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`After a few moments, I shoved myself away from Harley and got to my feet somehow, running down the street as Harley yelled after me, I turned a corner and nearly bumped into a group of men but I stopped, backing away as I saw them staring at me now. They stared at me for a few moments before realizing I was a girl, then one of them reached for me but I ducked over to the far-left and nearly stumbled right into the middle of the road. Licking my lips once I ran down the road as fast as I could, still hearing a series of footsteps behind me but I turned a left corner and it started to rain, on Halloween, it was raining. I kept running, ignoring that my hair and costume was getting wet. Where my candy bag had gone, I probably would never know. In my ears the sound of footsteps faded and all I heard was the abnormal rhythm of my heartbeat, stuttering every other beat. I could hardly breath, my chest was hurting. My vision was getting blurred thanks to the rain, I ran around another corner but instead just ran across the road but then I saw the headlights of a vehicle shining bright and a horn blaring loudly, I dove across the rest of the road, already feeling the burning on my hands as they hit the sidewalk. I flipped over so I was on my back now and I saw Gordon get out of the vehicle quickly, running over to me in worry. Things seemed to clear for me, even as the rain flooded down from the sky, my make-up and face paint draining down myself now but my red lipstick staying on without a smudge yet. My brown eyes focused on him as he knelled down beside me, not caring if he stained his pants or not.

"Jessie." He breathed heavily as he looked at me through his now fogged up glasses, he took them off and folded them up, putting them in his pocket, not a case just to be safe "What are you thinking? You were supposed to stay with Howl, he was gonna watch you. You were supposed to--" Then he saw my hands that were still bleeding, that were shaking, and my soaked hair and costume, my shivering. He pulled me over to him then, a arm around me as he tried to help me "It's gonna be okay. C'mon. That's it, yeah, that's it." Then he helped me over to his car as I stared up at him as if confused then I noticed he had opened up the back right door "You can lay down. Get some rest until we get you to the Hospital, 'kay? It's gonna be okay now, Jess. I promise." That was a promise I knew he couldn't keep, but the thought was nice. It made me feel wanted and cared for. But still, I slowly moved into the back, trying not to touch the leather seats with my hands but failing at it as I nearly collapsed and laid down, curling up in a ball and then I heard the door shut, but more quietly. Then only the sound of rain hitting the car filled my ears until Gordon got in and started to drive off. He hadn't turned the engine off before getting out. Hmm. Before closing my eye lids I saw him look at me from the rear view mirror then back at the road, I drifted off to sleep then. I felt at peace at times like these. I jumped away as I felt the car come to a stop, I still felt drowsy but I sat up, my still curled hair covering my left eye as I looked around. I saw nothing but rain again but then the side door opened up again and there was Gordon once again. He had his glasses on now. He had a hand reached out towards me

"Come on." I took it gladly and got out, he helped me over to the hospital's entrance/exit doors and hurried me in towards the front desk "Hey, I need a Doctor. Now." He was speaking to a blond nurse now

That's when she saw me "What happened, Commissioner?" She rushed over around the desk to me, a clipboard in hand, she looked worried. Wa—Dang it! It was Becky, from before! I knew it! Oh well.

"I need a Doctor to check her out, she's bleeding--" He showed her my hands and then Becky here nodded and rushed back around the desk, dialing a number into the phone and was calling for a Doctor now. I would have rolled my eyes if I hadn't been so tired, Gordon kept telling me how I was going to be okay and what not as he guided me over to the waiting area. It took them about...oh, I don't know, fifteen seconds before I got a Doctor and was rushed into a little examination room. I nearly bit the Doctor when she tried to check the bruises around my neck, I didn't like it when she touched me. I didn't like it when anyone touched me...well, with Gordon, I felt safe. But only him really...and maybe Harley, but that was another story.

"Is she going to be okay?" I could hear Gordon ask from outside the room

"She has a severe series of bruises. She's lucky she's alive at all." This made me raise my eyebrows but I half-grinned "We need to keep her overnight, and probably tomorrow too." I scowled then in annoyance

"But is she going to be okay?" He sounded worried even more than last time I had been around him

"As far as I know, if nothing changes, then, yes. She'll be just fine." She didn't sound totally sure though "Where did you find her?"

"She was laying on the sidewalk, her hands bleeding and bruises on her neck and face." I then quirked an eyebrow but nodded, they had washed off my make-up and face paint, but luckily some had been determine to stay, like my red lipstick. Good ol' Red.

