The club had opened about 20 minutes ago and Joker walked from his office with Frost to look over the club and make sure his visitor came on time. Just as J requested from Frost, he was able to get more security inside of the club. Which was one of the reasons dear Jonny was paid better than the rest.

"I want men at every entrance to this building," he ordered

"Yes boss."

They both came to his usual VIP section of the club, seeing people flood in. Joker looked at all the guests. Making sure to keep a closer eye on the club goers today.

"Where's Crane?" he asked

"By the bar." Frost replied

Joker glanced over to see the good doctor standing near the end of the bar. His bored face didn't falter as he waited for one of Joker's men to come get him. Joker smirked, but soon realized he hadn't seen Sofia. He turned to look at Frost, "And Sofie?"

Frost was about to answer with uncertainty before catching a glimpse of someone standing by the upper level balcony. J caught where his eyes were and turned to see Sofia. A crowd of people turning to look at the mysterious woman in the beautiful gold dress standing just above them. Her dress was very revealing but fit her body perfectly. Even though it covered all the sensitive parts of her body, the mesh of the dress still revealed her skin.

Joker frowned and tightened his fists, "I'm gonna kill her."

Jonathan stood over by the bar, seeing a young woman bartender walking over to him. He held his briefcase tightly as he waited to be escorted to see Joker. He sighed and looked around, seeing the same pathetic image of people mindlessly crushing up against one another and drinking off their asses. He then noticed people turning to look up at something. He followed their gaze to see Sofia over by the balcony above, leaning against the railing.

Look at Rapunzel up in her tower.

Jonathan inwardly rolled his eyes and continued to watch her casually look over the crowd of dancing people. She looked as though she were in deep thought. Or like she was looking for someone.

Why the hell are you even giving this any thought?

Will you please let me think without you clouding my mind?

"See anything you like?"

Jonathan turned to look at the woman. He could tell she tried to look older than she really was. Wearing a push up bra and overdoing it a bit with the makeup. She wore a tight short fitted gold dress with high black stiletto heels. Jonathan couldn't help but think about the way the dress just didn't seem to lay on her curves correctly. Not like…

Now we're thinking about that bitch's body, are we? Have you lost your mind Johnny boy?

You have to admit, this dress could be a better fit…

Does it matter? A pussy is a pussy.

Must you be so primitive?

I can't help myself Johnny you know that.

Jonathan blinked, coming back to reality, "Martini." He stated coolly

The woman winked and nodded, "Ooo fancy huh?"

Jonathan forced a thin smile.

Hardly…

I think she likes you.

I think she'd find anyone in a suit attractive if she thought they had money.

Oho Johnny you naughty boy.

Crane smirked and adjusted his glasses, he could see the woman making noticeable glances at him after mixing and pouring the beverage, placing it on the counter.

"There you go handsome," she said

Jonathan grabbed the glass and took a sip. It wasn't the best, but it was drinkable.

"Never seen you around here before. You started coming around when Joker's whore got here," she started

I detect hostility?

So they don't know who she is then?

He's too possessive to do something like that.

Crane wasn't about to share any details that weren't relevant to someone like her. He just nodded and smiled, "Just taking care of some business," he replied shortly

She cocked her head to the side and leaned over, placing her elbows on the counter, "Well when you're not doing business. I know other things you could be doing," she smiled, pressing her arms underneath her breasts to make them appear larger.

Jonathan quirked a brow, a wicked smirk appearing on his face, "And how do you know you could even trust me?" he leaned in a bit closer

She bit her lip seductively, "Oh I'm sure someone like you knows how to have a good time."

Our good time is way off from what I'm sure she has in mind …

Jonathan stared at her, "I deal with your boss. I could be just as dangerous as he can."

The woman leaned in closer, almost trying to get as close to his face as possible, "I hope so." She whispered

Well here you go Johnny boy, the desperate bitch we've been searching for. Let's go fuck her in the bathroom and then gas her.

Correction. You've been searching for. And I don't think so. Although, I wouldn't mind the gassing part.

Jonathan straightened himself. The woman's hands trailed from behind the counter over to his own which were clasped onto his drink. He lightly jumped at the touch of someone and watched her pathetic attempt at seducing him.

"I'm Crystal," she smiled, batting her fake eyelashes, "Who are you?"

