Hey! Long time no see! So it literally took a world crisis for me to find some time off work to write and do something I enjoy. I hope everyone is safe! Stay the fuck home it's that simple.

She stared at the cracked ceiling of the dim room for what seemed like hours. She was trying to write a summary in her mind of what was going on, register her emotions but nothing made any sense. First, she knew that the Joker had kidnapped her in the past and that he had killed her sister. Second, she knew his guard well and his demeanor didn't seem to her like a captor. Actually, none of them acted like captors…

That was the most confusing part to her. She didn't feel threatened, she didn't feel scared and their relationship with her was not threatening. Maybe she had helped them in the past? Or…

She covered her face with her palms. Who was she kidding. It was obvious.

She and the Joker were lovers. They were lovers!

Denying it would do her no good and she was smart enough to put two and two together. The first thing he had done was kiss her, he constantly touched her as if she was somehow made of porcelain and he kept talking about how she died and looking at her with those black eyes that she just-

Ugh! What was happening? How could she be lovers with her sister's murderer? It made no sense! How much of a horrible human being was she before losing her memories?

She got up and began pacing around the room annoyed. And what was all that about staying here and not moving? She didn't have time to lose she needed answers. Now! And not only no one gave them to her she couldn't even ask for them!

She heard the lock on the door and the blood left her face for a moment. She couldn't face the Joker at this moment. She was too embarrassed given their history.

But the door opened, revealing Richard looking at her first with apathy and then with amusement. Mia raised her eyebrow.

"Nothing it's just that uh, heh, you still have that stupid bitchy look on your face when you're annoyed." He snickered before getting in and closing the door.

"Do you need something?" he asked. Mia rolled her eyes. How was she supposed to tell him even if she did need something?

"Um…Then no…. Listen. Uh…" he scratched his head for a moment before lifting his hands. He began moving them around for a while as Mia watched his movements dumbfounded. When he was finished he dropped his hands "Ah shit" he said running a hand through his hair. He then turned to the Joker's desk and snapped his fingers.

"You do know how to write though yes?" he said handing her a piece of paper and a pencil. Mia looked up at him annoyed and he smiled.

"So, what is it you need?" he said. Mia gave him a fake smile and began writing. When she was finished she handed him the paper and he took it. It read:

To get the fuck out of here.

"Uuuuh you heard the boss, it's too dangerous for you to leave. I can't let you go. Listen" he said heading for the desk "you'll remember eventually and it will be fine… I mean, don't worry-"

But Mia had already charged for the door.

"Fuck!" she heard a voice behind her as she turned the doorknob. She opened the door and charged outside briefly turning her attention to Richard who was scrambling behind her. she closed and locked the door behind her and turned swiftly with the intention of running away.

But before she even realized what was going on, her feet were dangling midair as someone lifted her up by the waist and placed her sideways under his arm and was now carrying her back to the room. She kicked and scratched as she heard the key of the room turning again.

"Of course you did" she heard the man carrying her say. She squeezed her eyes shut as she recognized the voice and gave up fighting. The door opened to reveal a very angry Richard. She was suddenly shoved inside, hitting the soft mattress and landing on her face.

"It wasn't my fault-" Richard began.

"She's a pain in the ass I know. Go" the Joker continued as the door closed behind him. Mia sat up on the bed and rubbed her cheek that hurt from the impact. She then turned her attention to him. He had taken off his coat and was leaning against the door with half closed eyes and a dangerous glimmer in his pupils. Mia pushed herself against the wall on the bed and just waited.

"I told you to stay inside" he said with an icy cold tone.

Mia shrugged and looked down.

"Look at me" he said seriously and she lifted her eyes obeying his command. "I told you. To stay. Inside" he repeated as his pupils grew darker. Mia felt like a trapped animal. She had nowhere to go and she didn't know what he was going to do. She didn't know anything about him apart from what she had read and to be honest, she knew nothing about herself either. They were lovers for God sakes how did she know that she didn't like some weird stuff like him choking her to death and slapping her across the face until she was unconscious or bashing her head with a bat?

No! Fuck that!

He began walking towards her as he removed his purple gloves. As soon as his hands touched the mattress Mia recoiled in herself, wrapping her hands around her legs.

And then hell broke loose. He swiftly threw a knife on the wall and growled as if possessed before standing up.

"FUCK!" he shouted with incredible force as he threw his office lamp across the room. She jumped in surprise, unsure of what was happening.

"So what do you think huh?" he finally said to her "That I'm gonna kill ya? Hurt ya? Huh? Is that what you're gonna do every time I even try to sit next to ya!?" he shouted. Mia felt her eyes watering in fear.

Well this doesn't help she thought to herself. And what was he talking about they were talking face to face before he had left what the hell was going on now?

"ANSWER ME DAMN YOU!" he roared and Mia jumped in fear unsure of what she was supposed to do. She felt the first tears running down her cheeks as the memory of him shoving her on something sharp popped in her mind.

