"What?" Becky asked "Kill?" she sat up "I-I won't!" she shook her head, Joker laughed, "Now calm down" he told her "You wont have to kill anything" he stood up "You'll be the distraction" he said as he walked over to her bedroom door.

"So you can kill him?" Becky cried "No!" she said sliding off her bed "You can't make me!", she yelled backing away from him, "Your insane" she told herself, "He's going to make you do it!"

Joker paused and turned back to her grabbing her forearms, "I think being on your own has giving you a false sense of independence" he hissed letting her go Becky remained stone-faced.

"I wont do it," she told him "I wont be a part of murder!" she hissed "My mother wouldn't want me to be a part of it…" she didn't know what throwing her mother in would do she just hoped it triggered something.

"Your mother is rotting in a jail cell because of him!" Joker screamed raising his hand as if to smack her Becky back into the wall wanting to avoid the blow; Joker let his arm fall back to his side and took a deep breath.

"You will do what ever I tell you to do" he told her as he turned his back to her and walked over to the door "And failure to comply and listen to me…" he started.

"You will be treated just like the rest of the crew would be if they did," he said as he walked out and slammed the door.

Becky let the breath she was holding go and slowly slid down the wall and buried her face in her knees, "What am I going to do?" she muttered she heard her father down the hall yelling about how something was to reviling, she just couldn't guess what that was.

She picked her head up and leaned it against the wall as her father called her, "Maybe there's noting I can do…" she told herself as she slowly stood up and left her room.

"Good day today Master Tim?" Alfred asked as Tim slid into the car just outside of his school, "Yeah" Tim told him dully as he laid down on the seat the ride was mostly quite, it had been like this for the few days Becky had been gone.

"Any news" Tim asked breaking the silence, Alfred met his eyes in the review mirror "No" he said sadly "Tonight Master Bruce and Dick are going out again why not ask to join them?" he asked.

"I have plans with Juliet…" Tim told him, "There'll find her…" he said then remained quite until they arrived at the manor, "Hey Tim" Dick said as he and Alfred entered the house.

"Hey" Tim called as he walked up to his room, "I'm going out" he called again as he passed Becky's room slowly not bothering to look at the door that had remained untouched for the two days she had been gone and walked into his and closed the door.

"Master Dick" Alfred said as he passed him and walked up to the study, "He isn't there" Dick told him "He and Babs are down at the station"

"What for?" Alfred asked sitting on the chair opposite to him, Dick shrugged "Information on what their going to do" Dick said, Alfred nodded "I see, well I'm off to prepare dinner" he stood up and began to walk out, "Master Dick?" he asked.

Dick looked up at him, "Yeah?" he asked, "Talk to Tim wont you…Becky and Him had gotten awfully close" he said before walking away to the kitchen, Dick sighed "Yeah.." he said standing up and started off to Tim's room.

Knocking on the boy's door, he received no answer, "Tim open up!" He called, he heard the younger boy shifting around until the door opened a bit, "What?" Tim asked his voice unusually edgy, Dick nudged the door with his foot, "Let me in?" he asked.

Tim stepped aside and let him in, "What?" he asked as he plopped down on his bed, Dick shrugged "Just wanted to talk" he said sitting atop of a desk near his window, he caught a glimpse of Tim's laptop he was something about the Joker .

Tim quickly shut the screen "I don't want to talk about her" Tim said quietly as he sat down on his bed, "I have plans.." he said "I don't have time to go and look for her.." he said as he laid back on his bed, "Okay?!" he growled.

Dick sighed "Tim…I…" he bit his lip "She…wouldn't…won't be angry at you…hell she wouldn't even know it's you" he rubbed the back of his neck, "I-I…" he squirmed in his seat "If that's what you're worried about…I mean…"

Tim said nothing and remained quite, "I-I am going to go and see what the old man is making for dinner" he said as he quietly excited the room, Tim glared up at the ceiling 'I'm not…" he thought, "Worried…I mean I am but….not that she'll be mad at me…"

He was worried…no, he was scared that she might have been a different person…that Joker had changed her…Because he…well…liked her…he actually liked her

And if Joker would of done something…anything to change that sarcastic, compassionate, short pig-tail wearing blonde, he…he didn't know what he would do, rolling over he opened his laptop again and continued to read up on the local article about Joker.

This feeling…he wasn't sure what it was...it was something...like it was tearing him up inside, he sighed as he closed his eyes and rested his arm over his eyes, "…..I'd better tell Dick…that I'm going with them" he muttered.

…..I'm so sorry. T.T I know I haven't updated in a while but the truth is I'm kind of losing interest and so are a lot of you guys :/ so I'll hold a poll if you want me to keep writing this PLEASE LEAVE ME A LONG REVIEW ON WHY! Or any ideas you make have :D I'm very open to them!

And o this is not Tim's confession. This is more like a…step into that direction. :)