Authors Note:

Hey everyone! I just wanted to let you all know that this chapter was supposed to be up yesterday, but fanfiction wasn't working for me :( Anyway, this chapter has a little bit more sexual content than my others. So, you have been warned! Anyway, please review! Enjoy!

Chapter 5:

Bruce walks quickly towards the elevator while thinking about the present situation. He suddenly stops, takes out his cell phone from his pocket, puts his number on lock and then dials the Commissioners number. He clears his throat as Gordon answers "Hello, Commissioner Gordon speaking." Bruce bites his lip and makes his voice deep and asks, "You remember where Harvey Dent got his face burnt?"

The Commissioner's eyebrows knit at the Batman's voice coming from his cell's speaker. He shrugs and replies loudly into the phone "Yes, yes I do. But I am quite busy at the moment, I am trying to find the location of Rachel Dawes." He pauses, covers the phone with his hand and screams "Get me the number for all factories, warehouses…quickly!"

Bruce taps his foot impatiently and screams into the phone "It's about her!" The Commissioners eyes widen as the Batman continues speaking "Be there in one hour. I may need back up." Gordon closes his cell phone, smiles and shouts out to his men "We got her!"

Bruce closes his cell phone quickly and pushes the button to the elevator while Alfred states "I pressed your Batman suit last week, sir. So that means it is in…" Bruce interrupts as he gets into the elevator "I am not going as the Batman, Alfred. I am going as myself." Abruptly the elevator doors close to reveal a very stunned Alfred.

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"What kind of card game doesn't require the usage of one's hands?" Rachel presses the question strongly. She does not want to take part in some silly game of his, she is already in the middle of one and she doesn't need two to get her head spinning. The Joker searches frantically through the deck of cards and giggles at her question.

Rachel rolls her eyes and is about to ask the question again when he mutters softly "Don't you worry about that, beautiful. It's a secret between me…." He pauses, lets 2 cards fall on the floor and then continues "…myself, and I." He laughs as his eyebrows raise signaling Rachel to look down at the floor.

She expectedly sees 2 Jokers on the floor. She gulps and he licks his lips and says, "Pick a card Miss. Dawes." Rachel' eyes widen and she asks baffled "Why?" The Joker clears his throat and says strongly "Because I said so!" Rachel nods as he asks with a smile on his face "Okay, pumpkin?"

Rachel shrugs her shoulders and whispers softly "Jack." The Jokers eyebrows lift and he lets all his cards fall out his hands while asking angrily "What'd you call me?" Rachel gasps from the horrid expression on her abductors face. She stutters softly "..Ja..Jack…you asked me to. to…pick a card."

The Joker's eyebrows fall back into place as he says quickly "So I did." Rachel watches the Jokers hands tremble as he looks through the deck of cards for two Jacks. Miss. Dawes suddenly becomes very interested in this fact. Why would he be nervous at that word? Unless….

The Joker coming closer towards her suddenly interrupts her thoughts. She gulps nervously and the Joker shuffles the 4 cards in his hands. He bites his lip and says numbly "You draw a….Ja..Jack and I will untie your hands." Rachel's nerves suddenly disappear and a smile covers her face. The Joker sits down on the floor in front of Rachel and says "B-uh-t….if you draw a Joker, pumpkin. You're going to have to deal with one. Got it?"

Rachel's eyes narrow slowly as she asks bravely "What do you mean exactly by…deal?" The Joker doesn't answer her question; instead he picks a card and says, "You know what your darling Harvey taught me? He taught me that all is fair in love and war. So…well, no more talking about the dead…. Their no fun…. go ahead, princess, look at the card and tell me what's fair in your life."

He turns her card over and it is a Joker. Rachel grimaces at the sight of it. She sighs and mutters under her breath "Fantastic, now I've got to look at two of you." The Joker picks her chin up with his gloved fingers and says giddily "Oh, honey, don't fight it. Just let the desire consume you."

Rachel rolls her eyes as the Joker drops his fingers from her chin. The Joker fixes his tie while saying "Don't you worry your pretty little face, honey bunny. I'm not going to carve it. But, you know…." He once again takes her head in his hands and whispers softly "….I really like it when you smile. Now, why don't you show me that smile?"

