I want to start off saying that this is the last chapter. I said that they'll be chapters posted all week, but I realized that there's only one more. Sort of disappointed from the lack of reviews on the last chapter, but it's ok as long as you read it and liked it. I know people have lives and don't have time to write a review, I know because I've been there myself… Anyways, it's been fun writing this story, including Love is a Strange Thing, and I appreciate all the reviews, alerts, and fav's that I received. I thank you and hopefully I can finish my other three stories. Well, enjoy!

Two Months Later

Kayla sighed as she walked beside the guard towards the Joker's cell. They caught him… again. The question was for how long would they keep him locked up for before escaping… again? Batman took him by surprise and caught him before he could blow up Wayne Enterprise. Though he didn't know it, it was a silly act to bomb a place where the real Batman worked when he's not chasing criminals. She might have guessed that he wanted Gotham's richest man attention, more than what he already had. Maybe he wanted it to be more personal.

"Joker," barked the guard, once they were standing in front of his dark cell. "Someone's here to see you. Don't take too long with this freak, Ms. Evans. He's not worth it."

Kayla glared at him. "I'll be the judge of that, Mr… Wood," she said, looking at his name tag.

The guard just grunted under his breath and went back to his post.

Kayla turned her attention back to the Joker, who was just staring at the opposite wall, looking blankly at it. She sighed again, leaning towards the cell. She wondered how long he'll be here until they transfer him back to Arkham.

The Joker beat her before she could speak. "Do you like my current home? It's other than the bugs and the toilet," he said, pointing at the corner. "You shouldn't be here, Kitty."

"Ben's back," she whispered. She noticed his head turning slightly, but he said nothing. "Would you like to see him?"

The Joker hesitated, but walked to her. The light suddenly hit his face. Again, he looked unhealthy. Her eyes moved down his exposed chest, noticing a pink scar. Her heart jumped seeing the shape of the scar. Before she could stare more at it, the Joker covered his chest.

"Do you have a picture or something?" he demanded. Kayla shook her head and quickly dug into her wallet and took out a photo. The Joker grabbed the photograph and studied it. It was a family photo with Kayla in the middle, Benjamin in her arms, and the twins, Taylor and Iris by their mother's side. They were all laughing in the shot, something that warmed his heart.

"He has my mother's hair," he murmured.

Kayla smiled. "So that's why he turned out to be blonde." The Joker said nothing, still entranced with the picture. "What should I do now that you're in here, Jack?"

He only shrugged and suddenly smiled. "You can do what ever your heart pleased you to do, my dear," he said sarcastically, handing her back the photograph.

Before he goes back to his bunk, Kayla grabbed him by the hand. "I-I love you no matter what, Jack." She gently pulled him back towards her, cupping his face and leaned in to kiss him through the bars. She gasped when the Joker grasped her hips tightly, kissing her back. Her hand moved towards his chest, tracing the scar she had seen early. She broke the kiss in surprise to see the scarred K. Kayla looked at the necklace he had given her.

"Every scar represents an... epiphany that happens in my life," he simply said.

"I won't make the same mistake twice, Jack. I'll wait for you this time." He stayed quiet. "Don't get yourself killed. If you do, somehow, I'll bring you back and kill you myself," she said with a teasing smile. She opened his hand and placed the photo in between. "Keep it. I got extra."

Her warmth left him as he watched her leave.

Kayla panted as she sprinted up the building. She was risking herself, but she had to do it. Her beautiful children would be forever safe if something happened to her, but her heart told her not to let the Joker from getting killed. She could hear shouts, screams, and shots throughout her surroundings, but she didn't care. She needed to reach the Joker.

Kayla burst into one of the rooms, where a shocked and confused Joker. He grabbed her and slammed the door behind her.

"What are you doing here?" he hissed.

"T-The place is surrounded. I-I refuse to let them kill you," she sobbed.

"You're an idiot, Kayla," he said, kissing her roughly. She felt him taking all her breath from just one kiss. "Look," he said, letting her look outside the window. "You and I are both going to be killed if you don't leave or you'll go to jail for helping me."

"I-I can't leave you, Jack. W-We can move together with our children," she said desperately.

"They'll search until the edges of the map to find me," he said, turning away.

"But, I'll be at your side, Jack, and that's all that matters."

Suddenly, a harsh pain hit Kayla's back, making her sink to the ground. She remembered it from a dream she had months back, except this was more real and more painful. The Joker jumped when the shot was fired and to his horror, he saw Kayla collapsing to the ground. His gun pointed to the man he first saw holding the smoking pistol and pulled the trigger without a secong thought.

The Joker sank onto his knees next to Kayla, seeing the blood running underneath her. He saw a glossy look in her eyes as her breathing got weaker, a look he was familiar with.

"K-Kitty...?"

"Jack, I don't think I'm going to last long."

"Yes, you are," he growled. "Just keep your eyes open. Y-You can't leave me. Think of the kids. I-I love you."

Kayla smiled. "I know, Jack. And I love you, too, but I will see you in the world beyond this one."

"No, I'm not going there."

"Yes, you are. God forgives us all. It's not your fault you're like this," she whispered.

"Then, why did he not let us be together. I-I... don't want to live without you."

"We're crossed stars," she laughed weakly. "Am I Romeo and you're my Juliet?"

"This isn't the time to joke, Kayla," he growled. He could see blood coming out of her mouth.

"I love you, Jack. My love," she muttered.

The Joker shook his head in disbelief as Kayla closed her eyes and took her last breath. "N-No! No! NO! Kayla! NO! I-I... This is all my fault. I should have never let it go this far. Why did I love you? Why did you love me? Why does this pain exist?"

The Joker thought quickly as his mind raced. He never thought his demise would be in his hands. He sniffed, now realizing that he was crying, as he gave one last kiss to Kayla.

"We'll be together just like you said, Kayla. The kids will be better off with that billionaire anyways."

He picked up his gun and traced it with his fingers. Flashbacks of his mom loving him, his father hating him, his wife cheating on him, Kayla crying for him, Kayla fucking him, his kids playing with him, Kayla dying for him.

"Romeo and Juliet, Kitty."

In a flash, the sound of a gun shot filled the air as the bullet went through the Joker's head. The police along with Gordon burst in the room as the Joker collapsed beside Kayla's body. Both bloddied and dead. Both loved and dead.

I know the ending was corny, but I wanted to show how Kayla was important to the Joker, even if he didn't want to admit it before. I didn't want a happy ending because not every story has a happy ending. I'm sorry to have disappointed some of you with that. I'm wondering if you guys want an epilogue and if you do, maybe send in ideas, though I already have one in mind. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed my story.