Rated M…for Mature. This is an interim chapter, a follow-up on the last one. I just cannot get my chapters short enough and keep having to split them up! ENJOY.

As Jayde followed Joker quietly along that dark and dingy hallway, her hand clamped tightly in his, she couldn't stop wishing he would just slow down. It seemed his previous murder had sent him into overdrive and Jayde now felt as though she were trotting along, trying to keep up with a ball of anxious energy as they wound their way out of the building, back outside and onto the dock. Jayde took an immediate deep breath in of the salty air, clearing her head and lungs of the fuzzy, dense feeling she had been clogged with from being inside that dark and muggy building. A moment later, Joker's hand released hers to frame the side of his mouth and let out a shrill whistle with his teeth and tongue, waving with his other hand for Dotcom to get out of the limousine and join them.

As hard as she had been trying to ignore it, the brisk breeze off of the water seemed to be doubling it's efforts to make her shiver so finally, she gave in, reaching up to rub her bare arms. Her weight shifted from one heel to the other, glancing up as Joker turned to frown down at her, his eyes shifting to the huge goosebumps on her arms. One of his eyebrows arched before he turned back to Dotcom, walking towards them.

"I would offer you my coat, but then I would be cold." He explained, glancing down at her from the corner of his eye as Jayde rolled her eyes heavily. His tongue clicked behind his teeth as though he were hesitating. "If you really want to, you can go sit in the car." He then eventually offered, although Jayde could tell he had to really fight himself on whether or not to put that option on the table. Figuring that he would much rather her stay close to him, Jayde turned slightly, lowering her voice as Dotcom walked up. She had to make it seem like it was an issue on her part and not like she had noticed the underlying note to the hesitation in his voice.

"I'm not getting more than five feet away from you at any point tonight." She answered quietly, hoping he took that as her being uneasy and not that she knew he didn't want her out of his sight. Her eyes looked up at him, only to catch a glimpse of the tiniest of smirks sliding into view on his face. Dotcom had now walked up, grinning but looking a little winded.

"The trucks are waiting on the other side. The first three should already be in place." Joker was suddenly explaining, turning to walk over toward the tallest part of the building where three semi-trucks were lined, backed into giant docking slots in the metal wall of the building. Dotcom and Jayde followed suit, taking extra long strides to keep up with him as he rattled off instructions. "Go to the trucks, tell them to start dumping on my command. I'll be inside, overseeing. I figure it takes about seven or eight minutes for one truck to drain, we do them staggered at three minute intervals, all twelve trucks should be drained within an hour… half – hour if we're lucky and our driver's aren't morons, which seems a little unlikely at this point, seeing how their boss…" he was now seemingly talking to himself, laughing here and there but Jayde wasn't listening. Her attention had been pulled off to the side momentarily, off on a tangent of wondering why Joker had chosen this path for his life. It was obvious that he was leadership material, clearly most confident when he was in charge and giving out direction. There was no doubt, he would have made an incredible captain or official for a police force or even the military, and yet he had chosen the path of pure immorality, a life chock-full of crime and angst and pressure. He seemed to be thriving. Beside her, Dotcom was now finally replying to his boss' commands.

"I'll go start the first truck."

With that, he took of at a trot toward the semi-truck closest to them, leaving Joker and Jayde to walk back over to the larger of the two metal doors, slipping inside once he had wrenched it open. The sound of rushing water met their ears the moment the door creaked open and although it was fairly dark inside this new room, the echoing sound of the door closing behind them made it clear that they had stepped into an enormous, vast area. Joker's hand had let go of hers to open the door but when Jayde felt him take a few steps away from her in the dark, she reached out somewhat blindly until she felt the material of his coat against her fingers. She hooked a few of them into the thick outside pocket, hoping he wouldn't notice.

Either he hadn't felt it or didn't care, Joker was now turned to a large panel of switches, scowling at it until he had apparently found what he was looking for and reached out, flipping the biggest one on. The faint buzz of electricity was nearly unnoticeable under the sound of rushing water although a moment later, huge lights way overhead flipped on, casting the entire giant room in a sickly greenish glow. Jayde let out a small gasp as she turned to face it.

Not even a foot from the tips of her heels, the metal walkway they had been standing on ended in a sharp drop off with no guard railing, leading directly down into an absolutely enormous pit of circulating water, swirling and rushing below them. Giant turbines at the far end of the room churned and filtered the water crudely, creating that buzzing, grinding sound she had been noticing upon first entering the room. Beside her, Joker was grinning out at the vastness.

