Soooo yeah it's been awhile and I'm soooooo sorry! I hope no one gave up on me. I think I'm finally back in the game. I've been writing like crazy the past two days so the next few chapters should come out quickly. Chapter seven WILL be posted on Thursday at the latest. So for any of my readers that have stuck with this far if you review I will send you a sneak peek of chapter seven... which is the most mature chapter thus far of any Doll related stories. I'm quite happy with how its is turning out. So please review.. I really want some feed back on what you guys think! Sorry for that long wait I promise I will do better with coming chapter. Love from Adelene 3

Chapter Six

A New Friend?

Gordon was running out of patience, time,... and coffee. It was past two in the morning and he was still at the station hauled up in his office. He had received a call several hours ago from the new district attorney. Apparently when he had come home from a long day of work all he found was an empty house with a Joker smile spray painted on his living room wall. He had immediately called Gordon to let him know both his wife and daughter were missing. Gordon's heart sunk in his chest; this was all part of The Joker and Doll's sick game. The only thing that stopped him from calling a press conference for in the morning to tell Gotham the truth was the knowledge that once someone was in their clutches they had an extremely low chance of getting out a live. They didn't play by any rules. The game was made as they went along. Gordon knew this all to well.

As much as it pained Gordon to admit the only way out of this was to depend once again on Batman. Doll and The Joker needed to be found and soon. Gordon was ready to admit to Gotham the truth of Harvey Dent. He might lose some trust in the Gotham people but they deserved to know but before he did he was forcing himself into playing the deadly duos game. Till they were both found and arrested there would be no ending to the deaths. One game ends and another just begins with them.

He had already spoken to Batman of his thoughts and he seemed to have agreed. Gordon had no doubts that Batman was stalking Gotham in search of them. He just hoped that he would be able to bring in results.

Sighing tiredly he forced himself out of his office chair. As much as he didn't want to he packed up his stuff to head home to sleep for a few hours before coming back.

Doll mentally rolled her eyes for the hundredth time that day. She wondered how on earth people did these jobs for years and years of their lives. It was Friday. She had been working at Wayne Tower for five days but to Doll it felt like a life time. She hadn't seen much of Bruce the past few days and that didn't make things any easier. The closer she got to Bruce the quicker her job could be done. The quicker she could throw Ofelia in the trash.

With her work desk in view of several witnesses there wasn't much snooping and hacking Doll could do without drawing attention to herself. She spent many of her forced breaks when there was less people around her hacking into the security system. Sadly for Doll, Wayne Tower was top notch. Even for Doll it was something of a challenge. Her work computer along with her own gadgets wasn't enough. She need access to Bruce's computer again. From there she was sure she could get everything she needed sit in place. The only problem was getting into the office and on to the computer without getting caught. Normally Doll didn't worry to much about that but this was one time that she couldn't afford to be locked up in Gordon's cage.

Doll sighed and ran her fingers through her fake black hair. Touching the wig just made her sigh again in frustration. It was strange to look down and not see her long blonde hair. She would be glad when this job was done. She didn't mind playing dress up but she didn't like keeping up character for long periods. Acting and makeup could only hide her true self for so long. It wasn't helping that she was surrounded by morons all day and couldn't do a thing about it. Doll was use to being around morons but those morons either walked on egg shells around her or she would just shoot them. Doll rolled her eyes as she leaned back in her desk chair. Looking at the clock she noticed it was just a few minutes before people would start taking lunches. The day was halfway over.

"Hi... you're Ofelia right?" A voice asked from behind her. Twirling her chair to face the person Doll found a girl around her own age. She was tall with dark blonde hair that just barely passed her shoulder. She wore a bright smile as she stared down at Doll.

"Yeah," Doll answered dragging out the word. Doll continued to stare up at the stranger. So far no one except Mr. Herman had spoken to her and she didn't waste her time mingling with others. She couldn't figure why on earth this woman wanted to speak with her. Doll was slightly suspicious of her motives... had she seen her hacking in the system? Doll had been careful to make sure no one was around but it was always better to be at least slightly weary.

"I was just going to see if you wanted to have lunch with me?" The unknown woman asked. Doll didn't answer and after an awkward pause the woman continued. "I just heard that you were new to Gotham and I've just noticed they you don't seem to ever have lunch with anyone. Thought I would come over and offer." She had a bright smile on her face as she explained herself. Doll briefly was reminded of the dear, deceased Amy Stuart.

