Sorry it took a little longer than I said guys! It's been busy! But here is another chapter! Enjoyyy

The rest of that night went exactly how she expected it. The only difference was, she wasn't trying to leave. And even though she figured Joker still locked the door, whether it was to keep her from getting out or anyone else from coming in. She decided sleep was much more important than trying to do something she no longer wanted to do. It didn't take her too long to fall asleep, seeing as she was quite exhausted.

The morning soon came, Sofia lazily opened her eyes and stretched her body. She could feel the blanket wrapped around her as she had done before going to bed. But she felt something else wrapped around her that wasn't there before. Her eyes fell on two pale tattooed hands holding onto her. The sudden sound of light snoring vibrated against her body and she turned her head to see J lying on the bed holding onto her from behind. His bright green hair was all disheveled from lying on the pillow and his tie was off with his shirt loose and his shoes still on. He must have come in drunk last night and plopped down on the bed.

She couldn't keep a smile from crossing her face at the sight of her brother clinging onto her in his sleep. He must have unknowingly done it at some point of the night. She turned her body and examined his face up close. Finally having time to do so without him either walking away or avoiding her altogether.

But now.

Being up close she could see his resting and relaxed face much clearer. She could see that if he didn't have all the scars and pale white skin along with his red lips and darkened eyes. Jack was still underneath all of that.

He may have been younger, but Sofia could see the way his jawline was very similar to her own , including his cheekbones and eyes. He simply matured more in the past years.

Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Sofia's head popped up to see the Joker's phone vibrating from a call. She glanced down at him, he was still sound asleep. She then looked back up at the phone on the nightstand and slowly reached over his head for it. She almost had it until Joker's hand shot up and clutched onto her wrist. She gasped and snapped her eyes to his. He was now looking right at her from where he was resting.

"Nice try kitten," he said, his voice groggy since he had just woken up

She rolled her eyes, "Your phone."

He grunted and let her go, tossing his hand over her body again, "I know. I can hear it just as good as you can if not better. Thank you." He answered sarcastically. He smelled like liquor.

"When did you go to bed?" she asked

He closed his eyes, "About three hours ago. Now shut up and let me sleep."

She frowned, but soon placed her head back on the pillow and laid with him. Another sound from his cellphone came.

Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

J growled and quickly sat up, turning and reaching for his phone. He noticed a text message from Crane himself. Jonathan had never reached out to him. So this was certainly new.

Your obviously sleeping due to your drunken state I'm sure. But while your chemical is undetectable. I found out what its mixed with. Contact me when your sober.

-Crane

Joker grimaced and turned off the screen, tossing the phone back onto the nightstand. He knew he had to speak with Crane again face to face. He sighed and placed his arm over his eyes to block the sunlight from hitting them. Still wanting to sleep some more. Sofia sat up and crossed her legs, staring at him. He could feel her eyes and grunted.

"What do you want Sofie?" he asked annoyed

She watched him, "I know you don't remember much. But what made you," she brushed her fingers over the pale skin on his hand, "permanently do this to your skin?"

He didn't move, "Puberty." He joked dryly

She frowned and stared at him. He moved his arm away from his face to see where her eyes were and sighed. She continued to glare at him. He grabbed the pillow to avoid her gaze. He could feel her eyes still determined to get him to say something…. anything else.

There was no way out of this one and she was getting on his nerves. He growled and threw the pillow at her, sitting up in irritation.

"What does that matter? This is who I am now. Deal with it."

"It doesn't matter J. I just want to know how it happened. You owe me at least that much for how many years I've been without you."

His face darkened as he sat up, his face veering closer to her face, but she didn't move. His eyes pierced hers, "That much?" he repeated, "That much?"

"Do you have any idea how much I've done for you? How much I've risked for you to be here? Does any of that cross your mind? Or are you just an oblivious, unappreciative little brat?" He spat, his hand pressed on the bed aside of her thigh.

She grunted, "Ugh you're so melodramatic," she replied, now getting off the bed. "That's not what I meant at all." She then threw the pillow back at his face. "Forget it."

J snarled and gripped onto the cushion, slamming it back onto the bed and placing both feet on the floor. Sofia stopped and crossed her arms, glaring at him from her spot.

He cracked his neck, "Yeah. I'm the dramatic one."

She narrowed her eyes, "I'm not the one who freaks out when asked a simple question."

He scoffed, "Sure you don't. And your questions are never simple."

