Adelina's POV

I felt light and floaty. Everything around me was in slow motion. I would get moments where the pain would be almost too much but I just remember that I have felt worse. I knew I was not able to process what happened with the Joker at home so my mind simply filed it away to address later. Right now, I was just focusing on the here and now. I couldn't even really walk but Mr. J did great disguising it. He had his arm around my waist completely supporting me. My feet touched the ground but the supported no weight.

It made me start thinking about his strong arms and all the things he could do to me. My face blushed. He looked at me confused and I just shook my head unable to make contact. Dread filled my stomach as we approached the building and I had to keep reminding myself that I was safe, that the Joker wasn't going to let anything bad happen to me. A thought that had me mentally laughing.

We entered and Don Falcone was standing immediately, Mario stayed seated next to him looking bored. Guns were pointing at us. Mr. J just laughed. "You honestly wouldn't think I would come prepared to?" he whistled and costumed men came in from all over the place and pointed guns at Falcone's men.

"You know Joker, I figured you were the only one crazy enough to take what belonged to me. That's why I called in a favor that will be here shortly. Until then, let's talk" Falcone said. I noticed my parents were seated at his table. My mom spoke to me,

"Sweetie, you are being ridiculous. You have been raised to be Mario's wife. Not some toy of a freak clown" Her voice got high and screechy at the end. Mr. J squeezed me and looked at me as if for permission. I gave him a curt nod and he shot her in the shoulder. My father then started screaming/

"Adelina Maria Miliano! I will personally break every little bone in your fragile little body and I will enjoy every moment of it." His fat face growing red. Mr. J had moved us closer to the table and sat me in a chair at the end. He had gone deadly. He laughed menacingly as he moved closer to my father. Johnny appeared next to me, gun at the ready. I caught Mario looking at me hungrily and it made me very uneasy.

"HA HA HA! Me and you are going to have some fun, after all, you are now my father in law now!" Mr. J slammed a knife into my father's hand. "No one and I mean no one threatens my wife." He stabbed a few more times and my father's screams filled the warehouse. He pulled the knife out finally and wiped it off on my father. "You are going to want ice for that."
"So you have taken what is mine and claimed it for your own Joker. We can fix this. Just give her back and sign the proper paperwork. Why would you want another toy? Especially since the last one didn't go so well." Falcone teased. He must be talking about Harley Quinn, a topic I have avoided around Mr. J. Falcone wasn't nearly as smart.

I could see the anger in Mr. J's eyes. Tonight was going to be ugly and bloody. "Mr. Falcone, why is this girl so particularly important to you?"

Falcone was quick to answer. Almost too quick. "I have invested a lot of money for her to be the perfect wife for Mario. It is time to collect on my investment. She is highly skilled and her looks don't compare."

"Yet it was okay to beat her to a pulp?" Mr. J asked, anger not even disguised in his voice.

"Oh Puddin', you of all people shouldn't have objections to a little pain, especially if it is to get one to submit. I remember all the delicious pain you caused me." Harley Quinn had just entered the warehouse. She was in a gold and black sparkly dress and looked gorgeous. She was carrying a baseball bat with all kinds of writing.

"So this must be the little favor you called in?" Joker said to Falcone. I couldn't read his emotion and it made me nervous.

"Yes, you see, Harley has decided to help me with a deal. You give me the girl, I give you a million dollars and Harley has agreed to go with you. You get the girl you have been looking for for over a year and become richer. I heard your club burned down recently, wouldn't this money help?" Falcone bargained and I was hurt to see Joker thinking about it. Worse, he lowered his weapon and gave me a sad look. Johnny stepped away from me.

I was being abandoned. I needed a plan. Think, think, think. I was taking my shoes off and trying to make as little movement as possible. Harley is known for jealousy. Play on it. I spoke up finally, "Okay fine, how should we handle the divorce?" I ask Falcone, not even able to look at Mr. J, I was disgusted with him.

"What? What divorce? Puddin', you actually married her?" She started screaming the last part. Everyone started to try and calm her down but she locked eyes with me and I smirked. That set her off and she charged at me with her bat in her hand. I threw my knife and it got her in the center of her chest and then I ran. Instantly all the fogginess was out of my brain, my senses were heightened, and I felt stronger.

I heard Falcone yell "Get her!" from behind me and shooting started all over the place. I had turned a corner and was out of sight from the battle. An exit door yards away, when someone grabbed my waist and slammed me down. I felt my hip fracturing even more. I got a punch to the face from my attacker. I looked and saw it to be Mario.

"You are mine, you little bitch." He grabbed me by the neck and drag me down rows of barrels. I was confused. Wouldn't he take me back to the others? They were the other way. No one could even see us here. Wait. No one could see us. My blood ran cold and he laughed at my attempt to break free.

"I love how you dressed up for me." He licked my face and I started to see spots from lack of oxygen. His hand was so tight around my throat. "I have been waiting to have you for years. I forgot how good you tasted." He said.

"You also forgot, I am one hell of a fighter." I kneed him in the balls and started throwing punches. He could catch me again if I try to run, I have to incapacitate him. I noticed a crowbar and dove for it, landing on my stomach. He beat me to it and started wailing on me. My hip had to be shattered, along with a few more ribs, and a broken leg. I curled up and tried to protect my head.

"You spread your legs for the clown but not me! You will pay you little slut." This is it, one more hit and I will be out. I welcome the relief of passing out and wait for it. It never comes. Mr. J has him by the throat. Johnny and a few guys are rushing toward us. Johnny tries to assess my injuries but I cry out when he moves me.

"Boss, she isn't looking too good. We may have trouble moving her." Johnny informs him.

"Will she make it?" He says slow and dangerously. Johnny looks afraid to answer. I nod to him.

"Yeah, she will make it but it won't be pretty." Johnny says. Mr. J drops Mario, who is coughing and shoots him in both knee caps.

"Tie him up, you know where to take him." He tells some men. He is crouched down by me. He looks hurt and I try and grab his hand but wince.

"Harley?" I ask. I don't care if I am the jealous girlfriend or not right now.

He laughs "Gone. Licking her hurt ego. Not many get the one up on her. You were brilliant." he strokes my hair. He addresses Johnny "How are we going to get her home?"

"I contacted our connections at Gotham hospital. They are bringing a trauma surgeon and everything needed." I panic at Johnny's words.

"Surgery? No, no, no!" I start freaking out. Anesthesia always scared me.

"Baby girl, you are not doing well. Let daddy make you all better. Trust me." Mr. J's words soothe me a bit but then it hits me.

"My father! He has a drug, it accelerates healing. Get that, use that." Are the last words I say, but not the last I hear. I fall into darkness hearing the joker scream and plead for me to come back.