"You can't tell anybody." Jackie said, finishing her cup of tea.
Alfred nodded "I won't. I promise." He said, patting her hand.
Jackie took a deep breathe as she thought for a moment, her pinky playing with her upper lip before she turned to Alfred "Maybe I should quit Arkham, and actually BE a dancer." She said.
Alfred nodded "Your dream of being a Prima Ballerina is right in front of you. I mean, after you do Swan Lake, you'll probably be a popular entity for the company to have. Besides, Jonathan always wanted you to be a dancer more than a nurse at Arkham." He said, making a good point.
Jackie nodded "I just thought he was saying that to make me feel better about putting dancing on the back burner." She admitted.
Alfred shook his head "No, he loved it when you danced." He spoke softly, nodding to himself.
Jackie smiled "Then I guess I let him down." She remarked.
Alfred shook his head "I don't think you could let a man like Jonathan Crane down, he knew you had priorities; like taking care of your children and trying to make a living for yourself." Alfred remarked.
Jackie nodded "I never wanted to live off you and Bruce, it just seems unethical." He said.
"Bruce was always prepared to take care of you, after all, you're the closest thing to a child he has…" Alfred said.
Jackie sighed as she grabbed her empty cup and gently put it in the sink "Well, aside from the Ballet scandal; what about my pregnancy?" she asked.
Alfred stood up and took her shoulders "If it were all up to me, I'd say you keep this child as Jonathan's last gift to you, and quit Arkham to finally live your dream! Don't throw it away because of doubt, nobody got anywhere from doubt!" he said, kissing her forehead and walking out of the kitchen.
Jackie leaned against the counter, letting what Alfred told her sink in before she yawned, finally giving up as she turned off the lights to go to bed.
"Is there something we can do? You can't just leave Nurse Crane!" Dr. Patel remarked, standing up from his chair.
Jackie shook her head "Dr. Patel, my life is shifting and I believe it's time for a change; it's honestly not the hospital, it's me!" she said.
Dr. Patel looked at Jackie concerned "What are you going to do?" he asked.
Jackie looked at the doctor curiously "I'm going to live my dream as a Ballerina." She remarked.
"Oh." Dr. Patel remarked.
"Consider this my two weeks notice." She spoke, turning around to leave the office.
Jackie left the office, a small smile on her face as she felt a weight being lifted off her shoulders as she walked back to the nurses' station.
Jackie sat in the living room, for the first time in a long time she propped her feet up on the coffee table and smiled gently as she turned on the TV.
"Jackie?" she heard a voice calling her, she ignored it.
Footsteps followed into the living room where Ed was glaring at her, Jackie turned to him and waited for him to speak.
"What?" Jackie finally asked, annoyed.
Ed crossed his arms as he moved closer to the couch she was sitting in "So…quitting Arkham?" he asked.
Jackie huffed as she muted the TV "Why are you so angry, it's my life!" Jackie remarked.
"I'm not mad! I'm just…curious." Ed remarked.
Jackie eye balled Ed "I've decided that I'm done pouting about my dead husband! He's gone and I can't change that, but I'm going to live my dream as a Ballerina and raise my children!" she remarked.
Ed nodded "That sounds fair." He said.
"You damn right it is!" she said, sitting on the couch for a moment "When can I go home?" she asked.
Ed sat next to her on the couch "I don't know, but I'll check it out later today and see if it's safe or not." He remarked.
"Do you know who shot my husband, like seriously?" Jackie asked, turning to Ed.
Ed shook his head "No, I don't. But my money is on Joker, him and Jonathan were always having scuffles." He said.
Jackie nodded "Watch the boys, I'll be back!" she remarked, grabbing her sweater.
"Where are you going?" Ed asked.
Jackie grabbed her purse "I'm going out." She said, walking out of the manor.
Ed sighed "Oh, fuck." He said, shooting out of the couch to warn somebody.
Jackie parked next to The Joker's warehouse, she knew he was there since she could hear his thugs yelling inside; she knew he wouldn't go anywhere without his thugs.
She walked in casually, the thugs glared at her in shock as she continued walking, acting like she owned the warehouse as she walked deeper into the warehouse.
"Boss!" a thug yelled, it echoed through the warehouse.
Jackie stopped at the end of the warehouse as a shadow began to get closer to her with the faint sound of footsteps.
"Jackie Crane, long time, no see." The Joker said, showing himself to Jackie.
The widow was in shock as she looked at the villain in front of her; the man walked with a cane and a limp, and his age was beginning to show through his make-up.
"You look awful." Jackie said.
The Joker smirked "We all get old, even you." He said.
Jackie sighed as she crossed her arms "You wouldn't know anything about my husbands' death, would you?" she asked.
The Joker shook his head "Honestly Jackie, I haven't had a scuff with Jon in years. There's nothing for us to fight about anymore, besides I've got bigger fish to fry." He said.
Jackie nodded, The Joker sighed "I didn't kill your husband; in fact, I think you should be talking to Nigma." He said.
"But…Ed told me he thought you did it." Jackie said.
The Joker laughed his maniacal laugh, coughing a bit before he contained himself "Something is going on, Jackie; we villains can feel it in the air. Nigma is up to no good; and I'm saying that out of the kindness of my heart, not that I have one." He said.
Jackie nodded "Well, thanks anyways." She said, turning around to leave the warehouse, feeling the eyes of the thugs on her.