"Do you know how she got there?"

"No. One of my men..." He sounded as if regretting now that he had left me alone with How. It wasn't Wolverine's fault, it was mine, that's what I wanted to yell but I remained silent. I'd have to send Howl there some kind of gift or something "Was supposed to be watching her but she somehow managed to get away. Then If found her in the rain like I said." The Doctor sighed and then everything got quiet, I just laid back on the table they had me on, turning on my side, my back to the door. I didn't want to look at it anymore. I felt tired again, and sick. I just wanted to be left alone for once.

About fifteen minutes later, I was put into a hospital room and into a nice set of Hospital jammies, but I didn't talk to or even prtend to care about frilly Becky's affection as she tried to chat me up with small-talk, I just did as she told me to do and then I was back with IV needle in my left hand and that stupid breathing thing in my nose again. I drooped my eye lids, just staring at my hands that were in my lap, barely out of my view as I was laying back, my head resting on the fluffy white pillow. Everything was cold again. I didn't like that but it felt nice against my skin. Then with a sigh, I reached up and tucked my hair behind both of my ears then licked my lips, putting my hands back at my lap and looking up at the ceiling instead this time. As said, nothing was going to be okay again.

"Stop it!" This sound flooded my ears and I jumped nearly, looking around but seeing nothing. It was just another memory. That's all. This is what I kept telling myself now. Looking to my left, I closed my eye lids again, licking my lips as tears started to run down my cheeks, sniffling I reached over with one hand and tried to wipe them away but my eyes just kept watering up. I bit my lower lip and just put my hand there back with the other in my lap. I decided just to get some more sleep, so I cried myself to sleep then. When I re-awoke, my vision blurred at first but then cleared and I looked around and it was bright as the sun was shining through the screen on the window. It was day. I sat up, using the little device thing and making the bed pull up so I could still rest my head on the pillow and sit up. Everything was unusually quiet and I looked out the other window, and saw not many nurses or Doctors outside the room, nor any cops. What was going on? I moved to my right then, looking away from the door as I looked around for that dang calling little thing that Becky had told me about but when I did find it, I heard the door opening and then shutting. I stopped in my movements, frozen.

"La dee da." I heard a voice whispering, dark and dangerous "La dee dum." I turned back then, my hair staying behind my ears for once as I stared at what I saw. The Joker dressed in a nurse's outfit and had on a orange wig

"I uh had to go find this old thing but it's still just as good as I first used it." He gestured towards his outfit, raising his eyebrows and grinning ear-to-ear "Trick or treat."

I was about to say something but then he quickly moved over to me "Shh, Princess. Ya don't have to speak right now, just let me do all the talkin'." He took off the red wig then, putting it on his lap as he sat down on the edge of the bed, running both of his hands through his hair before placing them back in his lap, but they still moved about, guesturning to things as he spoke "I know it's after Halloween and the last time we uh...bonded." He used both his hands, his pointer and middle finger on both to form the quotations around the word bonded "I had to be very persuasive earlier to get uh..." He looked back out the window, to see what was outside the room, again there was nothing then back at me "Them out of here but now that they're gone. We can really talk." He reached over with both hands and placed them over mine, I yanked my hands back but he just roughly grabbed them back "Hey, hey, come here. Don't do that." He frowned at my actions, then he had both my hands covered by his, his fingers digging into my palms now. He chuckled once in amusement then nodded, his eye lids drooping somewhat now.

I glared at him in digust as he then let one hand out to untuck my hair but I slipped one hand out and slapped at him, and moved forward, attacking him but he then pinned me back down on the bed, now hovering over me, the red wig fell off the bed to the ground "Hey now, don't do that." He scolded me, his jaw locking as he breathed heavily "I don't want to be mean to ya, kid, but you're startin' to be a little too cheeky for my taste." He slipped one hand out, still pinning me down with his left arm across my chest, tapping the right side of my face with his free hand, then he reached back, his eyes moving up as if looking for something then grinned and pulled his hand back, he was holding a needle "I was wondering where I had put that." I stared at him wide eyed and he let go, I tried to slip off the bed and run but he just grabbed me again, turning me around so my head rested on his left shoulder, arms wrapped around me and he still held the needle in hand, it was dangerously close to my right eye now, both of my eyes widen due to this now. I knew exactly what kind of needle that was for. Sedation.

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