As they walked down the street Becky glanced at her father, she wondered briefly if one day she would be as crazy as him. When her father suddenly stopped Becky nearly bumped into him she glanced at the car in front of them.

"We don't have a car.." Becky mumbled now noticing hat they had wondered into a car lot, she made a face and looked at her parents.

Joker laughed "We do now!" he randomly put his fist through a car window and opened the door, when the alarm didn't go off, Becky knew her father had planned this.

After her father managed to unlock all the doors, Becky slid into the backseat and watched as her father plunged something into the key holder and forced the car to start. Her mother did a check up in the mirror and then shot a smile back at Becky.

"Sweetie put your seat-belt on!" she sang as she did the same, "Puddin! You picked the color that I wanted!" she cooed.

Joker pulled out of the parking lot saying nothing, for as long as Becky could remember that was how it was her father never showing affection to her mother who craved it.

The first part of the ride was quite, that was strange for her family, Becky snorted 'family?' she thought, she looked at her parents and decided she loved them; but some people were not meant to be parents.

Harley turned to face her "What's wrong baby?"

"It's nothing"

"Boy Trouble?"

"It's nothing really!"

Harley laughed and glanced at Joker before turning around to face him, "Puddin" she mumbled Joker shot her a glance out of his eye at her, "I think Becky needs to….go to school" She told him.

Joker grunted "Now Harley, no school will take her.."

Harley looked down, and sighed, "I-I know but she needs to…." She told him "She's fourteen now puddin.."

Joker sighed "fine.." He mumbled "You can taker her shopping or something.." Harley smiled and kissed his cheek.

Becky looked out the window, "Normal?" She thought she glanced down at her leotard "I'll never be normal.." she glanced out the window to see a another car in the next lane.

"I bet that's a normal family.." She thought miserably, with a mom and a dad and maybe a pair of twin girls giggling and talking in the backseat talking about makeup and boys.

Becky was knocked out of her thoughts when the car suddenly took a sharp turn, that made her flip out of her seat-belt.

"What the hell?" Becky yelped.

"Use a different language young lady!"

"That's my Girl!".

"Ce que l'enfer!"

(A/N means what the hell in French)

Harley face palmed "Why did I teach you French…"

"Daddy" Becky asked "What happened….Why did you turn the car like that?" Joker looked at her through the review mirror.

"Just a bit of fun.."

Becky nodded then she laid in the backseat she glanced at the clock It was 8:00 pm.

"Bored...so...BOREED!" Becky thought she sat back up and twisted her hair between her fingers, "Where is this place at?"

"Not far" Joker said "Just sleep till we get there"

"But I'm not tired!" Becky whined, something she knew she should never do... Joker glared at her trough the mirror.

Becky wanted nothing more then to be gulped down by the seat.

"Don't talk back to me!" Joker Hissed as he slammed on the brakes and turned to face her "Understand!"

"Yes sir"

"Good"

Harley gulped and turned to look at Becky she stretched out her hand and placed it on Becky's knee and looked her in the eyes. Becky knew what she meant and she hoped It was true.

"It's okay...I'll protect you.."

Becky hoped that was true.. She had seen what happened to her father's Victims...She placed Her hand over Her mothers.

"I'll protect you to mommy..." Becky thought as she removed her hand from her mothers, "I-I'm sorry Daddy.."

"Just don't ever let it happen again!"

"I wont.."

"Good Girl"

Becky looked on the window again, "This is going to be a long night..."

"That's them" Batman said as he watched the car in the next lane take a sharp turn, "He must of noticed the Car"

"He knows we're following them?"

"Yes."

"What now?"

"We keep following them, we'll hang back a bit make him think he lost us then find out what's happing and if we can stop it."

"What about the girl?"

"If we can, take her away"

Robin said nothing but watched the car slip father from his view, "I wonder who she is…I mean if she was kidnapped…I wonder if her parents are looking for her.."

Batman said nothing but he wondered the same thing, who was this girl? If she was kidnapped from where was she taken? Who was she? And is her family even still alive? Had the Joker done away with them for the solo reason just to take the girl?

"….She must be so scared.."

"She also must be brave…to have stayed alive and to make them happy, even if she is their daughter she is either extremely emotionally damaged or she's extremely damaged and either way she'll need a lot of mental help."

"I feel bad for her….I mean either way…"

"Let's just hope for the best."