Hope everyone had a great holiday! Mine was pretty good no complaints. I was so thrilled when I read all your reviews and saw the numbers go up. I want to thank everyone that has been keeping up and reading my story! Plus the ones that have helped me with the grammar and mistakes, thank you lots! Keep all the great reviews coming! Anyways, here is Chapter 25 I hope you enjoy it. It took me awhile, a lot of it I had to rewrite because it didn't sit well with me. So I hope my editing job paid off! Please leave me a review and enjoy! Cheers!

The characters in this story belong to DC Comics and based on Nolan's version of Batman. Along with Heath Ledger's Joker (which is amazing). So I own the plot not the amazing/crazy characters.

Chapter 25

Broken

Rachel looked into the Joker's dark eyes as he pressed the cold metal against the corner of her mouth. Tears filled her eyes when she felt a small sting as the blade dug into her flesh. She didn't know how to react other then brake down into tears. She felt his warm breath on her face as he leaned in and gave a dark laugh. Chills ran up and down her spine, and tears fell down her face. The Joker smiled as his tongue shot out to wet his lips. He cleared his throat with a small growl and leaned forward, with his mouth on her ear he spoke.

"You're too uh, brave for your own good. You see… you tend to forget who you're around." He cleared his throat again and spoke. "You forget who I am, and I just have to uh… remind you. Every. Once. In awhile. Sooo tell me Miss. Dawes, are you afraid?"

"No." said Rachel boldly. She felt his grip on her tighten and he was still. She wished she could see his face just to read his expression. She jumped suddenly when he pulled back and looked into her face, with the blade still digging at her mouth. He searched her eyes reading her emotions and Rachel sat in her spot and stopped her body from shaking. She had to show this clown that she wasn't afraid of him anymore. He slowly let her go putting his knife away in the process.

"Noooo?" He hummed in the back of his throat.

Rachel looked into his painted face, tears drying on her cheeks. She was frozen in her spot, afraid to move or even speak. The Joker eyed her and licked his lips and waited for her to respond. Rachel quickly got to her feet and stormed down the isle, she heard the Joker bolt after her. She felt him grab her wrist and spin her around to face him. His hands gripped her arms tight, and they went numb instantly. She looked up into his dark eyes and waited for him to speak.

"You know, between both of us." He started with a sigh. "Shouldn't I be the one storming out of here, all angry and PMSing?"

"Why?" she asked coldly.

"Well your the one who was groping my face." said the Joker.

"I wasn't groping your face." she spat at him. "You put a knife to mine. So don't tell me I shouldn't be upset!"

"Why are you sooo tense all of a sudden?" asked the Joker. "I mean it's not like I touched your scars." He released her and brushed past her towards the doors.

"What scars?" she asked watching him walk away.

"The ones you were graced with after your lipo." he called back as he grabbed the door handle.

"You're crazy!" she spat out at him. "You're just upset because I'm not afraid of you or your scars. You're just upset because you don't scare me anymore Joker. Maybe you should come back to the real world and stop acting like you're in a comic book. This isn't fantasy; it's the real world where monsters don't exist." The Joker slowly turned and faced with a blank expression. "You're not a monster. You're a person… a real person, not some freak of nature. When are you going to learn that?" She was shaking in her stance as she finally unleashed all emotion on the clown in front of her.

Rachel could tell she was making him angry because he gnawed violently on his scars and gave her a side glance. Rachel was paranoid for a moment but she stood tall. If he was going to kill her he would've done it already. She took a deep breath and looked into the Joker's painted face.

"You wanted to remind me who you were and what I'm dealing with. Fine. Now it's my turn to remind you who I am. I'm not someone you can push around. I'm not like all the other people you tend to treat like shit and do as you please. "She said loudly and stepped closer to him. "You need to get it through that thick skull of yours that I'm not like everyone else."

"Oh really?" asked the Joker.

