Chapter 12
Jokers POV
She jerks back suddenly and it's like a bucket of cold water has been dumped on me. She's confused and grieving. I know she kissed me but I should have stopped it. I need to be more careful anyways. This makeup could come off, its strong stuff but it not permanent. I start to untangle myself from her.
She pulls out of her daze. She looks confused but holds me tighter. "I'm sorry, I just had Deja Vu or something. It felt familiar but all I could see was white and green." She goes to kiss me once more and I pull back.
She's starting to remember. At least a bit and that unsettles me. Part of me is beyond happy she remembers me, but part of me is sad that I will be losing this with her. I feel uncomfortable when I think about how she might handle me tricking her.
"I can't. You are mourning. It isn't right." I tell her.
"It's not like we haven't done it before." Oh how entirely wrong she is. I really set myself up for that when I teased her and alluded to previous relations…
"Still, you aren't even healed. You are physically broken even." She pouts. Really pouts and I can't help but see how adorable it is. There is no way we can though, as soon as I take my shirt off she'd see I was a fraud.
Her pout becomes more sad and tears well in her eyes. "I just want to feel good. You make me feel good, just being close to you and I can't imagine how good I'd feel being...even closer to you" She blushes just alluding to sex.
"Persephone, were you a virgin from what you remember?" I ask curious to know. By her blush, she confirmed it. Then her eyes go big as saucers suddenly.
"I...I...let you call me Persephone?" She stammers.
"Well yeah, it's your name." I know she prefers Seph but Persephone is so fitting for her. You know how you meet people and think hey he looks like a George or her an Amber? Well, she just looked like a Persephone. Elegant, beautiful, innocent.
"I didn't know. I never let anyone call me that. Not even my brother." She gets quiet and I feel she's not telling me something.
There is a knock on the door. "What is it?" I ask annoyed.
"Boss, we got a problem." Johnny says from the other side of the door. I roll my eyes.
"I'll be there in a bit." I reply not so kindly and start to get up. I don't want to leave. I wanna stay in bed with her all day even if it meant we couldn't have sex. I just want to be near her. She silences the voices.
"I gotta take care of some work. Mine and my...helper...Johnny's number is in your phone. Text or call us. I'll be downstairs busy in my office unless I have to head out but I'll text and let you know if I do." She nods and the sad, almost scared look on her face almost forces me to stay.
"Anyways, you are supposed to rest so if you get hungry, let us know. One of us will bring food up. There is a tablet with games and such in the night stand. Crutches are propped up next to it and here is the remote for the TV. Please let us know if you need help or anything. I'll help you shower later tonight...you are starting to smell" I smile as I add the last part and she throws a pillow at me while laughing. I feel much better leaving with her smiling and laughing, having erased that sad look off her face.
Her laughter rings in my head as I head downstairs. Johnny meets me at the bottom of the steps. "Hey boss, I didn't want to interrupt but we have an issue." we head to the office together.
"What is going on?"
"Quite a bit unfortunately. Business or the girl first?" He asks. I want to know about her first but I play it off.
"Business." I say curtly and hope that it's quick.
"Penguin had some of his men rob a big shipment of our weapons. So now the new recruits aren't armed and we are out a good chunk of change." My blood boils. Of course penguin. He always sends others to do the dirty work. This gives me a reason to tear him apart though without drawing suspicion to the real reason why. He was the cause of nearly killing Persephone.
"I want updates on his locations and when it changes. We will watch and plan an attack based off that but plan for the iceberg lounge. That's the old bird's typical spot. Now what's this about the girl?" I ask. Finally not able to wait any longer.
"Officer Grayson from the GCPD was the officer on the scene when her accident occurred. He's been asking a lot of questions. Wondering where specifically she is at. Why she mentioned several things about her, such as brother, age, blood type, etc but not a boyfriend." Johnny pauses for my response.
"Hmm, that could be an issue. As for now we will lay low. Grayson isn't one that can be bought off and he won't forget." I ponder how to handle that when Johnny interrupts my thoughts.
"Boss, there is another thing. Her medical records from Seattle are gone. Not even an childhood vaccination record to be found. So I did some digging." I'm intrigued and he pulls out a couple manila folders.
"I think her lack of records means someone has them. Someone powerful. Especially when I saw this from the most recent hospital visit." He opened both folders. "I had to threaten a couple people but these are the only copies and their loved ones will die if this information gets out."
I pulled out matching x-rays of her legs from each folder and held it up to the light to see better. The first one is a nasty break, the bones coming away from each other and splintered. The second one, barely a hairline fracture. "These were taken only two days apart?" I say with surprise.
"Yeah, I thought that was interesting. Then there are these." He pulls out more images. Her incision sites, her rib fractures, her brain imaging. All were doing weeks of healing in only a couple days. "For someone who has an abusive father, I wonder if she has any scars if she heals like this."
I try and remember but I have never seen any scars on her but abuse doesn't always leave a scar. Still, it's strange."It is definitely strange. I am going to help her shower later and I will see then." Johnny looks surprised for a second but quickly controls his features. Johnny has always been good staying in control so I know I have rattled him a bit, hell I have been rattling myself lately.
"Her brother died recently but I would be curious to know if he has the same….affliction." Johnny is carefully wording himself.
"Go ahead and get his autopsy record and see what you can get on his medical records including his psychiatric ones." I instruct him. I'm curious as well.