"Welcome to Gotham's water processing plant." He said, glancing at her as he held out a hand toward the swirling water. "Time for blood."

Over at the mouth of the giant room, Jayde now noticed the end of a semi-truck, inching ever so closely to the opening before it stopped and Dotcom appeared around the very edge, looking over at Joker, who nodded his head. A second later, the back doors of the truck opened and out came rushing a wave of a dark red, sickeningly thick-looking substance that Jayde was having a hard time convincing herself was blood. She was just about to turn and gape open mouthed at Joker as he grinned, when a huge wave of the worst smell she had ever encountered washed over them. Instinctually, she gagged, clamping her hand quickly over her nose as Joker laughed, bringing the edge of his coat up over the lower half of his face.

"Holy shit! What is that smell?" she squealed nasally in disgust, frowning up at him as he scrunched his nose up, digging around in his pockets hastily.

"Well, whaddya think it is?" he called back over the sound of the water and now pouring contaminant. "It's blood!" Finally, it seemed he had been unsuccessful in finding what he had been looking for and was now motioning her toward the door. "Let's bail. I didn't think it would smell this bad." He said.

"What?" Jayde shouted over the noise. Joker pointed to the door.

"Red team, GO!"

Once outside, Jayde laughed, turning to Joker as he exhaled heavily as if he had been holding his breath, only to inhale deeply a moment after. "I couldn't stand it either, don't worry." She consoled him, walking up to slide her fingers back into his pocket as he coughed, shaking his head.

"Yeah, puking woulda put a cramp in my evening, see…"

Luckily, Joker could safely assume, even from standing outside, that the blood was making it directly into the water supply and the thought of waking up in the morning to breaking news about Gotham's latest catastrophe made him want to go home and sleep right then, just so it would come faster. Of course, he did still have some plans for that night when they returned to the house, plans that involved bending Jayde over some sort of tall-ish object in his house. That morning had really only been pleasurable for Jayde, although he did enjoy watching her squirm. However, all it had really done for him was leave him horny and itching for more. As he stood there, watching the trucks shift positions and continue to drain, his mind started to wander through the mansion thirty miles away, wondering what would be a good height for Jayde to lean over…A second later, Joker was distracted from his thoughts when he felt her shiver against his arm.

It seemed, upon looking down that Jayde was trying to fight it again, obviously hoping not to look weak or like she couldn't handle it. With a roll of his eyes, Joker slid his heavy coat off of his arms, draping it around her shoulders to instantly stop her random shivers. He looked away back to the trucks when he felt her eyes snap up to him and his arms folded over his chest.

"Your shivering was annoying me." he explained. Jayde rolled her eyes, grinning to herself as she pulled the edges of his coat further across her body.

Unfortunately, unloading the trucks of their 'contents' took over an hour, leaving Joker somewhat agitated when the three of them walked back to the limo at a quarter to midnight. Dotcom tried to appease him by explaining every little thing that had gone wrong with the drivers.

"Well, one guy was half- asleep and the other one I'm pretty sure was high…" he was saying, but Joker cut him off, shaking his head.

"Ahhh! I don't care!…It doesn't matter. I'm just glad everything got out by twelve. That was the goal." He was saying, turning Jayde to face him before she could climb into the back seats, reaching into the inside pockets of his coat she was still wearing. A second later, he pulled his phone out, scowling down at it as he got into the car after Jayde. She slid his coat from her shoulders, stretching out slightly along the stretched leather seats, crossing one of her legs over the other, grinning when she noticed Joker's eyes follow the movement of her heel. He looked away, holding the phone to his ear.

"Brother, is everything in order?" he asked once Tre had picked up after a few rings.

"Yeah, man, we just finished up here. The other groups are about to be done. Should I dismiss?"

"Yeah, head back to the house."

Once Joker had hung up, his eyes slid over to Jayde's where she leaned along the seat, watching him with that playful smirk arching her scar just enough to make it fully visible and illuminated in the dim limo lights. His tongue slipped out to trace the scar on his bottom lip quickly, squinting over at her as his finger pressed down on a button in the handle of the door next to him. The partition between Dotcom and the rest of the limo started to rise automatically as Joker crossed one ankle over his other knee, pointing a finger at her as one of his eyebrows arched.

"I'm gonna fuck you if you don't stop lookin' at me like that."