"Yes really. I demand respect." Stated Rachel. "Ten dollars I'm the only one with enough guts to say that to you. I don't know why, your not as scary as you think Joker." There was a pause and Rachel continued. "I think you're the one that's scared."

"Wow, you really have me figured out don't you?" asked the Joker.

"Yes. I believe I do." Said Rachel crossing her arms.

"I didn't know I was that transparent!" he said loudly then gave a chuckle as he hovered around her. "You know all my secrets! You know everything about me! You're a mind reader Miss. Dawes, a true… mind reader! Snap!" he snapped his fingers in front of her face then leaned in closer. "Being how you know sooo much about me… Perhaps I should uh… Kill you."

"You're not going to kill me." Said Rachel.

"No? What makes you think that?" asked the Joker.

"You would've done it already." Said Rachel. The Joker bit his lip and eyed her for a moment and gave a laugh.

"Your right doll face, I'm not going to kill you." He said grabbing her chin painfully. "I could however cut out your tongue and feed it to the fishes."

"So I am right.. .The Joker is just a scared little boy." She spat up at him. The Joker's eyes bored into hers and she could feel the anger radiate from him. "What's wrong clown, cat got your tongue?"

The Joker gave a cruel growl and gripped her tightly and swung her around. He threw her down roughly onto one of the pews and hovered over her. He gripped his hand tightly around her throat and Rachel tried to catch her breath. His grip was tight and her air supply stopped and she choked. The Joker had a dark glare in his eye and his mouth held a snarl. Rachel's head started to spin and blood pounded in her ears. She felt light headed and she was about to faint. The Joker gripped her neck harder and pushed her back into the oak surface. She gripped his wrist with her hands, but she was loosing strength. Tears in her eyes and her face turning a light violet from lack of air. Her eyes pleaded up at him, as he snarled down at her.

Rachel could see anger pulse through his twitchy blood shot eyes. She has never seen him this angry before and she wished she kept her mouth shut. Her vision started to black out and she felt the life slowly drain from her. She tried to move her legs, but he had her pinned down good. She finally gave up and let her hands fall from his wrists and her temples pounded with blinding pain. She was convinced this was the end for her. The Joker was going to her kill her, because she pushed him over the edge. The same thing he's been doing with others for years. Then she felt the pressure on her throat fade and she took in a sharp breath. Her lungs stung as they filled with air and she coughed violently. She rolled over on to her side and tried to catch her breath.

The Joker got to his feet and glared down at the frightened woman. He ran a hand through his greasy hair and turned on his heals. His steps pounded through the church and echoed against its stone walls. The Joker banged open the doors and shuffled through the snow. The growled to himself as he marched up the snow covered path and through the dark area. The Joker kicked snow as he walked through the small drifts. He bit at his lip and sucked on his own blood to keep his mind at ease. Thoughts shattered through his mind. He felt that he made a mistake being so involved with Rachel Dawes. Now that he was involved there was no escape. He knew that Rachel held deep feelings for him. He saw them shine through her rich eyes every time they landed on him. The thought of her wanting to help him or even caring about him made him sick.

Why couldn't she despise him like every other person in this city? Why wouldn't she just turn him in right then and there and end all of this? The questions raced through his mind. How long was this going to last? How long was Rachel going to LET this last? He knew Batman hated the fact that Rachel had a soft spot for him. It made him laugh. The thought of Batman being so angry that he might just KILL him. This thought amused the Joker. Death wasn't something he was afraid of. In fact, he was willing to accept it. Rachel was a pawn in this little game of pushing Batman to a point of murder.

He looked over and saw a man in his late thirties frozen in his stance as his eyes wondered up and down the Joker. He had a look of panic and the Joker turned his whole body around and slowly walked up to him. The man acted as if he was about to run but the Joker's voice stopped him.

"Ah! I wouldn't run if I were you." The Joker growled and drifted closer to him. "It would make me even more… angry." He reached in his pocket and pulled out a knife snapping the blade open. "I'm uh… NOT in the mood for a chase." He grabbed the front of the man's coat and roughly pulled him close to him with the knife at his throat.

