Author's Note: Ok…where do I POSSIBLY start? Oh yeah…! I hope that covers it for waiting so freaking long to update! School and the wedding didn't leave me with any creative juices, but now I'm back! Alright everyone this is the final chapter in my story, sadly…but I may come out with another one soon. Again I hope Joker and Rachel are in character, don't be afraid to review or criticize. In fact…please do! Thanks again to all those who read and reviewed my fic.

Disclaimer: ahhh don't own Batman or anything associated with- look do I really have to go through this again?

She fought as hard as she could. Her shoulders tensed up, eyes wide in shock and disgust. Every fiber of her being wanted him off. She yanked on her hands so hard, Rachel could feel the straw-like rope finally pierce her skin. Warm blood lightly trickled out of her small abrasions. The hand that painfully held her head to his once again tangled in her hair. The blade was pressed flatly against her jawbone, but not quite slicing the soft skin.

Rachel's insides churned and squirmed. This is wrong. What the fuck is he doing?

She was outraged and overwhelmed with revulsion when she felt the Joker begin to lightly stroke her unwilling lips with his tongue. She pressed her lips harder. The Joker chuckled against her mouth, not moving away. She screamed when his tongue was pushed forcefully in her mouth. Rachel could feel the bastard smiling.

She bit down hard. That only earned a tighter grip on her hair and a high-pitched giggle from the Joker. He continued to ravage her lips, tongue exploring her cavernous mouth. She nearly gagged on the taste of melted copper.

Suddenly he released her, cackling like a rabid hyena. Rachel struggled to catch her breath, her forehead and neck glistened with sweat. She glared up at him, his maniacal form twitching in glee.

The Joker once again sat down on her lap, the tingling feeling caused by his weight began to return to her legs.

"Not bad beautiful, but I do believe your blood tastes sweeter." The Joker taunted her, his hand languidly twisting through her hair.

Rachel jerked her head away from his hand, her turquiose eyes filled with rage, red lipstick smeared across her mouth. Enough's enough!

"You said that you were going to let Batman choose if I was going to live or not. How will he be able to if they don't even know where I am?" She asked through gritted teeth, her stomach still churning from the unwilling kiss.

Maybe…if I can JUST figure out his plan…I'll be able to warn somebody. As soon as this bastard leaves me alone I can try to get to that phone. It's a weak plan, but it sure as hell beats sitting here and waiting for death.

Joker seemed to sense her thoughts, staring at her with a bemused smirk. Suddenly he tossed back his head and let out a horrendous laugh.

"Well you see my dear Rachel, the police and the Bat…aren't the only ones who can…set a trap…" with a click of his tongue he quickly sat down in front of the captured woman. Legs folded Indian style as though he were a small child about to show and tell. Eyes flashing excitedly.

"Ya see beautiful…all you really need is…bait…and just like a mouse in the maze, the Bat will find you. That is…if he chooses to save you." The Joker said rather dangerously, one eyebrow cocked higher than the other.

At that Rachel regarded him with hesitance and suspicion.

Why did he put so much emphasis on that last line…? Unless….!

"There is someone else isn't there? Someone else tied up just like me, trapped in your sick , twisted game!" Rachel said boldly.

From the floor, the Joker grinned up at her and began to clap slowly, his actions dripping with scorn.

"Beauty and brains…I'm beginning to see why the Bat can't…stay away…gotta say that's not good news for your…uh… squeeze." He giggled in that terrifying high pitched tone.

As though there was a vacuum that sucked out all of Rachel's bravery and determination, her reality came crashing down in one swift blow.

Not Harvey…PLEASE…don't let it be Harvey!

"Oh dear me, it seems I've left out the best part!" The Joker said, clapping his hands excitedly and nimbly jumping up to his feet.

Rachel glared up at him, all of the hatred she could muster was directed at the gruesome man standing before her.

"Tonight…the Bat will have to choose between…Rachel Dawes…and Harvey Harvey Dent. Unfortunatley…only one will be saved." The Joker said triumphantly, his arms outstretched to his sides, as thought he were some kind of deformed wrestling match announcer. He laughed that hideous laugh, limbs and head bobbing maniacally.