Doll quickly thought of the pros and cons of this in her head. Until further notice there was no reason to try to hack in to the security system from her computer; she knew it wouldn't give her any results. On the down side this woman seemed over bubbly and desperate for company... something that once again reminded her of why she hated Amy so much. Knowing she would probably regret it she nodded her head as she agreed to go to lunch with this stranger.

"You know my name but I don't know yours." Doll reminded her as she followed her out of Wayne Towers.

"Oh how rude of me." She laughed. It was a pleasant sound to most but to Doll it just made her day that much worse. She would be glad when she could just go home. Unfortunately, The Joker had banned her from killing any more employees. "My names Layla."

Layla continued to tell Doll about herself as the walked out of the building and into the busy streets of Gotham City. Doll didn't pay much attention to the rambling nonsense.

"So what do you feel like eating?" Layla asked finally after looking around at the surrounding buildings.

Doll didn't even think about her answer before it came out of her mouth.

"Pizza." She told Layla and Doll set her eyes on a small pizza place just down the street. She didn't look to even see if she was followed. If Layla got lost in the busy streets Doll wouldn't complain.

Opening the door the smell of pizza made Doll smile her first real smile of the day.

"I don't think I've ever been here before." Layla commented from behind Doll.

"It's pizza... not even an idiot can mess it up." Doll told her. She internally cringed that wasn't something that shy Ofelia would really say but Layla seemed to not pay to much attention to the rude remark.

It didn't take long before they were seated in a booth with their food ordered and drinks placed in front of them. Doll didn't realize how hungry she was until her pizza was set in front of her. They had decided to share a peperoni pizza. Layla seemed surprised how someone so small could put down so much food. Doll was on her fourth slice as she half listened to whatever the woman in front of her rambled on about.

"So there is a rumor going on around about you." Layla said in a half whisper. Doll's hand which was traveling towards her mouth for another bite of pizza paused in mid-air. "I'm not really one to listen to gossip but I was just... curious. I mean if you don't mind that is. I mean it's not any of my business really. But,"

Doll cut in before she could continue. "What's the rumor?" she asked.

"Oh, um well some people have been saying that you're really close with Bruce Wayne. It's been said that he was the reason you got the job other say its a new thing and that you meet at a party and he has took an interest in you and you're his date for his charity event tomorrow."

Doll stared at Layla across the table; her eyes unblinking. Is this what other people talked about in their normal lives Doll wondered. She never realized how different she and The Joker's lives were in comparison to so called normal citizens. Finally blinking she laid her slice of pizza back on her plate.

"I already had my job at Wayne Towers before I ever met Bruce Wayne. I met him at one of his parties before I started and I am his date for the charity event tomorrow." Doll told her.

Layla let out a sequel that actually made Doll jump in her seat in surprise. Doll started at her wearily.

Layla looked down in embarrassment after seeing Doll's reaction. "Um, sorry, it's just really cool. I mean you have a date with the Bruce Wayne. Gotham's own billionaire. You are like the luckiest girl in the city." She told her with a large smile on her face. Doll forced a smile to match on her face.

"Yeah, I guess I am." Doll told her.

After the pizza had been eaten the two of them made it back through the streets to Wayne Tower together. Layla happily talking as she walked next to what she thought was going to be a new friend. Layla didn't even realize she was walking next to one of Gotham's most wanted.

"So I guess I'll talk to you later and I'll see you at the party tomorrow." Layla said as they separated to go back to their desks.

"Um yeah, I guess so." Doll replied dragging out all the words in uncertainly. Normal conversations were just too tedious.

Doll ripped the wig from her head as soon as she walked into her bedroom. She threw it down on the bed before making her way to the bathroom. The Joker was no where to be found but Doll was sure he would turn up sooner rather than later... he always did.

Once Doll was showered she dressed herself in a pair of black skinny leather pants with a dark maroon corset over a short sleeved black shirt. Her blonde hair was slightly damp as it hung down her shoulders. A small black duffel bag was slung around her shoulders. Her blue eyes twinkled as she made her way downstairs all the way to the basement. It was time to let out all of her suppressed emotions from her day at Wayne Tower.

So there is chapter six! Whoo. Doll's got a lot of frustration to take out and it will all be in the next chapter. So if you want a sneak peek then please review your thoughts, or questions, or just whatever to get one!