Finally, after another thirty minutes, Joker, Jayde and Dotcom were stepping inside the huge house, turning on a few lights as they went. Tre and Linman were not back yet but Jayde figured they would be soon if they had been leaving around the same time. Dotcom had gone to the kitchen and was talking about heating something up for them to eat, but she wasn't all that hungry and was too busy enjoying the effect walking around in her heels was having on Joker. She knew he wasn't at all bashful about grabbing her ass in front of their other roommates but was mildly surprised that he seemed to be trying hard to ignore her.

So after she had gotten a glass of water, she walked over to him where he stood, reading something at the table. She sat down on top of it, crossing her legs daintily as she looked up at him, scowling down at the paper in his hand. "I'm gonna take a shower." she practically purred, now giving it everything she had to get his attention, and was about to go on and ask if he wanted to join her when he nodded absentmindedly.

"Mm-hmm…"

So with that, Jayde rolled her eyes, hopping down off the table to march upstairs and close the door behind her. If he wanted to play that sort of game, she could play too. After removing her heels and dress, she stepped into the bathroom, wondering where along the way Joker had fallen into a bad mood. Had it been something she said? Did it even have anything to with her? Was he mad at Dotcom? Tre? For several minutes, Jayde stood there naked, leaned against the counter, staring at the carpet while the shower heated up and only once she felt slightly damp from all the steam in the room did she realize that the water had been warm for quite some time now. With a sigh, she decided it didn't matter why he had seemed so suddenly disinterested. It was just his personality to be unpredictably moody, and it worried her to notice that she was getting more and more used to it.

Twenty steamy and rejuvenating minutes later, Jayde stepped out onto the second story landing, now dressed in comfortable pajama pants and a long sleeved shirt, glancing around at the bottom floor to see who was there. It appeared that Tre and Linman had made it back, although it seemed the police officer had already left and now Dotcom and Tre were outside smoking, leaving Joker on the couch, flipping through channels on the large flat-screen television. His search ended a moment later, when he found a news station, tossing the remote onto the empty couch space next to him. Jayde felt her stomach start up with butterflies when she noticed he had taken off his gloves and rolled his shirt sleeves up to his elbows; she didn't know why but it was so sexy to her when he wore shirts like that. At some point, he had taken off his vest and tie, unbuttoned the top two buttons on his shirt and slid the straps of his suspenders from his shoulders so they now lay uselessly on either side of him. Jayde licked her lips when she quite literally felt her mouth start to water.

Although she was slightly hesitant about going to sit next to him on the couch, she figured if she really wanted at least a little affection from him after their rather crazy night and before going to bed, seemingly alone, there was only one way to get it. So after taking an emboldening breath in, she walked down to the couch and around the edge of it, ignoring the scowl on his face as she sat down a foot or two away from him.

At first, he made no indication that he even knew she was there, although after a few seconds, he sighed, lifting his arm to the back of the couch, leaving an empty space just next to him. Jayde grinned, immediately taking this an invitation to scoot closer to him, which she took him up on, feeling vaguely like an excited dog that had just gotten invited to sit in its master's lap. Her head rested on his shoulder as she sighed when again, Joker failed to respond and was still scowling at the news reporter, his head slightly lowered, his eyes narrowed. Jayde wanted to say something but was distracted when she heard his name mentioned on the tv.

"Officials determined that the Joker is indeed the one responsible for Wednesday's car bombing and for the murder of Detective Olivia Mitchell. The GPD and Gotham News 9 would like to extend condolences to her family. The memorial service is set to be delayed until further discoveries are made on any upcoming attacks…"

Finally, Joker chuckled, rolling his head to each side to crack his neck a few times and Jayde jumped at the opportunity to bring him out of that dark corner of his.

"So when everyone goes to turn on their water tomorrow…" she began, tilting her head back to look up at the side of his face, watching his makeup wrinkle slightly in his half-grin.

"You mean when John Smith goes to take his shower? Or when Betty Sue goes to water her plants?" he asked, finally glancing down at her. "If they don't live on the furthest outskirts of the city, yes, their water will be contaminated with blood. Or when the stores and restaurants get their orders of bottled water for the day? That'll be blood too." Jayde gasped, inching ever so slightly closer to him in what she liked to think was awe.