Rachel felt her heart sink, and tears brimmed her eyes. She looked down, unable to gaze at this insane, terrible man any longer. That damn cackle, ringing in her ears.

"Awwww, don't cry beautiful…" The Joker said mockingly, bending down next to her chair. His purple gloved hand carefully, wiped away the tears that had begun to slide down her cheeks. Rachel jerked away, refusing to even turn towards him.

The Joker giggled and straightened up, once again playing with that horrible blade of his.

"I suppose you really have nothing to worry about…You and I both know he's going to choose you."

Rachel opened her eyes and raised her head slightly, still turned away from the Joker.

"No he won't…he knows what is best for Gotham," she said quietly.

The Joker cocked an eyebrow at her and chuckled darkly.

"Now, now…just who are you trying to convince?" He looked at her knowingly.

Rachel bit her lip, trying to hold back tears.

"I just…don't want to die!" She yelled, finally giving in to the fear and the guilt. In her desperation, Rachel began to struggle once again to break her bonds. The wounds on her hand reopened and blood once again stained her hands. The Joker watched the woman with sick fascination.

After a few moments of hysteria, Rachel finally gave up. She sat back, her shoulders slumped and her hair covering her distressed face like a curtain.

The Joker sighed and walked over to her, tilting her tear streaked face up to meet his.

"I know you don't beautiful…and you're not going to…well not tonight anyway. But when Batman makes his choice…Harvey will die…and his blood will be on your hands."

Rachel shook her head quickly, not wanting to believe it herself.

The Joker chuckled quietly, and drew his face closer to hers. "Oh yes. All of those years batting those pretty eyes and swaying those hips…all along you were playing a game…just like me. And now, because of you, Gotham will lose its last ray of light. I do hope you can live with that…"

With that the Joker leaned in and once again crashed her lips to his. That familiar invading tongue stroked aggresively. Rachel was so defeated, she didn't even bother to struggle this time. Just prayed that it would all be over soon and that maybe…just maybe…Batman would make the right decision.

The Joker quickly stood up and glanced at his wrist as though there was an invisible watch.

"Oh dear, look at the time. I must go fetch ol Harvey now… Goodbye beautiful…it's been fun!"

With that he slithered back into the shadows silently, leaving Rachel alone in that dismal place.

After he was gone, Rachel lifted her head. Everything had been slowly building up. The anguish, the fear, the guilt, the betrayal, all of it. She did the only thing she could possibly do at that time.

She screamed.

Loudly and angrily, she screamed. It echoed all around her.

It was almost like she couldn't stop herself she just kept screaming. Not for help. She knew she was surrounded by no one who would help her.

Eventually, she just began screaming his name. Over and over again as though that could have saved him.

Outside, loading up into the truck with a bunch of henchmen, the Joker heard her final scream.

HAAAARVEEEEEEEYY!

A terrible painted smile was his only reaction.

Author's Note: Whew! FINALLY! I really hate that it took me so long to finish this thing but BOY am I glad to :D I really hope the wait was worth it. Once again I really tried to keep them in character from the movie. If you are confused by the whole scenario let me explain:

Yes we all know that Joker switches the addresses of Harvey and Rachel so when Batman ends up picking Rachel he in fact saves Harvey. Now I want you to go to that scene in the movie RIGHT when Rachel realizes that Batman is saving Harvey. She looks….surprised? Yeah she totally does! She KNEW batman was going to pick her no matter what and in turn it makes her a little selfish. But at the same time, it's the basic human will to live taking over which is what I was trying to portray here. Now as for the Joker lying and feeding her all that information? Well yeah…he's sadistic! There's no WAY he'd just let her sit in that room twiddling her thumbs waiting for bruce to save her. Like any sadist he wanted to make her suffer in her last hours, by making it her fault and even that final blow when she realizes that she is going to die. So there! Please review and I really hope you guys enjoyed it! Look for updates for my other stories J