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Rachel finally caught her breath and sat up. She shook violently and she tried to keep her emotions under control. Her head pounded and her neck was stiff. She glanced around the room and noticed the Joker was gone. She felt a wave of panic and she got to her feet, and she tried to steady herself. The room spun and she slowly made her way across the room towards the door. She pushed the door open and weakly stepped out into the cold air. She glanced around in search of the Joker. She couldn't figure out why she was looking for him… she opened a wound and she wanted to heal it.

She wanted to call out for him, but she didn't know who to call to. She looked around the area but didn't come across the Joker. She was starting to give up and headed down the path towards the exit. It was a cold and lonely walk home as she made her way towards her neighborhood. Her ears were extra sensitive and picked up every sound around her. Her mind started to flood with thoughts of worry. Hands in her pockets she buried her face deeper into her coat. A light breeze blew through the air, sending snow flakes around her. Her ears were freezing and her face stung from the cold. She was thankful when her apartment building came into view and she walked a bit faster.

She saw a group of homeless people standing around a burning barrel in the dark ally to her right. She felt sorrow tug at her gut but she walked past them. News papers and trash flew down the street as the wind picked up. She crossed the street and the blinking stop lights left a small glow of red on the snowy street. She walked up the steps and entered the front doors. She slowly made her way up to her apartment for an uneasy night sleep.

The next day Rachel headed out to see Bruce. He had invited her to spend the day with him and Alfred, and that night Bruce would have a big Christmas party. Bruce Wayne was popular for his big holiday blow outs so Rachel was ready to have a good time. She set aside all the hectic events that had taken over Gotham and was ready to have an old fashion good time. Plus she needed to talk to Bruce and set things straight. Seemed like it was good time to talk, now or never. On her way over she replayed the events that took place the night before. She learned more about Joker and who he was as a person. She learned that he wasn't much of a popular kid and seemed to have a rough childhood. She learned that he was constantly battling with his emotions. Seem to Rachel that the Joker hated the thought that he even held any positive emotions. He tried hard not to show them, and bring out his bad side as much as possible. Rachel didn't understand, why he was so bottled up inside. He told her once, not to bottle things up… she should use his words against him and make him open up.

It seemed that the Joker was actually starting to trust Rachel. He did after all give her information about himself, his name and age. Plus gave her a little insight on his personal life back when he was a young boy. She was thankful that he was actually starting to come around and perhaps give her some more insight. Though there was a little voice in the back of Rachel's head saying 'don't believe it, remember it's all a game.' This made Rachel frown. Maybe the Joker was just putting her on and leading her into a death trap. Maybe he was twisting her mind, and just trying to mess with her. She hated this thought, because she was starting to feel more admiration towards the Joker. She even told herself last night she was 'in love' with him. Rachel shook the thought of loving the Joker out of her mind. She was just caught up in the moment. Like he said, 'love was an emotion weak people go through, as they get caught up in the moment.' Maybe that's what happened.

"That's what happened." Rachel told herself. "I just got all mixed up and I'm a sucker for romance that's all." She laughed to herself. "Now come on Rachel, no more thinking about that crazy clown. It's going to be a stress free day."

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Rachel didn't bring up anything about the Joker or anything destructive that was going on in Gotham. She was thankful that Bruce didn't bring it up either though she knew they had to make a mends. It was an easy going day and Rachel was thankful that things were going so smooth. For once the city seemed to be having a peaceful day with out bombs and gun fire. Rachel sat on the couch with Bruce and Alfred brought in a bottle of champagne for the two. Bruce filled the crystal glasses and gave one to Rachel.

"So how are things going with you?" asked Bruce finally breaking the silence.

"Good." Said Rachel. "Trying to stay busy."

"Have they gotten a new District Attorney?" asked Bruce taking a sip from his glass.

