"Ah doc, what's got you in such a stimulating mood?" Joker spoke slowly as he tilted his head side to side observing me. I couldn't really stop the blush that was creeping up my cheeks. I shook my head. "I'm sorry I was late for our session Mr. Joker, I was busy getting a bribe for you", i said as i put the grape sodas on the metal table between us. He threw back his head and let out his loud cackling laugh. " Oh doc, your so sweet. But is that really a bribe? And if so for what is it for?" He finished wiggling his brow bones suggestively. " Well it could be for a lot of things or just a few. It depends on how you want to take it?" I said slyly as I popped the tabs on both and threw in a straw in his before slipping it to his side of the table to where it was within a few inches of it he wanted. He frowned "Is your life worth a can of grape soda?" "I'd hope it be worth more but ehhh. No I meant if you would answer some questions I have for you." He immediately jerked away from the can his eyes losing depth and he growled. I immediately backed track."I have done my very best to come up with original questions. No childhood, no 'what's your name? , and no why do you do it. Pinkie Swear." I said as I swiped my pinkie across my heart. He continued to breath hard but his eyes had gained some depth to them again. I cleared my throat and leveled my eyes on him and said very seriously "What's your favorite color?" He smirked, his mood swinging so quickly, "Why doll face, such a deep hard question, I'm not so sure im ready to be that intimate with you. I mean that's practically my soul I'll be bearing you." I smirked " Surely I can trade a grape soda for such a personal question? Please.?" ,if he wanted to be flirted with I could be up to the challenge. I pulled a pleading look my bottom lip trembling every so slightly, laying it on him. He giggled. " Well doc, I gotta say I'm a green kinda guy." He nodded his head to me. I smiled and wrote down green. "Now for your second question. What is your favorite movie?" He paused, his face seem to get a far away expression before snapping back. He snapped at me, bitting his teeth as if a rabid dog on the end of leash. "How about this doc, you forget your little plan for my session and you be a sweet doll face and let me out." "You know I cant do that Mr. Joker. I'm sure you'll be out wrecking havoc soon enough." "How about we play one of my games?"He smiled but his eyes told me to run, so he could catch me and gut me. I nodded. "If you think that would be a good idea and It doesnt involve me or the guards dead then yes." He gleefully giggled. "Now remember doc, you agreed." I nodded I had left loopholes for us both to exploite. "Why dont you tell me the real reason that you snapped diddle 1 and diddle 2 heads off when you came in?" His eyes watched me. "I always know when someone lies so I suggest you NOT lose the game doc." "I overheard some guards speaking about me. I didnt like what they said." His eyes analyzed me. He nodded, accepting the statement as truth. "So what'd they say that had you ready to spit fire?" "I'd rather no-""Dont lose the game doc!" He snapped interrupting me. I huffed out a breath. "They were saying the same thing that's been said about me since I went through puberty. That I had to have slept my way to be where I am. They cant actually imagine that I worked my ass off for my scholarship or that I never went out at all during college until the day before I got my diploma." I rushed it all out. my annoyance that two low life guards that maybe had half the IQ of myself were being such douches. He rolled his eyes. "Why are you allowed to do it if I'm not?" He smirked. " So that annoys you that they assume you what, slept with Dr. Ark HAM." I shook my head."Please, a new question." He frowned "I call the shots! ANSWER THE QUESTION!" He shouted. I had just so slightly jumped but I stood my ground before I slammed my hands on the table. " This session is about you not me, just cause you dont wanna dont mean it wont happen." My accent started to slip as I got angrier. "I dont like being underestimated. I dont like that people dont actually see me. They only see how they can use me." I stomped over to the door but before I could open it my head bounced off the door. I gasped as I felt his breath next to my ear. "Dont worry doc, they'll see you very soon." I spun around his hand immediately going to my throat, crushing me. I squelched the panic and allowed my body to dead weight, it surprised him enough that he let go. I immediately went down, hitting my ass on the ground before rolling out between his legs and rolling to the other side of the wall. He spun and immediately was on me. I grabbed the arm that was trying to stab me in the eye with my pen, while I opened palmed crushed his nose with the heel of my other hand. He took a step back dropping the pen, I followed him kicking him as hard as I could with my heeled feet. He flipped over the table. He was smirking now. I bent down and grabbed the pen, he rushed me again and I grabbed his outstretched hand and used his momentum to slam him into the wall. I kept hold of his arm and bent it back before putting my knee into the small.of his back. His cackling laughter got louder the harder I pulled his shoulder closer to dislocation. Finally having a second to breath. "I need some help in here." I yelled as loud as I could. The guard were.in here in a moment. "Why didnt you hit your buzzer?" "Oh how stupid of me, I should hit the buzzer so you could clean up my dead body from floor." One of them ran over and snapped new cuffs on him while the other grabbed the straight jacket from the floor. I let go of him as he continued to giggle. "So doc, what's your name?" I huffed as I straightened my doctors coat. "Ill tell you when I think it's important" before I walked out my head held high.