He was about to pull away and take a taste of his drink before another small golden hand swiftly grabbed at his glass and brushed over his fingers. Jonathan turned to see Sofia take the martini glass in her hand with a smirk on her lips, "He's busy."

Crane raised his brows as he watched Sofia down the rest of the alcohol and place it in front of the woman, she licked her lips, "A little dry. But nice effort."

Crystal frowned and glared at Sofia. But she didn't seem to care at all about how she was making the woman feel. Sofia winked at her and slipped her arm around Jonathan's. Who didn't refuse her touch. He watched her little games in mild amusement.

Ah, so she knows how to play games too huh? You two are perfect for each other…

Jonathan grunted as he was brought back from his thoughts when Sofia pulled him away from the bar. She walked with him toward the hall that led to the VIP section. The woman glaring at them before roughly taking the glass and going back to work.

He glanced over to her. "I had it handled," he stated casually

She hummed, "Sure you did."

He narrowed his eyes. She glanced back up at him, "A little advice," they ended up at the entrance to Joker's VIP room. She released his arm, "Next time you try to fuck one of my brother's workers. Try doing it when he's not looking."

He frowned, "I wasn't trying to fuck anyone."

She crossed her arms, "Oh no? Cuz that flirting you were doing seemed pretty convincing."

What are we 12?

Enough.

He quirked a brow, "Why are you even concerned about that anyway?"

She rolled her eyes, "Because if you piss him off. He will kill you."

You'd like that wouldn't you?

"I don't doubt you'd enjoy that then?"

She furrowed her brows, "Why would I enjoy that?"

He gave a light look of confusion, "What, you don't want me gone?"

She scoffed as she stared at him, "You know for a psychiatrist. You can be pretty unperceptive," she finished and walked back down the hall.

Jonathan stared at her in bewilderment. Her hips swaying from side to side as she exited the area.

What does that mean?

Means she's helping you.

The curtain of the room swiped open to reveal Joker standing just behind it. He had a firm grin on his lips as he welcomed Crane inside.

Sofia stopped just before entering the club area. She crossed her arms and sighed, thinking about whether or not to just go back upstairs. She couldn't keep herself from feeling a bit uneasy. The combination of the people mixed with the flashing lights and loud music. It never bothered her before. But as much as she didn't want to admit it, Crane was right. Her PTSD really fucked her up when it did this. Having slight panic attacks every once in a while, she hadn't had one in a long time. But for some reason, she was having one now. Very trivial, but enough to keep her from moving any further.

Frost unnoticeably walked to her side from behind with his arms behind his back. She turned and looked at him, but he didn't look at her, instead he opened his mouth to speak, staring at the crowd.

"I'm pretty sure we have meds to keep you at ease for that," he stated dryly

Sofia breathed, holding the scars on her wrists, "I don't need medication."

He glanced over at her, "Then what do you need?"

She turned her attention back to the bar, "I need a drink."

Frost watched her as she made her way through the crowd after straightening herself up and fixing her dress.

"Johnny boy! How are ya. Did you enjoy the drinks?" J asked with a knowing smirk

Jonathan frowned, "Considering I only had a taste of it. I wouldn't call it enjoyment that I was feeling."

Joker placed his hand on Crane's shoulder and ushered him inside of the room, "Oh I know Sofie's turning out to be quite the alcoholic by staying here. So sorry ol' boy, I'll be sure to get you another on the house," he chuckled

"I'll live. You should tell your staff to keep their hands to themselves."

Joker sat down on the leather couch, "Is that what you really want Johnny? Because it looked to me like you were pretty enamored by the simple touch of my sis-ter."

That was the first time Joker openly referred to Sofie as his sister. But the accusation was comedic.

Is it really though Johnny?

Jonathan rolled his eyes, "I mean the bartender."

Joker sat up in his seat, glaring at the young doctor, "Ah, so you don't mind touching Sofie then?"

He's trying to trick you.

He's going to have to do better than that

Jonathan adjusted his glasses, "I think we've gotten a bit off topic Joker."

Joker watched him for a few moments before smirking again and sitting back in his seat. "Alright Johnny boy. Tell me, what was so urgent, it resulted in a text message that disturbed my beauty sleep this morning?"

Crane grabbed his briefcase and opened it, taking out a bottled solution of the chemical he was given. He tossed it back to Joker, who laid back in his seat as he effortlessly caught it. His eyes still staring at Jonathan with his mouth slightly agape. After a few moments he inspected the solution in the bottle.

