A/N: Spoiler of Batman Begins, not that big though.

Disclaimer: Don't own anything.

Crows Out Of The Bag

"You're telling me, that Crane was not captured when I left him tied up on the parking garage." I said using my Batman voice.

Gordon nodded his head. "Exactly, when we arrived to take in the mob for custody, we were short one ex-doctor."

Harvey looked over to Gordon. "Jonathan Crane was a doctor?"

Gordon responded with, "not just any doctor, Harvey. A psychiatrist, he specializes in illegal toxin chemicals. Making the worst fears of ours come to life."

Harvey placed his hands on his waist. "Well, we can't worry about him right now. What's important is that we need Lau back. We need to know those entire mob members name, Gordon."

"If I get him to you, can you get him to talk?"

"I'll get him to sing."

"We're going after the mob's life savings, things will get ugly." Huffed out Gordon.

"I knew the risk when I took this job Lieutenant," Harvey turned his head around, "How are we gonna back me-"

Harvey stopped mid sentence, only to realize that I wasn't there anymore, and turned to Gordon.

Gordon shrugged his shoulders. "He does that."

I was standing on top of a rooftop looking over the city, after I made my escape from the little conversation Gordon, and Harvey were having.

Crane was not turned into the authorities a couple nights ago. That could only mean that he's hiding somewhere, probably making a new toxin. I can't let him be wondering around Gotham. He's a danger to the city, and he's a danger to himself. But I can't busy myself with him right now. I need to catch Lau, then after all is settled, I will go search out Crane. I just hope it's not too late by then.

I rocked back and forward in my small bed. Sweat was shown on my face; I didn't even care about wiping my face off. All I could do was stay up because if I go back to sleep, I'll most likely have another nightmare.

BOOM BOOM BOOM

I looked up startled by the pounding on my door. Many thoughts ran past my head. Who could that be? I-Is it the Batman?

I moved out of the bed, and brushed my hair back with one hand. I looked for my fear toxin, and placed it on my hand. Now whoever it was I would be ready for them.

I placed my hand, on the doorknob, and slowly turned it. My eyes widened a little at seeing who was on the other side of the door.

The Joker was leaning on the wall, holding what seemed to be a video camera.

He turned around, and placed his camera down. "Well, good evening Scardy Crow."

I frowned at him, "its night time. Also what are you doing here?"

He pushed past me, and made his way inside, without my permission.

The Joker pulled out a chair from the small table I was sitting at, and took the liberty to sit on it, all the while placing his legs on the table.

"I asked you, what are you doing h-"

"Let's make a deal," said the Joker as he cut me off.

I frowned at him, and moved to retrieve my glasses from the table. "What are you talking about?"

He licked his lips, and turned his head a little to the right, "like I just said, let's make a deal. But not any normal deal. No, no. I was, uh, thinking about how much ya want to know who Batsy is. So, I decided, why not make a deal with the good doctor himself."

I snorted, "what? You want me to become your psychiatrist."

He shook his head no, "actually, what I want is very simple. I give you the true identity of the Batman," I cringed as he said that name, "in exchange; you make me a little, uh, toxin, but not just any toxin. I want a toxin that can make my, uh, victims," placing emphasis on 'victims' with a hand wave, "laugh to death," hissing out the last part of the word longer than it has to be.

I narrowed my eyes at him. "You want me to make a laughing gas?"

He hit the table with his palms as he got up, dropping my chair to the floor in the process.

"Exactly! You see doc, this town is just a little to, uh, serious," licking his lips, and waving his hands around, "they need to lighten up."

Lighten up…

"You look like a man who takes himself too seriously. Do you want my opinion? You need to lighten up."

I came out of my little flashback, only to feel myself start shaking again. At that moment, I didn't care if I was making a deal with the devil himself, I needed to get the Joker out of here. And fast.

"Fi-fine. I'll do it, now please get out."

He tilted his head a little. "Aw, why the rush? Do yo-"

"I said NOW!" I pointed my right arm up to his face, ready to spray my toxin at him. I was heavily panting now, and I felt some adrenaline rush going through my body.

He frowned, and sucked on his scars. "Be careful where you point that thing, doc. Or you might just be gettin a taste of your own medicine."

My eyes widened, and I could feel myself panting heavily now.

Taste of your own medicine…

I frowned, and I was ready to use my toxin, only to realize that the Joker was gone.

I looked around panicked, and realized that he was truly gone. I slumped down to the floor, holding my head tightly. I felt as if I was going insane, more so than I already am. Everywhere, I see him, everywhere. His presence won't leave me alone. But the worst thing is, is that I don't have Scarecrow to talk to.

I was all alone.

A/N: Pretty short chapter, but I just needed to get this little piece out. You'll see why. Unless you already know…

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