"Not yet." Said Rachel.

"You'll get it." Said Bruce.

"You seem so sure." Said Rachel with a smile.

"I am sure." Said Bruce. "It would make sense really. You were the Assistant D.A. Why wouldn't you get the position?" Rachel just shrugged taking a drink. "Do you have your doubts?"

"I don't know." Said Rachel looking at him slightly. "Become the most, Mob hated person in Gotham. It'd be scary but I guess I have some faith in myself. However the fact I'm on probation and suspected to be the Joker's accomplice doesn't help my votes."

"Don't worry about that. The Joker can't ruin this for you… You can't let him. Things will clear up, just give it some time. They'll open their eyes and realize they made a big mistake." Said Bruce. "Besides I don't see why you couldn't do the job Rachel. You know that system like the back of your hand. They'd be foolish not giving you the position. You've worked hard and I think you're due for a promotion."

"One can only hope." She said giving him a smile. Bruce smiled at her for a moment, she could feel his gaze and glanced over at him. "What?"

"Nothing." Said Bruce, he set his glass down. "I'll be right back." He got up and left the room. Leaving Rachel to sit in silence. She glanced over at the decorated Christmas tree and gave a grin. She could feel the warmth of the fire in front of her and she sat back. She looked out the window, and noticed it was snowing again. She glanced over when she heard Bruce enter the room again. He sat down and held out a small box wrapped in green paper and had a small red bow on top. Rachel smiled at him and lightly took the box. "If I remember right, Christmas is about giving." He smiled at her.

"Which reminds me." She said turning and grabbing a small gift bag. "This is for you."

Bruce took the bag from her and watched her open her gift. He wanted to see the look on her face. The look of joy, which was something he hadn't seen in a long time on his dear friends face. Rachel pulled the wrapping paper away from the box and opened it. Inside was small blue velvet box, and her heart skipped a beat. She took the box in her hands and slowly opened the lid. Inside was a gold necklace with a gold heart pendent with a single diamond in the corner.

"You like it?" asked Bruce.

"Oh Bruce," she said admiring the light shining on the glittery diamond. "I love it. It's beautiful. Thank you so much."

"Anything for you Rachel." Said Bruce. "Here let me help you with it." He took the box in his hands and took the necklace out. He and Rachel stood up and Bruce put it around her neck. He licked the chains together and Rachel turned in his arms. "It means a lot." He gave a smile and hugged her tightly in his arms. They pulled away and Rachel gave him a peck on the lips.

"Now it's your turn to open your gift." Said Rachel sitting down with Bruce. He dug through the bag and pulled out a small box. He opened the small box and gave a smile. "Do you like it?"

"Of course I like it." Said Bruce pulling out a gold watch. "I actually needed a new one." He held up his wrist and showed her his broken watch, the glass was cracked and it didn't even work. "Thank you." He leaned over and gave her a peck on the cheek. "You're a mind reader Rachel."

"I try." She laughed.

Bruce gave a chuckle and took off his old watch and replaced it with the new one. They spent the rest of the afternoon cuddling on the couch and watching Christmas Shows. The sun started to go down and the snow started to fall harder and harder. Bruce's Christmas party started around seven, so they'd be leaving soon. Bruce rented the top floor of the Hilton for the party, so there'd be enough room for everyone to attend.

While Bruce got ready, Rachel strolled through his study. She glanced up at the shelves of books to keep her mind occupied. Her eyes scanned the titles and authors. Bruce was such a smart guy, and he loved to learn. She remembered that when they were little. He was always looking to learn something new. She smiled remembering some past memories and turned when she hear Alfred clear his throat.

"Cars ready Miss." Said Alfred. She smiled at him and walked towards him. "Having a good holiday?"

"The best Alfred." Replied Rachel with a grin. "Thank you for having me."

"Rachel, you are welcome anytime." He smiled which she returned and they walked towards the front doors. "Did you get everything straightened out?"