The Joker lets go of her cheeks and Rachel shakes her head while saying "I will smile when I have something to smile about." The Joker chuckles at this, holds up the Joker card and says "Will you smile for him then?" Rachel shakes her head in response. The Joker bites his lip, looks through his pants pockets, takes out a knife and asks angrily "How 'bout for him?"

Rachel's mouth falls open at this and she forces her lips tight into a frown. The Joker shakes his head and mutters "It's really too bad, you had such nice…" he leans closer and presses the blade to her cheek. His mouth is inches away from hers as he continues his sentence "luscious, round…wet…lips."

Rachel's eyes fall towards his tongue that licks his bottom lip. She had seen him do this before, but this time it was different. She wasn't frightened when he did it, she felt intrigued. Rachel's eyes suddenly close at the thought that the monster in front of her could ever be intriguing.

She opens them again as his hot breath lingers upon her neckline. His mouth along with his breath moves up towards her lips as he speaks "What's the matter beautiful? Afraid to look at my scars?" Rachel's eyebrows suddenly knit together as she states proudly "Actually, no."

The Joker's eyes widen as she continues speaking "It's not the scars, clown. It's the fact that you have a knife at my cheek!" The Joker's eyes narrow towards her and he suddenly throws the knife behind him. He grabs her head and asks hotly in her ear "Really, pumpkin? Then how come you're still nervous? Oh, I get it…it's just my devastatingly good looks that gives you the jitters."

Rachel shakes her head in disbelief. She doesn't know if he is being sarcastic or not, but she replies sharply back "Take off that make-up and then I will tell you if your good looking, Mr. Joker." The Joker quickly gets a harder grip on her head and he is about to say something but an unmasked thug barges in and says nervously "Ugh, Boss. There is a guy on a motorcycle here, who says he has an appointment to see the warehouse."

The Joker let's Rachel's head go, gets up and says, "Well, then we don't want to keep him waiting. Tell him to come in." The Joker picks up his knife as the door opens to reveals a tall brunette man. Rachel gasps quietly as the stranger speaks confidently "Yes. This is perfect." He walks around the room, turns to the Joker and says "Whoa, buddy, aren't you a little late for the circus?"

The Joker laughs his infamous high-pitched laugh, and a few seconds later, he stops, gives the stranger a cold glare and asks angrily "Who the fuck are you?" The stranger frowns and says, "You don't know who I am?" The Joker scratches his head and asks baffled "Do you know who I am?"

The stranger shakes his head, says "No" quickly and then looks around the warehouse while saying "This will be perfect for Wayne Enterprises". The Joker lifts his knife a bit and asks "Ahhhh…so you're Bruce Wayne? Well, you don't look all that good looking…" the Joker kisses his teeth and then continues "Well, Bruce it seems that you're at the wrong place at the wrong time."

Bruce looks over the Joker's shoulder and says with fake passion "I know, I know, I shouldn't of come. It looks like you were going to get frisky with that girl over there." The Joker turns around to look at Rachel who is stunned to silence. Bruce gives the Joker a pat on the back and says "Don't worry, buddy, I'll leave you two alone. I just want to ask one thing…."

The Joker nods impatiently, and gets his knife ready while waiting. Bruce smiles and asks, "How'd you get those scars?" The Joker lifts his knife and says angrily "The same way your going to get them". Bruce's eyes widen and he hits the Joker in the stomach before he even has a chance to swing.

Bruce screams loudly towards Rachel "I'm coming, Rach. I'm here to help you…" The Joker hits Bruce over the head with the back of his knife while saying "Do you really think I'm that stupid, Bruc-eee? You held that party for Dent a while back, and that's when I meet Miss. Dawes over there. Beautiful isn't she?"

Bruce holds his head tightly from the pain and the Joker screams "Clowns! Come get this change purse. He's awful heavy, a couple of zeros are at the end of him." Two masked thugs walk in just as the Joker hits Bruce over the head with the back of his knife once again. Bruce collapses unconscious on the floor and Rachel screams out "Bruce! Are you okay?"