"There's minerals from the earth inside of that toxin. Minerals that can only be found deep within the ground. It seems to have a regenerating ability when applied to a living subject."

Joker's demeanor changed to something incredibly grave, his eyes darkened as he slowly sat up in his seat. "What are you saying doc-tor?"

"I'm not saying anything. I'm asking you if you know why it would show signs of these reserves."

Joker stared at him, "These minerals wouldn't exactly happen to be found in say…. an underground cavern, would they?"

Jonathan looked at the clown, "Extremely specific guess. But yes. That's exactly where they would be found."

Luckily there were a few bartenders working behind the counter now. Seeing as there were more people coming into the club. Sofia exhaled and walked behind the bar, glancing up to find the proper alcohol to fix herself a drink. The women behind the bar glanced at her in minor confusion before she turned to give them a threatening glare as they continued to go back to fixing up drinks for customers.

She poured herself separate mixtures of both liquor and juice. Making herself a pink cosmopolitan. One of the women turned to see what she had done and smirked.

"Hey that's not bad," she commented, glancing at the liquor now entering Sofia's mouth

Sofia winked as she took a large gulp of the drink. Feeling her anxiety slowly fade away. She placed the cup back onto the counter and leaned against it.

The woman continued to stare at her, "You're the Joker's girl right?"

At the sound of the word Joker, Crystal glanced over whilst still pouring vodka shots for some men at the other end of the bar.

Sofia quirked a brow, "Joker's girl?" she asked

The woman smiled and nodded, placing a rag down and lifting it to shake Sofia's. Sofia stared at it but forced herself to shake hands. The woman smiled, "I'm Amber."

"Sofia."

Amber looked back up to the VIP section, seeing the Arkham doctor and Joker speaking with one another, while Joker glanced over to Sofia every now and then. "So. Who exactly is he to you?"

Sofia looked at her, realizing that no one really knew who she was. She shrugged and took another sip of her cosmo, "That's my brother," she said casually

Amber chuckled, clearly not understanding what she meant, "Who's your brother?"

Sofia placed the glass down and nudged her head for the Joker's VIP section, "He is."

Both Amber and Crystal's eyes widened. They froze as they stared at Sofia, who wasn't even paying attention. Amber blinked, "But he…. I didn't know he had any family?"

She shrugged, "I'm what he has left."

The women looked back up to the room to see Joker glaring at them in disapproval since they stopped doing their job. Crystal quickly went back to handing out glasses while Amber gave one last small smile to Sofia and turning back to the large wall of alcohol. Sofia smirked as she stood there at the corner of the bar. Staring at the liquid in her cup.

"So you're a bartender too?"

Sofia looked up to see the same young man she'd met earlier today leaning against the marble countertop. Same leather jacket and motorcycle gear. She narrowed her eyes, "Are you following me?"

He gave a playful smirk, "Do you want me to follow you?"

She frowned, "That would be unwise."

"Yeah," he said, awkwardly scratching the back of his head, "Probably not the best choice of words."

"No not really."

He clasped his hands together as he watched her, "You look nice."

"What are you doing here?" she demanded

He pursed his lips, "I thought I'd go somewhere different for a change."

She scoffed and finished off her drink, "Well you picked a hell of a place."

There were a few women who walked up to the bar all laughing and giggling about whatever it is they thought to be so entertaining. They looked over at Sofia before taking quick glimpses at the young man in front of her. Clearly smitten. One of the middle women who had short dyed blonde hair and bright red lipstick lifted her finger, "Can I have a have a margarita?"

The young man smirked as he looked over to Sofia, who stared at them passively and pointed to Crystal just on the other side of the bar. The blonde looked a bit confused but waved her down.

He chuckled and looked at her, "So I take it you don't work here then?"

Her green eyes looked up at his blue ones, "Maybe I do. I'm just not a bartender."

He furrowed his brows, "Your not a …"

Sofia stopped and frowned, knowing he meant one of the dancers. "No. I'm not a stripper."

He chuckled, "I figured not. Your way too pretty to be doing any of that. So what are you?"

"You're pretty persistent."

"I kind of have to be if I'm gonna' buy you a drink."

She raised her brows and mocked him, "Oh so you're a smooth guy now?"

He placed a hand on his chest and bowed a bit, "I try."

