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When Eve awoke she felt warm. There was an arm around her, and she was lying on a rock hard chest. Her hands felt better, but her wrist was still painful and sore. When she pushed the blankets off of her and sat up the Joker finally spoke to her. She didn't realize he had been awake this whole time.

"Good morning, bunny." his voice was a guttural growl. He quickly slipped off the bed and towards his closet, pulling out a suit identical to the one he wore the day before.

Eve rubbed her eyes. She slept so well, in his bed, with his arm around her. "When can I go home?"

His back was turned to her, he was buttoning up his shirt when he answered her. "No. No. No. You don't get ituh do you? You're mine now." He laughed.

"What about my life?" she asked him from the bed. He looked directly at her and licked his lips.

"Tell me. What's the pointuh? You lost your life when you lost the baby." His words cut her deep, but he didn't stop there. "Stay with me, give it uhhh...a week. If you feel like my treatmentuh isn't working, you're free to go. Go back into the world that ruined you. Go back to the doctors that lied to you." He giggled and walked to the door. In just barely a whisper she heard him say,"No, you'll choose to go back there anyway. I'm not a monster."

Eve was stunned. She couldn't speak for a minute. He broke the silence before he left the room.

"Get dressed. Clothes are in the bathroom."

She hopped off the bed and walked into the bathroom. In the corner was a large luggage bag, and when she opened it, there were an abundance of her things. Her make-up bag, clothes, and a couple pairs of shoes. She pulled out a quick t-shirt and pair of skinny jeans. After all, she didn't know where they were going. She assumed he was going to take her on one of his psychotic trips to try and destroy Gotham. Eve added some make up, just her eyes, and a pair of knee high lace up boots. She figured this wasn't an occasion for the...heels... he had put in her bag. As she sat on the bed braiding her long hair, the Joker came back.

"It's cold," he grumbled. His mood seemed to have changed from the night before. He was calm after he had stitched her up. Less crazy, she thought. Now he seemed senseless and irritated.

Eve searched through her bag and found a jacket. After she put it on Joker walked towards the door, instinctively she followed. They walked through the asylum, and she stared in awe at how he utilized the space. Every henchmen had a room, they had whatever they needed, some rooms were stockpiled with guns, some were make shift kitchens. The walked down some stairs and out a back door. There was a walkway, and a gate. Outside of the gate was a black van, and they climbed in and were on their way.

It felt like they were driving forever. Eve was getting restless and was about to start asking questions, which obviously irritated the Joker, when they stopped at a sky scraper. It obviously wasn't finished being built just yet. Everyone piled out of the van and while Eve admired the height of the building, Joker tugged on her jacket. She followed him, they went into the building and started climbing stairs. After ten floors she noticed some of the henchmen were duck taping civilians mouths shut, and their hands onto guns. She also saw a few put clown masks onto the townspeople, and steal lab coats from what looked to be doctors. For a second, she thought she saw her own doctor, and a wave of sadness touched her. She was distracted as they kept running up the stairs, and didn't stop until they had reached almost the top. There were three giant rottweilers waiting with a henchmen who was sitting in a chair away from the giant windows, overlooking the ocean, where she saw two ferries stopped.

Joker let out a hearty laugh and looked back to her. "Beautiful isn't it?" He cackled again and fished in his pocket, pulling out a cell phone. As he spoke to whoever it was, Eve walked over to the henchmen in the chair. He just looked at her, didn't say a word. He looked over her, the Joker signaling for him to do something and he got up, gesturing for her to sit down.

"What are we doing here?" She asked in just a barely audible whisper.

"Just watch the fireworks, gorgeous." he answered her and stayed in his place by the windows, watching the stopped ferries.

After dozing out for a few minutes, Eve refocused her attention to the stairs, a black figure entered their floor, and the Joker let the dogs on him. She realized it was Batman. He fought the dogs, eventually throwing them off the ledge. Joker ran at him with a pipe and beat the hell out of him. Soon their fight ended up on the ledge of the building, Joker had Batman caught on something. They were talking, Eve thought. She didn't dare get up or speak, it was obvious she was hidden. In a flash, she heard the Joker laughing and saw him fall off the ledge, before the black warrior shot something at him and pulled him back up. Eve felt her heart drop when she saw him fall. A strange sigh of relief came to her when she saw him dangling upside down, talking again to Batman, who looked injured himself. Finally, she saw Batman leave, and a few SWAT team members running up the stairs towards the Joker.

"Oh fuck." she whispered, hoping she was more than invisible in the corner. Before she could even think gun shots were being fired, and down went the SWAT members, one by one.

Eve ran over to where the Joker was dangling, and he was laughing blowing on the tip of his smoking pistol. "See?" his arms were outstretched as he dangled and she sighed, putting her hands on her hips.

"Do I have to get you down from there?"

Joker shifted his body weight and swung toward her. She caught his hand as he outstretched it and pulled him toward her. "Don't look down , bunny." He gigged, as she fished through a pocket in his jacket for a knife. After she sawed at the zip chord and finally got him down, he wrapped his arms around her and pushed her back away from the ledge, back inside. It was quiet, and there didn't seem to be much fussing going on in any floors close to them. As the Joker caught his breathe, and let the blood sink back down from his head, he bent his face down close to hers.

Before Eve could say a word, he pressed his lips to hers.