"Really? Is that what Tre and the others were doing?" she asked in earnest excitement, noting quickly that the easiest way to get Joker to talk was to ask him something about one of his brilliant plans or ideas. When he nodded with a smirk, she shook her head slowly. "You are such a genius…" Stroking his ego a little bit never hurt either…

It seemed, at last, that Jayde had broken through Joker's wall of moodiness and was now smiling placidly up at him as he nodded. "Yes, I am, actually." He answered before lowering his head to bounce his eyebrows twice. "Kinda sexy, huh…" Against her will, a tiny giggle escaped Jayde as she turned slightly, sliding one of her legs over his to dangle in between his knees and she was just about to lean forward and catch his lips when the sliding glass door opened behind them on the other side of the room.

Dotcom was the first one in and seemed to notice what was going on over on the couch, but just when Jayde began to feel awkward and went to take her leg back, Joker held onto it, keeping her in place, half sitting on his lap. He turned his eyes back to the tv, clearing his throat deeply.

"'Bout bedtime for you two, dontcha think?" he asked loudly, glancing at Jayde from the corner of his eye as she began to blush at the obvious and totally conspicuous way he had asked their roommates to leave the room. Dotcom seemed to take the hint, moving to the stairs immediately while Tre lingered, obviously looking for a way to piss his best friend off a little. He was grinning at Jayde as she turned to look at him, rolling her eyes as if trying to explain that Joker had been kidding, even though they both knew he had not been

"Nah, bro-, I'm not even tired. I'm thinkin' about-…" Joker cut him off.

"Tre? Leave. Now."

"Man, damn, just cuz you got tired of your room, you gotta come down here and kick everyone out? Man, that's fuuucked up, dog…I oughta-…" Tre was now ranting aloud as he disappeared into his room, his voice following him as he closed the door behind him. Joker grunted a laugh, glancing at Jayde.

"-My black friend." He grumbled as if that would make a great name for a sitcom. Jayde giggled, rising from the couch abruptly and Joker watched her go, slightly confused. He definitely had not been including her in dismissing everyone from the room, and was about to find it rather pointless in being down there at all if she wasn't with him, when all of the lights went out, leaving the couch and living space bathed in blue glue from the television. Suddenly, Jayde was back and was placing one of her knees to the left of him, and the other to the right, lowering herself onto his lap facing him. Her hands slid gently onto his shoulders.

"At least I get you all to myself now." She purred, keeping her voice low and quiet.

Joker's hips shifted under her gentle weight, reacting to her tone immediately. His hands followed suit instinctually, reaching out dig his thumbs into her hipbones, rocking her forward forcefully, before back again, his eyes half-lidded and watching. "Unlike your dream last night, hm?" he growled, grinning up at her with that crooked snarl of a smirk. Jayde pouted, tilting her head to the side as she leaned forward slightly, leaning on her hands as they rested on his chest now.

"Ya know, I wanted to kill that girl in my dream…" she started, leaning forward further a second later to rest her forearms on his shoulders and press her lips to his jaw just before his ear. "-…for trying to steal my dick from me." Joker let out a deep laugh, pulling his head away slightly to look at her with one eyebrow raised.

"Your dick?" he reiterated, watching her lips as she licked the bottom one slowly, lingering a second longer on the scarred corner of her mouth. She nodded, grinning playfully at him. Joker hmm-ed as more of his blood migrated rapidly from his brain, his heart rate increasing steadily. "I like that…"he growled, tilting his head to the side slightly when Jayde pressed her lips there, moving her hips slowly and gently, grinding against his lap as his hands guided her movement at her waist. "Tell me, love…how would you have killed her if it had been real?"

For just a second, Jayde grinned to herself against his neck, puckering her lips. She had always had the suspicion that Joker was a bit more of a freak than he had been letting on. Not that Jayde was complaining…Her tongue snuck out to lightly moisten that wonderful weak spot on his neck.

"I would have held a gun to your head and made you strangle her with your bare hands." She finally replied, smirking triumphantly when she felt Joker's grip on her hips tighten. He growled deep in his chest, raising goosebumps the size of speed bumps all along her arms and Jayde felt a surge of moisture rush to her aid as she clenched from the sound of his raspy groan. Her mind was slipping quickly into that foggy haze that normally clouded her whenever the animal inside Joker came to life and she was just about to move off of his lap to continue with her plan when his hands tugged down hard on her hips, pulling her flush against him, making absolutely positive there was no mistaking the solid erection he had been trying to fight off. Jayde's eyes widened with her soft gasp although he had only furthered her point; if she didn't get started now, there was no chance for her to get even.