He was suddenly next to her grabbing her hands "Say something!" he shouted as she tried to pull away but in vein. She was now crying silently, too scared to look at him and too paralyzed to understand what he wanted. He shoved her back against the wall with a growl, releasing her hands and standing up. Mia found her window.

She jumped up as fast as she could and ran to the bathroom. She managed to lock the door behind her just as she felt his weight banging on the wood.

He growled in annoyance before she heard the door of the room opening and closing behind him with force. The small of her back was glued to the sink and she was hardly even breathing.

She had to get out of here.

Jonathan Crane took off his glasses with a hidden smirk behind his icy blue eyes. He looked down at his mask, proud that he could fix it after all this time.

For him, it was just an experiment. A way to find the antidote.

Ok that was not true he just liked his job, so very much. And now that he was out of Arkham, he could get back to work with his business in the uh…prosperous goods of Gotham city.

"So, where is the ship?" he asked the man across the table.

"It will be in Gotham on Tuesday boss" he replied.

"Good good. Get me a meeting with the families. I want them to know who has the new production"

He got up and grabbed his mask heading for the end of the corridor. As he approached the closed door he could hear her squeaky voice throwing threats at his men. He opened the door, only to find one of his henchmen holding a bloody towel over his nose and Harley kicking and spitting on the chair that she was strapped in.

"Miss Quinn! What a pleasure" he said in a reserved sarcastic tone.

"Let me go you freak" she said spitefully.

He shook his head frowning "I'm afraid this is not possible. But, give me the location of the Joker and I will consider giving you just a light beating"

"In your dreams you bird scaring cockface" she replied.

"Fine" he said as he began walking out the room, signaling for his men to get on with it.

"Ok wait WAIT! " she said. Crane turned to her with amusement.

"Yes Miss Quinn"

"I don't know the location" she said quickly. Crane turned around to leave. "I'm telling you the truth! Every time he kicks someone off he changes places. It may not be tonight but he will change places"

Crane looked down at the floor, clenching his teeth before looking up at her politely "Then I suppose you can't help me" he said and turned around to leave.

"No no NO! I CAN! I can!" she cried out. "I can go back to him. And… and convince him to get me back on the team!"

"Now why would you, the Queen of the Prince of Crime of Gotham City betray the man you love so much?"

"because he betrayed me!" she said "He has someone else now! Someone new"

"Mia Dawes" Crane said with a smirk.

"Yes. Believe me I want to find them as much as you do. Let me get to him and I will inform you of their whereabouts" her blue eyes glistened "On one condition"

Crane shrugged.

"The bitch is mine"

Crane looked at her in disbelief. He didn't want to trust her but sending her away would do him no harm. The Joker already knew he was after him so to have her go would mean nothing.

"It's a deal" he said "You take care of his weak spot and I will take care of the rest" he said as he opened the door and closed it behind him.

"You idiot the Joker has no weak spots!" he hear Harley's muffled voice behind the door.

She didn't know how long she had been lying there. Her tears had just dried up and her whole body was not covered in shivers. The cold marble under her skin was like a hundred needles piercing her flesh. She closed her eyes and tried to get some rest. There was no way she was getting out of there.

She kept waking up at moments when she was no longer sure if she had fallen asleep or not. God she was so tired. Her body had been in a coma for the last year she hadn't recovered yet. She felt weak. Everything around her was now a blur. And dizzy, so dizzy.

At this point she couldn't get up even if she wanted to.

Between the mist of her thoughts and sensations, she thought she heard a door creaking open. She wanted to get up, to be on guard, but she couldn't. She didn't know how much time had passed before she heard rattling on the door handle of the bathroom accompanied by a light knock.

"Come on doll don't let me break into my own bathroom" the voice reached her ears muffled and distorted.

She closed her eyes and when she opened them again, she saw light shining through the door and a pair of shoes blocking the exit. She blinked and raised her head with difficulty but in vain.

"Come on" she heard a low voice as something warm lifted her head up. He lifted her up carrying her effortlessly to the bed. "Stubborn human being" she heard him whispered as he placed her down carefully on the mattress. She felt something warm covering her body and she opened her eyes to stare at the door across the bed before he turned off the light in the room. She closed her eyes and thought she heard the water running in the sink and shuffling of clothes before she drifted off. She was half asleep when she felt him sitting next to her on the bed. She moved away slowly and painfully as her whole body was aching but he wouldn't have any of that. She felt something hot wrapping around her waist and pulling her close. He hands connected with the bare skin of his chest and her heart skipped a beat for a moment at the sudden embarrassment.

No no no she wouldn't do that with him.

But instead, she felt his hands rubbing on her back quickly. He was warming her up. She was now forced to have her head almost stuck on his neck as he glued her onto his body and to her surprise, she felt her eyes closing. She felt rather comfortable now but she was still so tired.

After a while, she felt his hands slowing down and they were now forming small circles on the small of her back.

She didn't mind. She was almost fast asleep when she felt as if he was going to say something. But, as if changing his mind, he tightened his embrace and buried his face in her hair.