"What do you mean?" asked Rachel in confusion.

"With the Clown Prince?" asked Alfred putting on his coat.

"I've been trying not to think about it." Said Rachel.

"Oh, sorry Miss." Said Alfred. "I was just wondering. You seem to be in one piece."

"I don't think I have to worry." Said Rachel with a smile. "Things are, steady."

"That's good." Replied Alfred.

"What's good?" asked Bruce walking down the stairs.

"Nothing." Said Alfred then quickly changed the subject. "Car is ready, Master Wayne."

"Thanks Alfred." Said Bruce. "Ready?" He offered Rachel his arm.

"Always." Said Rachel with a smile taking his arm and they walked out into the snowy night.

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Rachel walked into the room on Bruce's arm and was greeted with smiles and open arms. Everyone was in a good mood and enjoying the holiday. Though there was a sense of worry in the air, Rachel noticed when the security was tripled. Seemed like everyone was waiting for the Joker to make a guest appearance. Rachel wanted to tell them not to worry but held her tongue. Bruce made his toast wishing everyone a Merry Christmas and that tonight was about having a good time. Set the fears aside and living like they use too. Everyone seemed to relax after his speech and let loose.

Bruce was in deep conversation with Commissioner Gordon, Rachel slipped from his arm and talked among others. She met up with the her fellow employees. She spoke to the Mayor and his wife, they both seemed to be at ease. Though the Mayor was eyeing Rachel closely, she knew he suspected her as an accomplice. She wished them a Merry Christmas and headed out to find Bruce.

As the hours went by and the amazing sensation of sleep was taking over everyone. People started to say their goodbyes and leave the party. It had lasted over five hours and it seemed like things were settling down. Bruce and Rachel had one last dance and she hugged up against his chest. She was starting to feel sleepy and could've fell asleep right there in his arms. Bruce could sense she was sleepy and decided it would be time to take her home.

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As they sat in the back of the car, Rachel nodded in and out of sleep state, Bruce's voice rang through her ears.

"Have a good night?" asked Bruce.

"It was something I needed." Said Rachel. "It was nice to get out, and have a clear head."

"I bet it was." Said Bruce, who fell silent for awhile. Rachel could feel a bit of tension fill the air around them and was waiting for him to say something. Anything at that matter just to let the air settle. "Rachel…" said Bruce in a soft voice.

"What?" asked Rachel turning towards him slowly.

With out even a second thought, Rachel felt Bruce's lips on hers. It was a soft kiss, which lingered for a moment or two. Till they both deepened it. Rachel felt a small wave of emotion wash over her as Bruce and her shared a soft yet passionate kiss. Rachel pulled away from him and had a look of confusion in her eye.

"Sorry." Said Bruce softly. "I just… I missed you Rachel."

"I missed you too Bruce." She said softly, as they rested their foreheads together.

"I want you back." He said. Rachel slowly looked up into his eyes and couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Come back Rachel." Rachel didn't know what to say.

"Bruce-" she started but couldn't find the words.

"Rachel, I can't take it anymore. I need to be with you. I need you in my life." Said Bruce.

"But Batman-" she started but Bruce cut her off.

"Batman, is just symbol-." He started but this time Rachel cut him off.

"Batman is part of you." Said Rachel. "This city needs you. They need Batman. Batman is a symbol yes, but he's a hero to many out there."

"This city is going to have to find a new hero." Said Bruce. "The GCPD, they are the real heroes. They actually have a face, the citizens can see."

"Bruce, please don't put me in this position." Said Rachel. "Not now."

"Rachel, I just need to know." Said Bruce.

"Bruce there is no way your going to give up Batman." Said Rachel. "You can't. Batman is apart of who you are. You need Batman just as much as this city does. I can't let you give up something important to you, just for me."

"Rachel I have to." said Bruce.

"No." she said sternly. "Your not."

