I know this is a small chapter but I didn't want to delay the update even further. The next one will be bigger. What do you think should happen to MIa? Out of curiosity.

Her eyes went wide as he strode towards her with swift angry steps.

"Wait! Puddin wait!" she said holding up a defensive hand.

"I thought I made it clear that you're out."

"Look" she said seriously "I shouldn't had hurt the girl. It's… I'm sorry I got jealous. But I'm okay now I promise!" she said happily.

Without warning, he pinned her back on the wall with his arm and took out his small pocket knife.

"Do you think I am that stupid Harls?" he snarled as he caressed her cheek with the blade.

"I have nowhere else to go! I wasn't even sure I was gonna find you here! Please! You threw me off a damn window why would I come back otherwise?" she said panicked. He stared at her for a moment with a raised eyebrow before letting her go. He smirked to himself inwardly and licked his scars.

"If you play any funny stuff-"

"I won't" she said quickly as her blue eyes stared at him straight on. He opened the door then and went inside with a grin as Richard was sharpening his blade. He looked up at them and frowned with annoyance.

"Why?" he said to Joker and shook his head when he just giggled.

"Now run along" the Joker said to Harley dismissively and she obediently headed for the basement where her former room was. When she was gone, his grin dropped and he turned to Richard who was looking at him accusingly.

"Why?" he said again.

"She wants something" said the Joker and sat down beside him on the couch. There was no one else around which made him much more at ease.

"And so you brought her here to get it faster? You know what she wants"

"The problem is uh, who she made a deal with. If we play our cards right, we might find out" he said casually.

"And if we don't, we get butchered" Richard replied. He stayed silent for a moment "I don't think you're thinking this through. Just kill her" he said.

The Joker shook his head "I wanna know who's behind this first. Then, I'll deal with her for good"

Both their heads turned as they heard the door of his room creaking open. Mia walked towards the two men, gazing around the room as she did so.

"I thought I told you to stay inside" the Joker said almost dismissively as he turned his head away again in boredom.

Mia blinked for a moment and lifted her hands slowly and unsurely. She pushed back her long sleeves that now covered her fingers from the times she kept pulling them down to hide her burnt skin.

Hungry.

She signed and Richard gave her a small smile. The Joker raised his eyebrow and licked his lips, looking at her now with cold eyes.

"You can sign?" Richard asked.

Mia nodded Little bit. Hospital tried to help.

It took her more time than necessary to form the sentence as she was still not used to it.

"Kitchen right over there" said Richard and gave the Joker a quick glance before taking a sip of his beer.

Mia scanned the Joker quickly, taken aback by his lack of interest at her presence. She walked towards the kitchen slowly with a frown of confusion.

It was like two conflicting ideas in her head. One was the one that said that she shouldn't care that he paid no attention because she didn't remember him anyway and also, he had killed her sister. But the second one, was screaming in her head to grab him by that black shirt of his and just-

She breathed in sharply and closed her eyes as she opened the fridge. She took out all the ingredients necessary to make herself a sandwich and began preparing her meal.

The Joker licked his makeup free lips and took the beer from Richard's hand taking a sip. He then got up and headed for his room.

"Tell everyone to be ready in ten minutes. Lock the girl inside" he simply said. Richard frowned.

"The girl?" he mumbled to himself as the Joker slammed the door shut behind him. When he came out again, he was in full makeup and costume. He whistled loudly as he readjusted his suit and soon enough, there were footsteps on the staircase leading up from the basement.

First came Harley. She was wearing her black and red tight costume along with a huge grin upon her white painted masked face. She skipped towards him and he lifted his head just in time to see her leap in his arms.

He was about to punch her right in the nose when the shuttering of glass made the whole room fall silent.

Their attention turned to the kitchen where Mia was standing, her shirt half soaked in water, looking annoyed at her bloody hand.

"What the hell is wrong with you!?" Richard yelled and went to her, grabbing her hand and dragging her into the kitchen.

The Joker crooked his head to the side before turning his attention to his men.

"In the cars. Now!" he yelled and shoved Harley off of him before walking behind them in the kitchen. He crushed the broken pieces of glass with his shoe and approached them as Richard had her hand under the running water.

"Uh…what happened doll?"

Mia just shook her head dismissively with an embarrassed smirk on her face. He knew immediately that she wanted to avoid any more questions.

"She smashed the glass in her hand. Just like that! God it's like we're taking care of a toddler" Richard shook his head as he inspected the girl's hands.

The Joker had to give it to him. He was right. She was a handful at this state. She had only been there a couple of days and not only he needed to have someone watch her 24/7, but also he hadn't taken care of any of his business.

But all of that were fogged by the sudden realization in his head. The perfect timing of her coming out of the kitchen and the sight she might had seen.

He licked his scarred lips and looked down at her with a smirk on his face as he readjusted his suit. And then, without a word, he left the room.

It had been three hours since the Joker and his men had left. Mia was sitting next to Richard on the couch watching the news with interest. It seemed like the whole world they showed was never there and it had been reborn with her. She couldn't remember anything. Not the streets, not the building, nothing. The city was a new land to her. Even worse, the world was a new land to her. Her own self even.

These people there called her Mia, so that's how she knew it was her name. There was obviously an accident and she used to be lovers with her sister's murderer.

And there he was again popping in her head. She had only been there for a couple of days and yet she could always feel his dark orbs on her while his hands would never miss on an opportunity to touch her. When she was next to him, even though her instincts were telling her to run, there was a deeper part of her begging her to never leave his side.

And then this morning, when she saw her touching him, she could only struggle not to grab her blonde little head and smash it on the floor. She couldn't control her anger when her fists started clenching until she realized she was holding a glass of water.

And it was already too late.

She looked down at her bandaged hand and tried to remove it.

"Don't fucking remove it!" Richard said exasperated. "Jesus do I have to tie you down in order for you not to do something stupid?" he said before turning his attention back to the TV.

"Twenty eight years" he murmured "I have been following him around for twenty eight years. And what am I doing in one of the biggest projects we've done all year? I am sitting on a couch, babysitting" he said as he took a sip of his beer. Mia stared at him as he continued "No, J, she is not a liability, you know you want her back" he said mimicking his own voice in an unstoppable tantrum of irony "Hey Richie you want to know what you're job will be this year? Making sure my girl doesn't bleed to death!"

Mia took an empty can of beer and threw it at him, hitting him right at the side of his shaved head. Richard turned towards her startled.

I am not stupid. I can understand you, asshole. She said much faster than she anticipated to. She looked down at her hands briefly, as for a moment she felt as if they had a will of their own.

Richard blinked in disbelief "Did you just throw a can at me?" he said coldly. Mia folded her arms and raised her eyebrow challengingly.

Then, his gaze softened a bit and he snickered to himself "I see that you're still somewhere in that vessel of a body"

Mia frowned at him, slightly taken aback. She turned off the TV and looked at him as he threw his hands in the air exasperated.

Tell me something about me.

"What? Why should I know?"

Please?

Richard stared at her for a moment, realizing how drastically her signing had improved after the incidence with the glass.

"Well…uh…your name is Mia Dawes, you uh, obviously can't speak, you used to work for Wayne Enterprises, you used to have an apartment downtown-"

Mia shook her head Do you have anything that is useful?

"Hey look lady I was the one spying on your ass when Bane took you alright? Ask away about your life, health, even balance at the bank. But I don't know your psychological issues and what to do with them ok? Figure them out on your own" he said before taking another sip.

Mia stared at him for a moment before sighing to herself. She sat back and bit the inside of her cheek before turning to him once more.

Who is Bane?