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Three months later

Kayla smiled as she looked out the window of Bruce's pent house, rubbing her stomach. Seven months of the pregnancy, close to eight. She never thought she'd seen it go this far. With all the trauma and incidents, it's a miracle that they are still healthy. The doctor had told her that it was a boy and a girl. She had no idea what to name them, but what she was really worried about was their future. She was so excited and scared at the same time. After being kidnapped by Harvey and then a brief, sexual encounter with the Joker, some many things has happened.

Harvey, Gotham's "White Knight", was turned into Two-Face, a murderous, disfigured vigilante, but without the public view. He was killed after a fight with him and Batman. Kayla didn't blame Bruce; she knew that he isn't capable of killing anyone. After that, Bruce had told her that the Joker was going to be locked up without a trial to Arkham. It gave her some relief, feeling things will calm down for a while, but she still had a feeling that he will get out one day and she'll be the first on his list.

Kayla sighed and lay down on her back. Her pregnancy had started to give her back pains and sore ankles. She wasn't as fat as she thought. Bruce had her go on a healthy pregnancy diet to make sure she doesn't go overboard on food since she's eating for three. He has been good to her, but nothing more than a sibling relationship has ever passed between them. After Rachel's death, he went back to his Gotham's playboy look. She wished he could find a right girl to settle down with, but as Batman being his second shadow. She doubted he'd get a good private life.

Kayla looked up at the ceiling think about the Joker. She wished she could have done more to help him. She always carried this feeling inside her, a guilty feeling. She didn't blame him for what or who he was. His past life was the one who made him like this.

She turned her head to the side and sighed heavily. She was tiered. All she need was a couple of hours of sleep.

"Push, Kayla, push," said the doctor. Kayla cried as she pushed with all her strength to get her baby out. She was early and she feared that her babies were going to be premature.

"Jack," she gasped, as the nurse told her to stop and breath.

"I'm here, kitty. I won't leave you," he said, kissing her forehead.

Kayla nodded and the doctor told her to push again. She yelled as she pushed, being encouraged by the nurses and Jack.

"One more push," said the doctor.

Kayla pushed one more time and felt a relief go through her. But there was one problem. She didn't hear the baby crying. "What's wrong with my baby, doctor?!" she cried.

"I'm sorry, Kayla. It was a still born."

Kayla's eyes shot open as she breathed heavily, feeling the sweat from her forehead stick to her hair. She gasped when her hand brush against someone else. Her heart stopped seeing the face that haunted her dreams. His face was clean from his make-up, but his eyes were lined purple, probably from the lack of sleep.

"Jack," she whispered. "What are you doing here?"

"You were having a nightmare," he said, ignoring her question.

"Did you escape from Arkham?" she asked.

"What were you dreaming about?"

"Answer my question," she said, getting angry.

"Why don't you answer mine?" he asked, wiping the sweat off her face.

She sighed and turned her head from his. She didn't want to think back or mention the dream ever again. It was too horrifying to think about it.

The Joker looked down at her belly and noticed that it was already big. Just knowing that his child is in there made his heart pound faster. He unconsciously started rubbing her belly. Kayla grabbed his hand and rubbed her belly with him, smiling.

"You're bigger," he said. "Are you sure that it's just one?" he joked, but Kayla froze when he said that.

"What?!" she said, hoarsely.

"Calm down, kitty," he said. "I was joking."

Kayla let out a breath. "Don't say that, though. I'm probably eating a lot, anyways."

"I've been thinking about the two of you," he said, staring into her eyes.

Kayla snorted. "I don't believe you," she said. "Just go Jack."

She waited until she felt the bed shift, but it didn't. He was still staring at her. While he rubbed her stomach, he felt a kick. Kayla winced a little.

"They do that once in a while," she said softly. "But, they're getting stronger."

"They?" he asked.

"I-I mean the baby's feet," she stammered.

Joker looked at suspiciously, almost not believing her, but he didn't say anymore. Kayla shifted uncomfortably as he continued to stare at. She almost felt annoyed at he was staring at her stomach. She knew she was fat, but he didn't have to keep staring at her to prove it.