"Rachel, I can't be Batman for the rest of my life. This is going to end sooner or later." Said Bruce. "I can't keep doing this."

Rachel had a flash back. 'Didn't I just have this conversation awhile back with another man?' asked her inner voice. Then it hit her, the Joker.

"I don't plan on doing this for the rest of my life... though I'd love to. Everything has an ending point" said the Joker. "One of these days, I'll get caught. Killed. Hurt. Taken down sort of speak... I can't do this forever. Because I won't be aloud too."

The Joker's voice rang through Rachel's mind. It made sense to her when the Joker said it, but not when Bruce said it. She never thought that Bruce would stop the whole Batman movement. It never even crossed her mind, but like the Joker said, 'everything as an ending point.' Sure the Joker's ending point might be sooner then Batman's but she couldn't let Bruce stop right then and there. It didn't seem right.

"Bruce I'm sorry." Said Rachel. "I can't." Bruce looked at her with a hurt look on his face and he sat back away from her. He rested his chin on his fist and sat there for a moment looking out the window. Rachel felt broken inside again. She knew Bruce loved her with all his heart and she loved him. She just couldn't let him drop the one thing in his life that he's been living for, for the past few years. "Bruce." He didn't respond. "I'm sorry."

"I don't get it." He said finally in a rough tone.

"Bruce." Said Rachel with a hurt voice. "Stop."

"Explain it to me Rachel." He said. "Please explain this to me because I don't get it."

"Look, it's complicated." She shot at him.

"Explain." He demanded looking at her with a small glare.

"Let's just say, I dug my self in a ditch and I'm digging deeper and deeper." She said trying to find the words. "I sold my soul to the devil." Bruce eyed her. "I messed up. I let my heart lead me to a place where... I didn't want to go."

"Then end it." He snapped. "It's not that hard to end a relationship, you've done it to me before. Just say the same thing but to a different person that isn't me for once."

"Bruce… please just…" She didn't know what to say. "I know that it is a twisted thing but I don't know how it happened."

"Why?" asked Bruce with a hard look.

"I don't know." she said.

"You're confused." He said looking at her. "You went through something tragic and you fell for the first person or thing that gave you a bit of attention." He spoke in a heated tone, Rachel could sense his hate.

"Let's not talk about it." she said shifting uneasy in her seat.

"No I want to." he said looking at her. "Rachel, I loved you since day one. You are so important to me. You mean so much to me, and I would do anything for you." he let out a sigh. "I'm not going to let you ruin your life and make a fool of yourself."

"I'm not making a fool of myself." Said Rachel.

"Loosing your job because you're suspected as an accomplice for the Joker. A twisted clown that you're showing admiration for, who in return won't give you anything but pain. I think it's pretty foolish that your willing to put your life on the line." Said Bruce. "I just... How can-" He stuttered his words trying to figure it out. "I don't see how you can be attracted to that." He said out of disgust.

"Alright can we please stop referring to him as a thing?" she asked as her heart sank.

"I'm sorry, I just have a hard time believing that he's a man." said Bruce with a shrug. "How Rachel? He's hurt you, countless times. He's thrown you out of a window… kidnapped you… and among other things!"

"I know." said Rachel loudly.

"My job is to protect the people of this city and that includes you." He said softly. "I'm worried Rachel."

Rachel eyed him with watery eyes, and saw the look of concern on his face. He was right the Joker had hurt her countless times, physically and emotionally. She mentally hit herself for all the events that have taken place these last few months. Bruce picked the worst time to bring all this up, to plead for her heart. She just started getting somewhere with the Joker, a little insight. Getting bounced back and forth between emotions and these two men that have been mixing her head up she was about to freak out.

"I know." she replied. "Like I said, I'm mixed up."

"Maybe you should… go into therapy." Said Bruce, and Rachel shot him a dirty look. "I'm mean, it wouldn't be a bad idea. Just to clear your head and get over your obsession."