She shook her head and made a face at him before turning and walking for the bathroom. J watched and grinned wickedly. He quickly picked up the pillow and threw it as hard as he could at her backside. Sofia tripped forward at the force and toppled over on the tile flooring. She growled and snapped her head back at him, hair strands falling over her face. She heard him cackle from behind.

He had the smuggest grin on his face as he laid back down on the bed and crossed his arms behind his head. Her eyes turned to slits at the sight of his casual demeanor. She stared at the phone still on the nightstand. It began moving slightly and J turned to look at it in confusion. Suddenly the device quickly shot straight for his face. He reached up for his forehead and growled, sitting straight up and glaring at her with furious green eyes. Ready to pounce up at bolt after her.

Sofia smirked at him and winked before wiping her nose and kicking the door shut.

After Joker had finally gotten ready., waiting hours for Sofia to finish. Women, he thought. He allowed Sofia to wander around the club. But his only request was that no one was to speak to her and she wasn't to be bothered. A rule that none of his workers would dare to go against unless told otherwise. So she decided to walk around until she ended up back in the garage. Her eyes looked around at the different luxury cars inside, always going back to that one special vehicle she's grown to admire the most.

"Boss, there's a problem."

J groaned and turned to face Frost from inside his office, "What." He demanded

Frost watched him, holding a tablet in his hands, "We're a bit thin on security for this evening."

J frowned, now leaning back in his seat and raking his fingers through his vibrant hair, "Then find me some more."

Frost cleared his throat, "Yes boss. But there's one more thing…"

His eyes shot up to Frost's, "Jonny, there better not be anymore bad news or I will give you something to worry about."

Frost remained stoic, "Mr. Maroni is here to see you."

At this Joker raised his naked brows in interest, "You don't say?"

Frost nodded.

J placed a hand on his chin in thought, thinking about Sofia. Knowing he didn't want Salvatore to see her. He didn't want any good memories to spark up between them and he suddenly changes her mind into wanting to leave again. He already had her where he wanted her. He didn't need her trying to escape again.

He glanced up at Frost and stood up, "Let's go."

"You're not coming with me?"

J leaned against one of the Ferraris in his garage. Frost was the only other guard in the garage with them. She stared at him and raised her hand to stop him before he said another word, "Let me guess… Business?"

He shrugged, "That is what I do sweetheart."

She sighed and crossed her arms, "Of course."

He watched her, "I'm sending Frost with you instead."

Both Sofia and Frost looked at the clown in confusion, "What?" she asked, now glaring over at the man in the blue tinted suit.

Joker now crossed his arms, "He's the only other man I can trust with getting you there and back safely. So I'm sending him with you to get your things."

He then handed her a cellphone. It was a smartphone, similar to his own. Clearly customized and on the back was a picture of a dragon. She looked up and him. He smiled, "Thought you might like that."

"Yeah definitely. Thank you, I'll cherish this forever."

He winked and nodded at the phone, "There's a tracker on that. Wherever you go. Whatever you do. I'll know when and where you are at any moment. So keep it on you and if you need me. I'll be a phone call away. Got it?"

It's like she was still on lock down or something. Nothing she did was of freewill and if it was he would have to know about it. She reluctantly nodded, "Yes."

"And it's water proof. So don't get any ideas. You text me when you get there and right when you're about to leave. Or else."

She rolled her eyes and turned to walk to the Lincoln she knew Frost always drove, "Yes sir."

J narrowed his eyes at her, "Good," He stood up and headed for the stairs, "Oh… And one more thing."

Sofia turned to look at him. He tossed her something, which she caught and quickly looked at. It was a pair of keys? She furrowed her brows and looked up at him.

"Not a scratch."

Her eyes widened when she realized what he meant. She smiled widely and turned to run over to the Corvette she's dreamed of driving since the first time she's seen it. She happily hopped in and put the keys into the ignition. She revved up the car as it roared inside of the room. She smiled and put the car in drive before screeching the tires and bolting out of the garage.

J smirked as he watched her, but looked at Frost with a threatening glare, "Like I said Jonny. Not a scratch." Knowing he meant Sofia. Frost nodded and made his way to his own car.

Sofia sped passed the streets almost exactly as her brother would with his Lamborghini. She smiled and laughed as the velocity of the car kept her back in her seat. She soon found herself in front of her apartment and took a moment to think about the last time she'd seen it. It had been over two months since she actually stepped foot inside.

