I did correct the rest of the chapters, but due to a sever concussion I'm not certain how good I did. I tried my best, try to be kind.

BRUCE POV

Dick's voice is in my ear explaining that he is on his way here right now. That is all well and good, but he needs to get here a bit faster. The Joker is long gone, but he has left an army of dangerous Blackgate prisoners streaming out of the giant hole the Joker left behind in the prison wall. The guards in the prison have managed to get the remaining cells shut off from the rest of the prison, but it has left about 200 prisoners running in all directions for me and the police of Gotham city to contend with.

I am vaguely aware of Dick arriving and joining in the fight to the right of me, his cars engine receding into the background as the remote control inside of it automatically returned to the cave. I hate nights like this, half of them are still going to get away and it is going to set us all up for a pretty bad month of getting most of them back into the prison.

The fight is starting to look more in our favor when I hear two sounds that unnerve me at once. The first is the sound of a batmobile coming towards us, nothing should be near here, and the only people that could be in that car are under my strict instruction to stay far away from this place tonight. The other noise was far worse than the first, the Joker's laughter.

I take a second to look and see the Tim and Jackie are in fact here against my wishes, and then to my right the Joker is running out shooting inmates without a second glance. I immediately move towards him, "Dick, Tim and Jackie. Now." I hear his muffled "uh-huh" right before moving my attention back to the clown giggling in the yard. If he sees Jackie she will be his next target. He has always made it a custom to initiate new Bats in his own sick way. She isn't ready for someone like him, even more so than any of her predecessors.

I catch the Joker off guard and knock the gun out of his hands. He falls to the ground and looks up at me, "Oooh Bats! So glad you could join in the fun!" He jumps to his feet and plays his regular game of evading my punches and cracking jokes. I manage to slow him down quite a bit with a few well-aimed batarangs before he notices Jackie off to the west beating up inmates and helping the police to get them to a safe area. "Oh, a new Batgirl. You just can't help but expand the family, now can you, Bats!" He skips off and I chase after him, but he is on her before I can stop him,

Jackie just barely was able to evade his attack, side stepping him just in time to avoid him tackling her to the ground. While he regained himself she took her chance to get behind him where he wouldn't notice her as quickly. This was smart on her part; she is very sneaky, much quieter than she is strong, and very cunning. As soon as the Joker stood up she hit four pressure points in his back that made his right arm completely numb. Then another three spots on his left shoulder blade that would substantially weaken his left leg, he stumbled forward just as I reached them and I grab him by the orange collar on his prison jumpsuit. "Batgirl, out of here! Now!" She ran off to help Tim somewhere out of my line of sight.

The Joker looked up at me with the same leering expression as always, "Take me away, Bats. You know you want to, cuff me, book me. I'll just break out again, and this will happen all over again." I grab him by the nape of his neck and cuff him and just as I turn to take him to the nearest patrol car a sharp crack resounded in my head and my eyes go black. The next I awake I am in the batcave and Alfred is discussing the ins and outs of concussions somewhere in the room.

JACKIE POV

The night went well all things considered. Bruce got hit in the head pretty hard, but it was towards the end of the night. Tim took Bruce back to the cave after Ace smashed him in the head and whisked away the Joker. I tried to stop them but thought better of it, remembering Bruce's warnings about always having a partner around the Joker. I suppose that is what got him in trouble tonight.

I am having a hard time getting the Joker out of my mind, so unlike my father. I find it hard to believe that they are the same person. And fighting him was far easier than I anticipated it to be. It was like fighting any other bad guy.

On top of confusion about my Dad and the Joker, I have a lot of confusion about Tim. I'll need to talk to him about what he feels towards me because tonight he treated me like part of the family and looked at me in a way that… well a way he has never looked at me before. It looked something like a crush, but that doesn't make sense and I dismiss it before my thought can continue, I'm supposed to be a detective and I'm daydreaming about schoolyard crushes.

I look over to Tim who is in the training room on the other side of the cave practicing his sparring, I watch him move, hawk-like in his precision for a while longer before going in to join him. As he goes to land another blow on the mannequin in the room I jump in his way and block the punch. He grins under his mask and I grin back from my cowl.

His punches were hard to keep track of, he was fast and smooth in his motions and almost impossible to guess his moves. Most of my fighting skills lie in the element of surprise and incapacitating my foes as quickly as possible with well placed hits and jabs designed to deem them immobile or numb. It was much harder to do to Tim than to the prisoners from earlier in the night, but I managed to get his right arm to hang limply at his side giving me a slight advantage in fighting although he was still a fierce opponent with his handicap.

Finally after several intense minutes of sparring together we drew away from one another with unspoken consent and I gave him use of his arm back again. Bruce did not normally teach the techniques I knew to the boys because of their strength, but he knew what I lacked in size and strength I make up for in stealth, cunning, and speed. Tim looked up at me with gratitude and he wiggled his fingers and flexed his arm again. "You did good tonight."

I find myself blushing at the compliment despite my best efforts, "You too, thanks for going with me, even though Bruce is going to flip when he comes to."

"Yeah, not a problem. They're always trying to keep me cooped up here." I smile at him and he smiles back. I think a friendship may have just been born.

JOKER POV

"Ace! Get my arm working now!" My arm is still numb since Batgirl decided that she wanted to play. Next time I see her I need to remember to hit her as hard as possible just for some payback. It tends to be quite inconvenient not being able to use your arm.
Ace pokes my shoulder again in a few seemingly random spots and my fingers instantly start to tingle.
"About damn time!" I shove him away roughly and move over to the window. Outside. It seems eerily peaceful. I'm sure bats is out there making it a perfect world. I didn't realize I hated him this much since he took my baby. I'm going to make that bastard wish he never saw her. Gotham is going to burn.