I was so pissed both at him and at myself. I was a experienced, well-trained, great psychologist, I was trained to be a mirror for the patient to see themselves in not to lose my temper and... I let out a small scream before grabbing my bag and almost running out to my bike. I didn't even bother changing back into leggings. I was at the gym in 5 minutes flat my new personal time. I ran into the changing room and quickly dressed throwing my stuff in a locker. Cursing myself as I had to unlock it and grab my headphones and phone out. I practically hummed with energy, most of the gymnasts were doing final stretches and closing up for the day. I chalked my hands and I was soon flying on the uneven bars, my anger causing me to throw my body harder and my flips faster. I spun and threw myself on top of the tall bar before settling on it balancing on top. I stopped for just a fraction of a second before throwing myself to the second bar. My hands slipped annnnd body plant. "Huuuffff. Ow." I whined as I felt my body settled on the mat. Nothing was going right today.

Joker POV

I couldn't stop the giggles as the guards dragged me back into my cell. My little doc had jokes, I whistled loudly to myself. Oh damn, that moment, that tiny moment when you have nothing but the time to observe the delicious chaotic thoughts in a person's mind. Normally it only happened before i killed them, hahhahahaha. But this ohhh, I shivered as I recalled that look in my little doc's eyes. The eyes are the gateway to the soul, and her eyes said so much. "Hahhahahaha, little doc I'll have to see more of you." Her eyes spoke through her mask. She had enjoyed hitting me. She even made a joke to the useless guards. Hmm, now I cant help but be more curious. Well at least I ain't a cat. I prowled around my cage, that accent was a perfect touch. I sighed, bored now that I would thrown in solitary 'for attacking Another doctor.'

Late that night

Finally, I heard boots shuffling, they never had came by to pick me up for solitaire. " Mark how are you my boy?" "Good boss," he said as he handed me a phone through my meal slot. "What else you need boss?" I frowned at him"Just wait your turn Markie." I flipped through the phone texting Frost, his quick answers coming through. "Markie I want you to go to Frost in person and tell him to find out about my little doc" I said distractedly, my fingers flying over the keys. "A full set of prints, the whole cart and horse." I growled as Frost texted me that Penguin and Maroni were trying to join forces to take over My city while I was locked up. Well that wouldn't do, not to at all. My fingers flew over the keys.

Dr. H POV

I woke to my alarm groaning loudly into my empty apartment. I slowly stepped out of bed and immediately did some stretches, my body cracking and popping like bubble wrap. I stood and went to the mirror and couldn't help the gasp. A raccoon practically stared back at me, two black eyes, and a busted lip. I couldn't help the sigh before I went to fixing my face who knows how much hell Ivy is going to put me through today if I cant get my makeup on point.

Dr. Crane's Session

He stared at me, his typical expressionless eyes seemed to be roving me, not in a lustful way but in a very clinical way. "So how was this newest book Doctor?" I asked him. It was the one thing that Crane had never mentioned, me calling him doctor. Granted they'd removed his doctorate with his arrest but he still had the knowledge, his thirst for people, he just kinda had a specialty for fear. He nodded,"I hadn't actually read that one so its keeping me amused for now. I'm more curious about you?" I frowned. "What about me doctor?" "I still dont sense fear in you doctor, yet I know you and the clown have had a run in. Does that make you in need of therapy yourself?" I snorted "My sessions with Joker are exactly that sessions. Surely you know about doctor/patient confidentiality." He nodded "Yes, but I can tell this was a violent incident. Yet here you are more, hmmm, enthused." He said as he pondered his own words. "Yes I had a violent run in with him, but I still dont believe that I'll let him best me in 2 sessions. No body else wants his case." I pondered his word, enthused, was I really that? He nodded and quickly changed the subject back to the book. We finished out our session amicably, with the knowledge that I would him a new book on our Tuesday session next week.