room. He had just turned on the television when her face popped up. He watched her deranged message to Batman. She looked like she was out for blood. He would have loved to be with her in that moment but knowing she had bedded Batman was too much. The ultimate betrayal. He regretted saying those awful four words to her. I love you too. Uhhh it made him sick. Of course he still cared for her. Even though he would like those feelings to disappear, he knew it wouldn't be that easy. He starred at the screen. The rage in her eyes showed Linda had nothing to lose. "What is she up to?" He said a loud. He thought to himself about what she was saying. He wanted to know where she was meeting him. The words she spoke really unsettled him. When he heard her say 'Consummated' he threw his beer at the wall. Jealousy was not a feeling he was used to and damn her for making him feel it. Never has he been jealous of the bat fool before but ever since he made the mistake of kidnapping her he's been feeling a lot of things he wasn't used to. Batman made a fool out of him. He had his girl now she might be carrying a little bat brat. He had to do something. He was becoming soft. He made a few calls to some people who owed him some favors. He had one of them send him some new men he could use. He had plans for Linda's little boyfriend.

Bruce had been home for a few hours. All he could think about was Misty, or the idea of Misty being that she was a complete lie. Linda was someone he didn't know and now she was alone. She refused his help even though she herself knew she needed it. Would she ever get help?

Then he started thinking about being a father. Could it be his? If it wasn't would he still raise it knowing who the father was? Did he even want to be a dad? Was he ready? With his head full of questions and no answers he went to grab a drink. Then he heard glass shatter. He didn't have much time to think before his door was kicked down and he was face to face with the Joker. "Hello bats."

Bruce froze. He didn't know how to react. How did he know where to find him?

"What's uh wrong ah? Surprised to uh see me?" He muttered with a smile.

"What do you want?"

"Is that how you greet your friends? No wonder you have none." He stopped to laugh. "I don't want anything from you now that I know who you are it's taken all the excitement out of things. No no no, I'm here on other business."

"Well get on with it. Whatever you are here for just spit it out I'm busy." He eyed the Joker down waiting for a response.

"What did she want from you?"

"Oh I see. Jealous that your woman stepped up to someone better?" He smiled.

The Joker just laughed even though he wanted to snap Bruce's neck right then and there. "The only reason she would want you is to settle for you when I left her."

"Then why is it any of your business as to what she wanted to speak to me about? She isn't yours. You said it yourself. One mans garbage is another mans treasure."

The Joker kicked him hard in the stomach. Then turned and faced his thugs. "Go on men get on with it." In seconds flat the Jokers men were attacking Bruce. He put up an ok fight but without his suit he couldn't manage. They tied him up and left.

Linda was gathering all her clothes, jewelry and money up trying to get herself ready. She had decided she could leave for a few months until the baby was born then she would come back, give the baby to Bruce and then run again. She wasn't fit to be a mother but she didn't believe in abortion. The kid deserved a chance at life even if his father was a sadistic murdering clown.

Once she was packed up she had a heavy book bag and a luggage bag. She didn't want to be recognized so she wore a long blond wig with red streaks and a pair of large sunglasses. She had legally bought a small used car. It was time to go. She went downstairs, put her bags in the trunk and was about to get into the drivers seat when she noticed a television in the window of the liquor store. It was currently paying the news and she saw Bruce tied up to a chair. She gasped and entered the store to hear what was going on. She heard the Jokers laughter in the back ground. "That bastard." She said in a whisper to herself. She was slowly realizing just how crazy she must've been to fall in love with such a monster.

Bruce's lips were busted and he had a black eye. "Linda," He spoke into the camera. "Meet me on the roof where," He stopped and coughed. She could tell he didn't want to get her into it. "Where we consummated our relationship." Hearing him say those words made her realize the Joker must had been watching the news when she sent out her message to Batman. She knew he was upset but why? If he didn't want her then why did it matter?

Then the Jokers voice kicked in. After several seconds of his hyena like laugh he pointed the camera at himself. "Come alone or Mr. Wayne is dead." The screen went black and the news went to the newscaster.

Linda knew what would happen to Bruce if she didn't show. It wasn't about her or the Joker anymore. She wanted to keep her baby safe. Bruce was the only person she could trust so now she had to try to protect him for the sake of her child. She couldn't let him die for her. Linda took out a small bag that was in the glove department and rushed back upstairs. She quickly changed into her suit and got one hand gun. Just when she was ready to leave he pulled her back in. Damn him.

The Next chapter will be the last. Depending on my reviews I will be writing a sequel. I actually started on it because I have a few ideas but do not know whether or not I will be posting it. Like I said it will depend on my reviews. Hope you guys like what you've read so far.