Moving from his lap, Jayde's knees came to rest on the carpet in front of the couch, in between his legs. It seemed Joker was about to protest when his eyes narrowed down at her in the dark. The tv cast a glow against the fading makeup on his face, causing the dark rings around his eyes to appear deeper and blacker than usual; the rings tightened when he squinted, assessing her next moves. Her mouth was caught in a half-grin as she tucked her fingers into the line of his pants, glancing up at him as if waiting for him to stop her although he was currently the furthest thing from it. His curiosity was killing him.

If Jayde was really about to do what he thought she was, then this was bound to be entertaining. He knew that she had only done this once before in her life but the first time, he had found it fun to coach her through it; it would be interesting to see how much coaching he would have to do this time. He was about to open his mouth to say something, probably stupid or rude, but instead resorted to silence when she broke through her nerves and started unbuttoning the old fashioned triple buttons to his pants before sliding the zipper down. Already, Joker felt a huge amount of pressure leave his lower half and he sighed as Jayde tugged down on the purple clothes, pulling them far enough to free him from its constraint.

Joker shifted slightly to sit lower on the couch, watching her eyes as she stared at his boxers, apparently unsure of what to do now. His scars started to stretch when he wondered how long he could force himself to tolerate this before he picked her up. Finally, Jayde reached out again, tugging down on his boxers, releasing him fully, only to wrap her hand around him firmly a second later. He tried hard not to sigh or make any indication that he was enjoying this, deciding that if she wanted his true reactions, she would have to work for it. Her hand moved to the tip of him before back down, squeezing gently. Not a bad start…

It seemed now that Jayde was fighting with herself on whether to give up and let him have control or to lean forward and plant those lips right on the very tip of him. Joker tried hard not to grunt a laugh when he imagined the sort of thoughts going through her mind. Probably scared…he thought, leaning his head back against the couch to close his eyes, wondering if maybe she had 'performance anxiety' Hahahaha…

A second later, Joker's breath hitched in his chest with a small gasp when Jayde's tongue slipped out to trace the tip of him before closing around him, tightening her cheeks to make a delightful, soft noise when she released him another moment later. Joker was about to sit on his hands to keep from twisting into her hair as he was starting to make a game of this. Jayde seemed to notice his fingers tightening into fists at his sides as she giggled quietly, leaning forward to lick him again, from bottom to top. At the tip, she swirled her tongue again to repeat her actions, taking half of him into her mouth again. Joker remained quiet although she noticed him holding his breath a moment later.

Jayde could remember very clearly the only other time she had done this and how much more comfortable she felt doing it now that she wasn't leaning across the middle of her car while he drove. Now, she was free to use her hands…that, and honestly, she had done a little research on the internet while he had been in jail, just in case she ever had the opportunity to try it again with him. Joker seemed to be holding out on her, doing everything in his power not to react and this was starting to irritate Jayde. One of her favorite things was the way he groaned or grunted deeply and honestly, she had been itching for him to pull her hair. It was time to turn things up a notch or two.

Her absolutely drooling mouth had done wonders to wet him so her hand could glide freely up and down the length of him, twisting slightly as she moved, watching his face for expressions. His head was still tilted back, his eyes closed but he seemed to feel her watching him and looked down finally, opening his eyes to meet hers. Her lips expanded into a playful grin as she met his eyes, just as the tip of her tongue snuck out to just barely lick the tip of him. Joker watched this, letting out a deep growl as one of his fists unclenched only to give in and twist into the front of her hair. Jayde felt goosebumps rise all over her again, encouraging her to keep going, want more.

Her mouth closed around him again, sucking gently before increasing the pressure only to release it a second later, making a loud smacking noise against him. Finally, Joker grunted, his hips bucking instinctually. His plan was most definitely going out the window, leaving him rather defenseless as Jayde started moving her hand along the length of him, following with her mouth in perfect rhythm. With his eyes closed, it almost felt as good as her pussy but something in the way she looked with his dick in her mouth made this all completely worth it. Joker's knee started to bounce as he panted a few times, tilting his head back.

Jayde stopped when his knee started jiggling next to her, making it fairly difficult to keep going. Her elbow pressed down on it as she looked up at him when he opened his eyes, apparently confused as to why she'd stopped. It seemed, from the look in her eyes, that he understood and stopped his knee, laughing quietly as she returned to what she was doing, watching him watch her as she did so, loving the way he blinked slowly, his eyes glazed over and half-lidded.