"It's not an obsession." She stated. "Plus I don't want to talk to a total stranger about my problems."

"You need to talk to someone." Said Bruce. "At least give it a try."

"A try? I've been trying to talk to you about this for awhile now and all you do is throw it in my face saying I'm an obsessed fool. You have it so built up in your mind that I'm sick in the head and am in this for a cheap thrill. Let me tell you something Mr. High and Mighty, I'm not obsessed. I'm not a fool. This whole thing between the Joker and I, is everything but a cheap thrill. These are my emotions were dealing with and my mind."

Bruce just sat there, not responding to her words. They sat in silence for the remainder of the ride. Alfred pulled up to Rachel's apartment building and got out to open the door for her. Rachel turned to Bruce and tried to think of something, anything to say to lighten the air.

"Bruce, I love you." She said. "You know I do. God knows I do. You are special to me, and have been for years. Since we were little. I'm going through a tough state right now and you're making me sound like a mental case. Friends are supposed to help each other. I'm going to say this one more time and I want you to listen." Bruce didn't respond, but she knew he was listening. "I'm not going to start a relationship with you. Not yet. You have a duty. Batman has a duty to this city, to protect and serve just like the GCPD. These people need you Bruce. Don't give up something that's important to many people, and mainly yourself. I do love you with all my heart." She paused and waited for him to speak. "I'll give you my promise again… I will wait." With that she got out of the car, gave Alfred a hug goodbye and went inside out of the cold snowy air.

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I didn't give you guys a cliffhanger that time. I know there was a lot of Bruce in this chapter, he's still important to Rachel so I have to throw him in there every now and then. Don't worry though the next chapter will have a lot of Mr. J! I hope you enjoyed it and leave a review! I still have a weeks worth of vacation till I go back to school, so I hope to get a lot done! I've watched every season of Batman: The Animated Series, which might I add Mark Hamill is a freakin genius! So now I'm thinking about starting another story, with the Joker and Harley BUT this story comes first. I started it first so no worries! Anyways LEAVE A REVIEW!

gERMaNgIrL678 – Yes this is my first ever Batman story! I was a bit unsure about sharing it, but I'm happy that everyone is enjoying it. I have my doubts a bit, weither or not Rachel is in character. I haven't gotten any negative comments yet so I'm HAPPY! Thanks for the review!

Esmeralda01 – Thanks for the review like always! I'm happy your enjoying my story and loved the last chapter. Also thanks for the comments! The Joker is pretty smooth with his word choice, however I base my Joker off the movie plus I add in the comic/cartoon character as well. I kind of bunch all the Jokers into one. Also I've had a lot of people saying they'd love for Rachel to see him without makeup and… I might just break down and do that lol. Actually it doesn't seem like a bad idea, it will show that he's more comfortable around her. Plus he doesn't care what others think and does what's right by him so I might just do that. Thanks for the comments!!!

Grimmyliesazrael – I'm happy you really like my story! I'm not a fan of the name Jack either but that's what they had as his name in the comics. His past anyways. However in the cartoons they don't mention it so he's kind of a mystery in his past. Sounds like you had a good holiday :) I have yet to get the two disc edition, my brother was going to get it for me but he changed his mind at the last minute. I've been told by a few people not to bother with buying it, but everyone else says they love it.

RainbowRabbit – I was a bit worried that the Joker would see too… "sweet" or what not. I tried to keep him as dark as I could with a hint of sweetness. Thanks for the review!

The-one-and-only-joker – I love The Killing Joke. Plus I'm trying to keep the classic, before Jokers alive through this one. Just by some of their quotes and what not. I'm happy you enjoyed it!!!

KGdiva – The setting of my last chapter was late at night… plus the area was pretty dark and you could tell that they were pretty much alone. So the Joker couldn't get spotted, however some unlucky fella spotted him in this chapter.

Cheers to everyone else that reviewed! I couldn't get to all of ya but thanks for the reviews! Hugs!