A/N: I think I will stop this story here. It seemed like the end. Enjoy!

~I've begun to realize

That I'm better when I am with you

You delivered me from the pain

In my life

Easy now to recognize

All the misery I have been through

It was beating me to submission

Till the day you arrived

Suddenly, I felt alive~

~Disturbed~

I was running, barely able to breathe, I could feel the sharp stitch in my side. My legs were burning, but I knew I had to keep going, I couldn't stop. The corner was just up ahead, if I could just get to the corner. I gripped the bricks and pulled myself around the corner of the building, ducking down behind the large garbage bin. I held my breath, watching for the men that were chasing me.

They ran passed me, missing the alley completely. I let out a sigh of relief. I stayed crouched down, waiting to make sure they were gone. I hated that I had to run, Joker had taught me how to handle most situations. I had no problem shooting if it would save my life. If I still had my gun this would be a different story.

I had had a bad feeling from the start. When Joker had called and told me he wanted me at the meeting with him, a familiar face for the guys there, my stomach had butterflies. Even though I didn't want to be there, I had showed up to the meeting, gun in my holster ready to just be backup. Moral support. Joker had a meeting with the men from before, the ones I had pulled a gun on in the bar.

The room was large, like an actual office. It had a long table with maybe twenty seats around it. The men we had met with before were at the end of the table. Joker walked in and sat at the opposite end, propping his feet on the table. I set by him and the guys with us stood behind Joker.

I sat in the chair, listening to the conversation, it was the same as before, basically. Money this, deadlines that, blah blah blah. I wasn't sure why I was even there. I crossed my legs and couldn't help but fidget.

Raised voices brought my attention back to the conversation.

"You doubled the last one, that should at least give us a discount for this. You are being outrageous." The man practically yelled across the room.

Joker stood, "I'm a murderous clown, of course I'm outrageous." he nearly laughed.

I stood, my instincts telling me shit was about to go down. The men were all talking at once, and Joker was laughing at the entire thing. One of their guys turned and drew his gun. I saw the man move quickly and grabbed my own. I shot him, three times. All hell broke loose.

The men all opened fire, Joker shoving me towards the door. We got out of the room and started to run. We took the stairs, Joker laughing and pushing me, I cursed as I dropped my gun. He wouldn't let me stop to grab it, keeping me running. We got to the doors of the building and I froze. There was the lit up bat signal, bright on the dark sky.

Joker's eyes were on the signal. "Go, take the longest way back to your apartment, stay there."

"Where are you going?"

"I'll head that way, but we gotta split up, they will be sending men and it looks like the bat is out there somewhere."

"Okay." I said.

I kissed him quickly and we parted ways. I ran, after a few blocks, there were less people and I could hear the men running behind me.

That is how I found myself hiding behind this stinky dumpster. I figured I had given it enough time, pulling myself up to standing again, I headed to the street. I walked a few blocks before seeing a taxi. I hailed the cab and headed to my apartment.

I thankfully had enough cash on me to cover the fare home, heading straight to the shower to wash away the smell of trash and sweat that stuck to me. Once I was clean I got dressed and moved to the couch to wait.

I woke up with the sun burning my eyes. I looked around the apartment as I rubbed the last of the sleep from them. He wasn't here. I stood and stretched, muscles sore from the running last night. I grabbed my phone checking for any messages. Nothing. Joker had said he would meet me here. My stomach felt sick. I turned on the TV to see if there was anything on the news.

Sure enough, his face was all over the screen. I felt like crying as I saw the video play of him being taken from GCPD to a van. His make up was smeared, flaky in some places. His cheek was bruised and he had a gash on his forehead that had bled down his face. Someone had tried to clean some of it but he looked awful. I hardly heard the words the news anchor was saying.

It sounded like they were taking him to Arkham until he could be charged and brought to trial. I sat on my couch, unsure what to do. I muted the TV and moved to the kitchen, grabbing bread to make some toast. My stomach was in knots. What the fuck happened? I made a large pot of coffee and planted myself on the couch. The news was running nonstop and 90% was about him.

I only left the comfort of my old couch to use the restroom. The news had given minimal details about what had happened. It was getting dark outside and they were now repeating the same stories. I could almost repeat them word for word. I turned off the TV and forced myself to go to bed. I turned off the lights and pulled the blanket up around me.

My phone buzzed waking me up. I grabbed it and saw the time. It was two in the morning and I had a text from a number I didn't know. I opened the text and smiled.

"You up Princess?"

"J?"

"Who else?"

"What happened?"

"Too long to type, tell you when I see you."

"You getting out?"

"Yeah, soon. gotta go I'll text you later."

I set the phone down and stared at the ceiling. I should have known, nothing could keep a man like Joker down.

He texted me the next night, about the same time.

"I need you to do me a favor."

"Sure."

"I need you to pick up a package and deliver it to a friend."

I smiled. Always busy, busy, busy. He sent me the details. I didn't recognize either address. I was exhausted, I set the phone back down, falling back to sleep fairly quickly. I woke up the next morning and got dressed and ready. I Pulled my hair back into a high ponytail. I didn't bother with make up. I grabbed my bag and headed out. I drove to the address he had sent to me and parked the car. This wasn't a neighborhood I had been to before. I looked for the building number, finding it finally. I got out and walked up to the door. Stepping inside, I looked around. This was like some kind of office building. There were chairs along one wall. At the back, a receptionist at a large wooden desk.

I walked up to her and smiled. "I'm here to pick up a package for Bree."

The woman looked at me, eyebrow raised, then reached into the desk drawer. She pulled out a medium sized envelope handing it to me. She didn't speak.

"Thanks." I said.

I headed back out of the office and got in my car. I put the other address into my phone, following directions. The further into Gotham proper, the more I wished I had my gun. The phone told me I had arrived. The house looked small, but clean. There were no lights on, and no cars in the driveway. I felt the fear try to bubble up, I pushed it down. Joker wouldn't let me go into a dangerous situation without warning me. Would he?

I got out and walked up to the door. I knocked twice on the door and waited. I couldn't hear anything. I knocked again and the door swung open. I stepped inside, it was too dark to see more than shadows.

"Hello?" My voice echoed in the house.

I stepped further in, and the door slammed behind me. I turned in time to see Joker standing there.

"Surprise." he said.

I was speechless. I jumped on him, kissing him.

"You asshole!" I said against his mouth.

"Such sweet pet names." he said back.

I laughed.

This has been a fun story to write, I have enjoyed the hell out of it. Thank you everyone who have left reviews and sent PMs. It has meant so much to me. here is the long list for the story.

chapter 1: Monotonous by Eartha Kitt

chapter 2: The Way You Like It by Adema

chapter 3: Do or Die by Papa Roach

chapter 4: Machinehead by Bush

chapter 5: Just take It by Stain'd

chapter 6: Kinky by Kesha

chapter 7: Weak by AJR

chapter 8: The Promise by In this Moment

chapter 9: Dizzy by Goo Goo Dolls

chapter 10: The Promise by In this Moment

chapter 11: Carousel by Melanie Martinez

chapter 12: This Moment by In This Moment

chapter 13: Tightrope by Papa Roach

chapter 14: Bad Things by Machine Gun Kelly

chapter 15: So It Goes by Taylor Swift

chapter 16: Animal by Kesha

chapter 17: Always by Blink 182

chapter 18: I can't Feel My Face by The Weeknd

chapter 19: Howl by Florence + the Machine

chapter 20: Twisted by Skylar Grey

chapter 21: You're Mine by Disturbed