She shook her head and smiled, laughing at his failing attempt at flirting.

Joker placed the green bottle on the table and ran his fingers through his hair. Jonathan's eyes flickered back over to Sofia, now seeing she was talking to someone new. He furrowed his brows at this. Now seeing two suspicious hooded men walk toward her.

Tough luck pal. You two had such great chemistry too, Scarecrow mocked

Something's wrong.

"What do you think Johnny boy?"

But Jonathan continued to stare off in a daze. Joker quirked a naked brow and waved his gloved hand over Crane's face.

"Oh Johnyyyyyyy," J sang

Jonathan finally snapped out of it and looked at Joker. He blinked, "You have company."

Joker gave a look of confusion and turned his attention down to the dancefloor. Seeing the men reach into their blazers and spotting Sofia just a few feet away. He rapidly stood up.

Sofie.

"Isn't it passed your bedtime? I'm sure your parents are worried sick," Sofia joked

His face slightly faltered but he shrugged it off, "The big man doesn't know I'm here."

She tilted her head, "I see."

He placed a finger on his lips and winked, "It's a secret now between us. So don't tell anyone."

Her hand lazily saluted him, "My lips are sealed."

He smiled and nodded, catching a glimpse of two men walking up to them. He spotted a gun and turned back to Sofia. It's as if everything happened in a flash of a second as he quickly jumped over the counter and grabbed her. Throwing the both of them to the ground.

BANG!

Glass shattered from the walls and everyone began screaming and dodging out of the way. Sofia was lying on the floor with someone covering her body. She looked down and noticed biker guy now sitting up and looking at her with concern.

"Are you okay?" he asked urgently

She looked down and patted her abdomen, nodding quickly, "Yeah, I think so," she said breathlessly

He hunched behind the bar counter and pulled Sofia with him. She decided to peek up and look over the counter. Joker walked into the middle of the room with Crane and Frost behind them. The man who opened fire was now lying dead on the ground. J pulled out his gun and shot bullets up into the ceiling. All the people in the club suddenly stopped at the sound of Joker's fire. He stood there and glared threateningly at everyone. Including the other man standing there with a gun in his hand.

"Party's over."

The crowd all ran for the exit doors and rushed out as fast as possible. The man turned to look at Joker, he wore a red face mask and quickly bolted for the exit. Joker snapped his fingers, ordering his goons to follow. The masked man sprinted passed the bar. Sofia and the younger man remained crouched down behind the counter. He turned to her and winked, "Later princess."

She furrowed her brows as she watched him flip over the countertop and run to the back exit. She turned to see the two bartenders had left along with the rest of the female workers. The club was now deserted. Sofia slowly stood up, brushing off the glass from her dress.

"Sofie!"

She turned to see J running up to her. He quickly raised his hand up to her face and brushed her fingers over the skin. Checking her for any damage. He sighed in relief when no harm was done. Her eyes snapped over to Crane who was watching her intently. Joker frowned and gripped her arms, "You could have been killed!" he barked

She shook her head, "How was I supposed to know I was going to be shot at? I thought you had more security!"

He clenched his jaw and turned to Frost. Remembering he was responsible for the new help. Frost immediately raised his hands in defense. "I did a background test. They all checked out."

"So someone want doing their job correctly."

He stood up, his muscles were tense. He looked back at Sofia, "Stay here." He ordered, walking from behind the bar and heading for the garage with Frost.

She looked at him confused and rushed over to him, "What? Where are you going."

Not bothering to look at her, J continued walked until opening the door, "I SAID STAY HERE!"

She stopped and frowned, crossing her arms as the two of them closed the door and the sound of car engines rumbling hit her ears. She huffed and stood there. Soon furrowing her brows and turning her head to realize Crane was still in the room. Standing there with his briefcase.

She groaned and rolled her eyes. Until a sudden thought came to her mind despite how much she'd likely regret it. She placed her hands on her hips as they stared at one another.

"Well? Are you just gonna stand there or are you coming with me?" she asked

Crane gave her a slightly puzzled look.

Oh yeah. Taking the psychotic clown's sister on a joy ride to a place with people who want her dead is sure to get you on his shit list.

Letting her go with the possibility of getting herself killed will also likely land me on his bad side.

So? Let her kill herself. It would save us a lot of trouble.

Jonathan sighed and lifted his chin to look down at her, "I suppose."