Joker was no different than any other guy on the topic of this sort of thing- he loved it as much as the next man did. But along the lines of his life, through his encounters with the female species, Joker had come to notice that by the time she even got into the full swing of things, he was almost always ready to just say 'fuck the bullshit' and nearly always ended up taking control at this point. But surprisingly, somehow, Jayde had gotten pretty good at this and Joker was thoroughly enjoying it, so much so, he failed to notice that he had been thinking so hard, he wasn't really paying attention to that game he had started or how hard he had been pulling her hair. Jayde whimpered against him in her mouth, pulling away to look up at him when he opened his eyes again. She glared at him for a second as he grinned.

Again, her mouth closed over him, although this time, she immediately went back to that dangerous rhythm, clearly deciding that it was time for him to suffer a little bit. Joker took a deep breath, shifting where he sat as his hand slid back into her hair, pulling more gently this time when she let her lips smack against him again, then again and again, each time she came to the tip. Joker resisted a reaction each time, until Jayde took him in her mouth again and he could not help the frustrated growl that echoed slightly in the tall, marble-floored room. There was every chance that Tre was awake in his room not even twenty feet from them, but Joker was beyond caring. There had been many times when he had walked in on some random, incredibly awkward situations involving Tre and something along these lines when they lived together.

Jayde's mouth and hand were moving in perfect sync, down to the base of him before up to the tip. Joker was breathing hard and seemed to be enjoying himself, but honestly, Jayde's knees were starting to hurt a little and she was getting the feeling that Joker had the ability to fight it off long enough to where she could likely be doing this for another hour. So abandoning all pretense, she kept one hand on the base of him, moving gently while her other snuck underneath his balls to the soft skin there, only to press her thumb against it deeply. Finally, Joker's back arched slightly as he groaned, tilting his head back only to look back down a second later, his eyes practically closed as he panted.

"Stop, Jayde…Stop." He rasped deeply, clearing his throat as he tried to sit up when he felt himself seriously one and a half seconds from spontaneously combusting. If they both wanted to take this another step further, she had to stop now. Jayde pulled away from him, staring up at his eyes sternly.

"No." she growled at him, pushing against that incredibly sensitive, hidden spot again, sliding her hand down him to place her mouth over the tip of him. Joker whined as he panted, finally realizing that this had been her plan all along; to get even for what he had done.

"Fuck, Jayde…" he grunted, his fingers tightening on her hair again to the point where he felt a few strands pluck free from her scalp. He was sweating slightly now, squirming forcefully on the couch as Jayde tortured him thoroughly, his breathing heavy and staggered until finally, she pushed her knuckle against him one more time, pulling away from him to watch him as he tilted his head back with his jaw dropped, forcing himself not to yell 'FUCK' at the top of his lungs as he came, trembling slightly in his effort.

Pearly white liquid dripped down over him, but Jayde took her hand back as Joker exhaled with a groan, his entire body relaxing into the couch. His chest rose and fell fairly deeply, his heart banging out of control as he sat there with his eyes closed, reaching up to push some of his hair from his face. He felt Jayde stand up and walk away. At first, he thought she was simply leaving him there to go upstairs and go to bed, but she returned a moment or two later, standing in front of him, holding a white hand-towel. When his eyes opened, she handed him the towel, watching his still half-painted face as he rested the towel over him, bringing his finger up to beckon her closer. Jayde leaned down, only to sigh when he pressed his lips against hers deeply, sliding his hand to the back of her neck under her hair. He pulled away a few moments later, licking his lips as he exhaled against her.

"You're evil." He murmured somewhat weakly. Jayde opened her eyes to peer deep into his as he did the same, tilting his head to the side.

"I think you mean 'amazing'." She supplied, standing back up to walk around the edge of the couch and over to the stairs. "G'night, Joker." He waved one hand lethargically.

"Uh-huh?"

A/N: Alright, so. I have a question for you guys. I have several different ideas on how this story should end. I have not decided on doing a third story for the Joker and Jayde series yet, but I was wondering what you all thought of me doing an alternate ending sort of thing. Like if I wrote out four different alternate endings and put them all out. Two of them leave me open for a third story, two of them do not. I really need some feedback on this as I'm trying to figure out what would please the majority of you. Of course, I can pick my own ending, but I have a feeling that the one I'm leaning towards would make for several (a lot) of you being disappointed (MAD). I like the thought having a 'choose your own destiny' thing for this story as we all get the best of four worlds, but would love some feedback on what you guys are feeling. I realize this chapter is kind of short but I wanted to follow up pretty quickly. Leave a review with your thoughts or send me a private message. Oh, and…LEAVE ME YOUR LOVE/HATE IF YOU WANT THE NEXT CHAPTER.