She decided to pull into the alleyway in the back. There was another entrance anyway and she knew there wouldn't be anyone to see her this way. She remembered what J told her to do and sent him a quick text message. Then got out and walked toward the door before turning and seeing a familiar Lincoln pull itself into the alley and park behind her.

Frost got out of the car and walked over toward her, "Was she smooth?" he asked with a knowing smirk

She quirked her head and smiled, "like butter."

He nodded, "Almost couldn't keep up with you."

She shrugged, "Oh, I'm sure you would have been fine. You do know a shortcut to my apartment anyways remember?"

He pursed his lips, "Can't argue with that."

She nodded and opened the door, heading up the stairway. She could hear his footsteps behind her until she reached her floor and opened the stairway door. The hallway was empty and silent as it normally was since she was the only one who lived on the entire level. They walked up to the front door and Frost glanced at her.

"I take it you don't have any spare keys lying around," he stated passively

She turned to him, "No. But I can pick locks pretty well."

He looked at her, "If that's the case. I would've expected anyone who had that skill to escape from a locked room inside of an upper level penthouse."

She rolled her eyes and reached up in her hair to grab a thin bobby pin, "Yeah. And someone with those skills needs something to pick a lock with in order to accomplish said escape."

He watched her as she crouched down to place the pin in the lock and move it around until finally hearing…

Click

She smiled against the surface of the door and stood up, turning the handle and opening it. She stepped inside and looked around.

"Last time I was here there was a body lying in the middle of the hall," she said looking at the spot

Frost stood behind her. She turned and looked at him, "And now I'm a missing person."

He watched her, "Not everyone can be so lucky."

She scoffed and walked over to her bedroom, going to the closet. She picked out various clothing from comfortable attire to dresses and other casual looks. She then went into the bathroom and grabbed all her makeup along with other miscellaneous stuff she figured she'd need.

She placed them in a few spare boxes she had inside of her art studio. She placed them near the front door. Frost walked up to them and picked up a large box, "You might wanna' get some club wear," he added

She glanced back at him.

"Your going to need it for tonight."

So there was another visitor tonight? It was better than being locked up inside her brother's room. She nodded and turned back to grab a few more things.

"What about the rest of my things?"

"Boss will make sure nothings touched. Don't worry."

Both parties walked into the alleyway and put a good amount of clothing ad other things of hers inside of his Lincoln.

"There anything else?" he asked

She glanced to the side in thought, "I think I have two more small boxes lying by the door."

He nodded and walked back inside. Telling her not to move. She looked inside of his Lincoln and adjusted the boxes inside. Making sure they don't fall, and something might break or spill.

"Nice car."

Sofia shot up and turned to the Corvette to see a man with jet black hair, leaning against a black and red motorcycle just outside of the alleyway. He was a younger man with a tan leather jacket and skinny black jeans with matching black boots and gloves. He was good looking and now smirking at her.

She looked at him suspiciously, "Thanks."

He smiled at her, holding his helmet, "Spring cleaning?"

She shut the door to the Lincoln and glared at him, "That's none of your business."

He nodded, "Fair enough."

She placed a hand on her hip, "Do you need something?"

He chuckled and shook his head, "Depends on what that something is."

She rolled her eyes and walked closer to him, "Well I can't help you. So, goodbye."

He stared at her, quirking his head, "Listen, I was just getting something to eat when I saw two beautiful cars alone in an alleyway and I just had to see who they belonged to. That's when you walked out."

She crossed her arms, "Oh you were getting something to eat huh?"

He smirked and reached behind his back in the satchel on his bike, taking out a bag of a submarine sandwich. She scoffed and he winked at her, placing it back inside.

"Told ya."

She slowly nodded, "I see. Well sorry to disappoint but this car belongs to me and me only."

He investigated her eyes, "I wouldn't say it's a disappointment at all." He smiled

Both turned when the door opened to reveal Frost. He looked at the mystery man on the bike and narrowed his eyes. The young man turned to Sofia, "I take it you have to go?"

"I think you have to go."

He nodded slowly and looked back at her, revving up his bike and giving another last wink before speeding back down the street.

Frost remained still holding the box, "Who was that?"

She glanced back at him, "I have no idea."

She walked back into the Corvette and started the car. Frost placed the box inside of the vehicle and looked back down the street. Wondering who the mysterious biker was. Sofia waited for Frost to step inside of his car before looking at his phone. Reminding her to send another message to her brother…

Leaving.

-S