Bruce spat tea across the room in disbelief.

"What? Are you sure?" asked Bruce, looking shocked.

"Yeah, she claims her mother dies while she was pregnant, but the doctors were able to give life into her. She was raised in an orphanage until the age of sixteen, and then released. She said she never met her father or any member of her family. I wanted to know if you knew anything like this at all." Dick finished.

Without answering, Bruce got up and headed for the Batcave with Dick right behind him. When the reached the Batcave, Bruce sat on his computer and typed away. He found a newspaper clipping from the day after The Red Hood escaped the Big Bat Batman at the chemical factory. The headline read "Miraculous birth though mother wasn't saved." Bruce continued to read the article and his mouth slowly opened as he read. He then searched for the name "Jack Napier" and came up with a profile on Joker.

"So, is it possible?" asked Dick.

"Where is she?" asked Bruce turning to Dick."

"She's in a holding cell in Bludhaven until the trail, why?"

"I think Batman would like a word with her."

Batman and Nightwing were in Bludhaven the next night at the Bludhaven Police Department. The police force wasn't the most reliable, but they were improved from what they were when Nightwing first arrived. Before too long, Batman was standing outside a conference room were Laura was sitting inside. Batman walked in alone and shut the door. Laura appeared terrified of Batman with just cause. She was an attractive looking girl, blonde, blue eyes and a curvy body. But right now, she looked like she'd rather be in Arkham than in the same room as Batman.

Batman sat down opposite her and looked at her for a few minutes. There was an awkward silence until Batman spoke.

"State your name."

"L..L…Laura Napier." Her voiced quivered as she spoke.

"Where were you born?" Batman asked, keeping a straight face.

"In the Gotham City Hospital sir, then I grew up in the Bludhaven Orphanage."

"Do you know why you didn't live in Gotham city?"

"Um…no, I was much too young at that time, and it was never explained to me."

Batman looked at her for a few minutes more, then he spoke again.

"It's because of your father." Batman said.

"My…my father is he here?" asked Laura, sitting straight up.

"No, your father is not here, he is Gotham city behind bars." Batman said.

"I don't understand, is my father a criminal?"

"You could say that, your father is known to most as The Joker. He's a homicidal maniac dressed as a clown and uses the toxins that mutated him on others, for humor." Batman said, remaining straight-faced.

A tear rolled down Laura's face as her lower lip quivered.

"This is some sort of joke, isn't it? You think just because I'm not like you, you can come in here and try and scare me, scare me straight. This is what this is, isn't it, your trying to scare me straight!" Laura stood up while saying this.

"Sit down!" Batman said, a little louder than he intended. Nevertheless, Laura sat right back down and said nothing.

"To answer your question, no, this isn't a joke, this is the sad truth. Jack Napier, or The Joker, was a normal man at one point. He was married to your mother and she was pregnant. Jack was trying to become a comedian, but he couldn't hold down a job. He needed money and resorted to crime. He portrayed himself as The Red Hood, a thief with multiple personalities, depending on who was available. As it would happen, I thwarted the crime, but I didn't apprehend Jack, he avoided being held captive by jumping into what he thought to be a lake. But it was a chemical waste area. The chemicals bleached his skin and died his hair. This happened on the day of your mother's death, and the day of your birth. It was a miracle that Jack survived the jump, as it was a miracle that you were born. Now I've talked to the warden and you are being released into my custody. I'm going to bring you back to Gotham City for some DNA tests to be certain, then we will talk some more.." Upon finishing, Batman stood up and walked to the door. He looked back to see Laura crying in her hands.