"What's wrong?" he asked, noticing her discomfort.

Kayla blushed, looking away. "You're probably aren't attracted to me anymore, right?"

The Joker snorted. "That's ridiculous. I should be the one who's worried," he said. "Besides, you already looked at another man," he said, under his breath.

Kayla looked back at him. "Who are you talking about?"

He sighed. "This guy that you're living with."

Kayla laughed softly. "Bruce and I are just friends and I haven't gone out with anyone. How could I when pregnant? How could I even look at another man because the one that I loved destroyed every vision of his possible change?"

The Joker rolled his eyes, getting uncomfortable now with all this talk about love. "I had to. It's because of… business."

Kayla sighed. "You always say that. And that put you in jail. Even if you're going to be a father, you will never change." The Joker gave her a nasty glare. "Just leave, Jack."

He looked at her stroking her hair. Kayla's breath left her when she saw the hurt look in his eyes. However, his sad look turned into a smirk all of a sudden.

"Bye, kitty," he said, leaving her bedroom. Kayla watched as the Joker gave her one last look before leaving once again.

Kayla smiled as she shopped for her babies' clothes. She finally could choose the right clothes knowing the gender of the kids. Bruce had already bought the toys, cribs, and other accessories that the kids needed, but she wanted to make sure that they had enough clothes for the babies.

She turned and gasped, seeing the Joker behind her. "Jack!"

"Hello, kitty. Miss me?" he asked, smirking. He was wearing a navy-blue shirt and khaki pants, looking strangely normal, even more handsome.

She looked around to make sure no one was looking at them suspiciously. "What are you doing here?"

"You're coming with me," he growled in her ear, but it sounded more of a seductive growl rather than a harsh one.

"I can't, Bruce…"

"Shut up about the fucking billionaire. You are mine and you are coming with me," he said, taking her by the arm. Kayla dropped the clothes as he dragged her outside and into a van. "John, step on it before the police get here."

"Yes, sir," he said. John was still the only person he could trust from his former henchmen. And probably the only one left.

"Jack, this is outrageous. How could you even think about doing this?" she told him.

"All the other times that you begged to be with me, you back down now," he said, accusingly.

"T-The other times aren't like this," she whispered.

The Joker shifted in his seat, getting closer to her. "Why not?"

"I-I…"

"Boss, we're already outside the city," said John.

"O-Outside the city?" stammered Kayla.

"Yes, it'll be safer than here," he said. "There's a town near here." Kayla jumped feeling a pain in her lower abdomen. She yelled in pain, grabbing her stomach. "W-What's wrong?" asked the Joker, for the first time feeling scared.

"M-My water broke," she gasped.

Joker took hold of her hand and stroked her hair. "It'll be alright. John head to the nearest hospital, now!" he said, trying to soothe Kayla's pain, but it wasn't working.

John headed to the small town's hospital and Kayla was still crying in pain. Guilt ran through the Joker's mind. He wished there was something that he could do, but all he could do is encourage her to be stronger.

"We're here, boss," said John.

"Help me," he said, trying to get Kayla out of the car. They both carried her to the emergency room and the nurses quickly took her to the delivering room. "Let me go with her," he said to the nurses.

"I'm sorry sir," she said. "But I tell you when you can go in."

"Fuck," cursed the Joker under his breath.

"Don't worry, sir," said John. "She'll make it."

The Joker looked at him and nodded. "Thanks kid. You really are loyal to me."

"I'm here if you need me," he said, before stepping outside.

"Sir?" said the nurse, shaking the Joker from his sleep. "She's almost ready to give birth. Do you want to be in there with her?"

The Joker nodded. "Yes."

He followed the nurse into the delivery room. Once there they give his a robe to wear and to cover his head too. He saw Kayla panting with sweat on her forehead. "Kitty, I'm here," he said.

"Jack," whimpered Kayla. "I'm so scared. They're not ready," she said.

"They?" he asked. "What do you mean 'they'?"

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