The clowns carry Bruce's body out of the room while the Joker walks towards Rachel and says, "Well, well, I guess Batman is too busy tonight to come rescue you. So he sent your pathetic Billionaire friend Bruce Wayne." Rapidly, a thug bursts into the room and yells "Boss! He got away! I swear, that man has some super natural fight in 'em. When we closed the door, he got away from us so quick I thought all life ended on earth……"

The Joker grunts his teeth, takes his knife out and says quickly "Well, all life didn't end on earth, but yours sure did." The Joker once again takes his knife and throws it into the thug. Rachel scowls at the sight and finally explodes "Hey! He didn't deserve that! Yes, he is scum, like you, but you shouldn't take away someone's life for something as stupid as letting a prisoner go! Besides you don't even know if it's his fault! He didn't deserve that!"

The Joker laughs at this and says softly "Once a lawyer, always a lawyer." The Joker picks Rachel up again and slams her against the wall. His hands are wrapped around her body so that they grab her own. His mouth is just centimeters away from hers as he speaks huskily "Now, tell me, Miss. Dawes. What do I deserve?"

Rachel gulps and asks nervously "What…what do you mean?" The Joker smirks and Rachel shivers from the look in his eye. His tongue crosses his lip again and it hits Rachel's own lip scarcely. The Joker pops his lip and says roughly "Well, since I'm scum, don't I deserve to be punished?"

Rachel catches her breath in her throat. She knows exactly what the Joker's sick mind is referring to but she shakes her head in response and whispers softly "The law clearly states…." The Joker laughs at this, and when he stops he places his lips to the crook of her neck while saying "Well, you're a lawyer…why don't you just go ahead and…punish me."

Something about how he said that made Rachel's stomach flip. She gulps as the Joker suddenly moves one of his hands slowly up her back. She violently shakes her head and whispers "No." The Joker grazes the bottom of her ear lobe with his lips and whispers heatedly "Yes."

Rachel's eyes close at the feeling that the Joker is giving her. It is a feeling of disgust and revulsion and a sensation that feels so…good. Rachel shakes the thought away and whispers more confidently "Untie my hands, Joker." The Joker laughs at her statement and answers with "So, I'm not scum anymore?" His other hand slowly grabs the back of her thigh as he continues "Too bad, princess. I was really getting used to the name."

Rachel gasps as the Joker grabs her thigh and squeezes it tightly. She grits her teeth and says bravely "Let me go! You…you…monster!" The Joker shakes his head and pulls his hand up her thigh, and she softly gasps at his touch. He chuckles and states "My, my, Miss. Dawes. You've grown tense, maybe I should, ugh, help you out a little bit."

His hands roam up her back once again and his lips fall closer to her own. She shakes her head slowly, and tears form in her eyes. The Joker chuckles and mutters "Oh don't leak, beautiful." Rachel sighs and whispers, "I am not going to cry if you stop molesting me!"

The Joker brings his lips closer to hers and his hands travel back down to her back to hold her own. He bites his lip and mutters sweetly "Oh, but honey. I thought you were smarter than that. I can't molest you, if…. you…." He slides his hand down her behind to her thigh while continuing, "…are enjoying it." He giggles softly and brings his lips back to hers while he continues rubbing the inside of her thigh.

She closes her eyes tightly and screams feeling completely over powered "Just do it already! I've had enough! Just fuck me if you have to, but please let me go! Just…do it!" The Joker chuckles at this and says seductively "Ahh…. I like a girl that begs." The Joker smiles and leans in to close the gap between their lips when another thug bursts in.

"It's the cops…it's the…" the thug suddenly realizes that this was not the best time for him to interrupt. He blushes and continues anyway "Boss, its…the Commissioner…" The Joker shouts at the thug while still looking at Rachel "I know, fool! I heard you the first time! I'm not that old yet for you to be repeating things…." He stops just as an idea pops into his head.

Authors Note:

I hope you liked this one!

Btw, most of you are probably wondering why Bruce gave up that easily, but in the next chapter that will be explained! :D

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