Chapter Twenty-Two

I woke up in the room that I shared with the Joker during my captivity. I sat up in bed and looked around my eyes landing on Joker leaning against his desk, shirtless with his pants loosely hanging on his hips. My mouth got dry just looking at him and he smirked at me.

He started prowling towards me like a large cat, keeping his dark eyes locked firmly to mine. I broke his gaze to look down at my body and saw that I was in a purple teddy that exposed a long sliver of my skin. I shivered under his predatory gaze.

He reached to the foot of the bed and started crawling to where I was, our eyes never leaving one another. When he reached me, he settled in between my legs and leaned over me while gently pushing my body back, he placed one of his callused hands against my face.

"Misha," he whispered while leaning in, our lips about to touch.

That's when I heard a beeping coming from beside my head; I slowly opened my eyes and saw a blue canopy over my head, I was still at Wayne manor. I sighed in frustration.

This wasn't the first night that I dreamed of the Joker, far from it in fact, since the Joker went behind bars and then escaped the way he did I was having these dreams.

Some dreams we don't go as far as the dream that I just had, but some we go much farther, always interrupted by either the alarm clock or someone coming in to check on me. I knew that I shouldn't be dreaming of the Joker, I was with Bruce. I was happy with Bruce.

Wasn't I?

Just then someone knocked on my door and I told them to enter. It was Bruce carrying a tray, I smiled and tapped the bed with my good arm to get him to sit next to me. He placed the tray that I saw contained fruit, juice, and a couple slices of toast and I smiled my thanks. He leaned down to me and placed a sweet kiss to my lips. I felt so guilty after having the dreams I did.

"Good morning, Mia," he said sitting down next to me on the bed. "Are you sleeping any better?"

I swallowed the lump in my throat and smiled at him again. "Yeah, I did, thank you Bruce."

He let out a little relieved breath and grabbed my hand that was closest to him. He started drawing circles on my hand with his thumb, which soothed my frazzled nerves.

"I'm glad to hear that," He said pulling my hand up to his mouth and placed a gentle kiss to it.

"Yeah, so am I,"

"Well I better leave you to eat, you have your doctor appointment to see if you can get your casts off." He said standing up and placing the tray on my lap. He gave me a kiss on my forehead and left the room.

I sighed when he left and looked down at the delicious looking breakfast that he gave me. He was honestly the sweetest man that I ever met, he treated me like I was a princess, yet I dreamed about another man. I was no longer hungry.

I placed the tray back on the nightstand and I slowly got up. I had been in my cast for the past four weeks and I was hoping that today I would be able to get them off, even if I had to wear braces instead. I grabbed my crutches and swung to the bathroom, quickly putting bags on my casts and taking a quick shower, careful to not get my casts wet.

I put on the robe that Bruce gave me and went back into the bedroom. I put on a pair of sweatpants and a tank top, just in enough time because I heard a knock at my door. It was Bruce.

"Ready to go?" he asked.

I nodded and grabbed a pair of tennis shoes from beside my bed. He lifted me up easily and carried me out of my room and down the staircase heading out the front door. He gently put me in his car and went over to the driver's side, sliding behind the wheel.

And off we went.

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Joker's POV

I watched in my binoculars as the pretty boy put Misha in his sporty black car and drive off. I sighed and closed my eyes, thinking of the pain that I put her through. And yes, I did know the extent of her pain.

What no one knew was I visited her in the hospital just hours after my breakout. In the guise of a surgeon I walked right up to her room and saw her, I looked at her chart and winced over how bad she was hurt from our little mission. She was in a deep sleep from the pain medication that they were pumping her full of. I walked over to the side of her bed and gently took her good hand in mine and placed my hands on the top of her head. She sighed in her sleep and nuzzled closer to my hand.

I leaned over her, wincing from the bruises that covered my body from the Batman, and placed a gentle kiss to her head. I squeezed her hand before I straightened up and started walking away. When I got back to the door I looked back at her one last time.

"Soon, Misha, we'll be together soon."

I shook my head and pulled out my phone, sending a quick message to Bongo telling him to keep on Wayne's tail. I then again got comfortable waiting for my princess's return and planned out when I can return her to my side.

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Bruce's POV

I sat in the examination room with Misha for about an hour while waiting for the results of her x-ray. While we were waiting I tried to talk to her but, it didn't really go anywhere. I looked at her a little more in depth and saw huge, dark bags under her eyes and she just didn't seem to shine as much as she -did when we first met.

I was quite worried about her, and not just her injuries. Something had to have happened to her while she was with that lunatic and now that he's back on the streets she's probably nervous that he will possibly go after her again. I need to make her feel safe again, I just couldn't think how.

I looked back up at her gorgeous face and caught her eye, she turned and gave me a little smile. But, it didn't reach her eyes.

"Sorry about the wait, but I do have good news." The doctor stated returning into the room. "You are healing so well that I feel comfortable removing your casts and just having you in braces for the next couple of weeks. Now you will still have to use crutches and take it easy, but you will be just fine."

I grinned and saw the look of relief on Misha's face. The doctor then took out his saw and started sawing through the cast on her leg. She flexed her foot while the doctor worked on her arm and she wouldn't stop smiling. I sighed in relief when I saw that it was a genuine smile and she looked at me and continued.

"Now, here's your braces and I want you to put them on and then you can leave." The doctor said smiling at Misha and then leaving.

"Well you heard the doctor, come on I'll help you put everything on." I said taking her delicate little foot in my hand and strapping her brace on.

"You seem good at putting braces on, I'm guessing you were very accident prone when you were younger." Misha said shooting me a dazzling smile.

"Yes, yes, I was, maybe sometime, Alfred or I can tell you stories of my more interesting injuries." I said releasing her foot and helping her with her arm brace. "But, for now I think we should get you back home."

"I like the sound of that Bruce." She said as I looked in her beautiful green eyes.

I leaned forward and kissed her lips before I picked her up in my arms and carried her out of the office. She snuggled into my chest and grabbed the front of my shirt, and at the same time grabbing my heart a little more than she already had.

I think it was time to talk to her uncle about a certain question I wanted to ask.