The Joker lowered the gun and placed it by his side. He was carrying a .45 magnum, which is a very powerful weapon. And if I have to say, one of my personal favorite guns. Now I normally don't favor guns, but when they're needed, that's the one I generally go for. Joker looked me over once again and licked his lips. I held in a low moan. He enticed me and I didn't like that.

"Come on, Princess. We've got to, ah, go. The cops will be here soon."

I stumbled after him as he pulled me along the hallway, still gripping my wrist in a incredibly tight hold. He was definitely stronger than he looked, then again I expected that. He was amazingly hotter than I thought he would be, too.

He dragged me out of the building and pushed me into a black escalade, it was a new model and I just knew he stole it. But who cares? How are you supposed to be a villain if you're not stealing stuff? Simple, you can't be. The passenger side appeared to be empty, so I climbed in and adjusted myself to the comfyness of the seat. He stole a good one. Black leather interior, heated seats, amazing air conditioning system, good tunes, and a few goons in the backseat. Yep this was the life!

Joker climbed in and started driving. He's a horrible driver, just so you know. He was speeding and swerving, definitely going a lot faster than I would have been going had I been driving. He laughed at the expression on my face, which wasn't at all funny. I just scrunched up one eye and rolled my lips up, furrowing my eyebrow in the process. It wasn't funny, it was hilarious.

I shrank back into the comfortable seat and gazed out the window. Which turned out to be a bad idea, because I ended spacing out and thinking of a certain boy from a long time ago?

A little girl sat in the middle of a meadow, picking and pulling at the grass as she waited for him to come out and play. His parents had been keeping him in a lot more as of late, and it rather irked her. He was her bestest friend in the whole wide world. He meant everything to her. So where was he? She pulled up another bunch of grass and sighed. He obviously wasn't coming to play with her. She stood up and had begun to trudge off in the opposite direction, when she heard it.

"Wait Andromeda. Don't go!" A little Bruce called out to her. She turned her head just in time to see a flash of dark brown hair, before she was tackled to the ground roughly; her floral printed baby doll dress smearing itself in the dirt. She laughed as he hugged her torso tighter and tighter, nearly choking off her air supply.

He finally let her go and stepped back a small step. Her hazel eyes meeting his.

"Where were you, Bruce? I waited and waited and you never showed up. And you got my bestest dress all dirty." She was trying so hard to stay mad at him, but the more she looked into his beautiful eyes, the more the anger faded away.

"Aw Andie! You know you can't stay mad at me forever." He smiled that smile that would win hearts all over Gotham when he got older. She instantly melted. She hugged him and kissed his cheek. Something they had been doing since they met. They said it was to show how close they were as friends.

"Bruce. I think my mommy and daddy are hurting my brother. I just know they are." She exclaimed in a tone filled with anger. For the past year or so her parents had taken Gabriel some place and hadn't told Andromeda where. And when he came back, he was shaken up it was hard for him to talk.

"Don't worry Andie; we'll make sure he's not hurt." Bruce told her. He lifted up his pinky and she kissed and he did the same to hers. It was a tradition they did that meant they would swear on their lives to keep that promise.

She looked at him with love in her eyes and hate in her heart. Love for him, hate for her parents.

I snapped out of the flashback as the Joker suddenly braked the escalade. My head slammed forward, but my hand sprung out at just the right moment. He laughed and I hopped out of the car.

He had driven us to a nice looking house. It looked to be about two stories, not my usual gig, but hey I bet it had wonderful beds! *wink, wink**

A guy jumped out of the back of the escalade. He had on a clown mask and I just assumed he was the one I had heard being called Happy. His mask had a happy face on it. I shrugged and stepped closer to the Joker as he led me inside. It was absolutely extravagant on the inside. Luxurious chandeliers, big TV in the living room, lots of doors, big huge kitchen, and a staircase that wound around and around, going upstairs. I giggled at the beauty of it and set forth to the staircase.