I moved slowly clutching Eric's giraffe to my chest. My fingers curled around the knob. I took a deep breath and opened the door. My eyes darted around the room to see what was destroyed. The sheets were messed around half on the floor. The photos of Jack and I were placed face down. I stepped towards the bed seeing Jack's watch which normally sit on the night stand for the night hasn't rested there in years. I placed Eric's giraffe on the bed heading around the bed to the bathroom. I noticed his shaver is gone as well as towels littered everywhere. I bent down picking up a towel. I inspected the towel seeing there are huge amounts of blood. My heart started to race as I found more that are just like that. I whispered, "What happen to you Jack?"

My hands clenched tightly at the towel. I let out a little scream throwing the towel against the wall. The left over bathroom supplies rest on the counter till I pushed it all off with my arms. Clatter sounded through the bathroom and bedroom. I leaned against the counter with tears welling up. My knuckles are turning white. My life was so nice with a husband, child, house and a job. Eric is gone and Jack is gone. From the evidence in the bathroom, something happened to Jack. Something bad. I raised my fist and mustered my strength. My fist met with the mirror shattering. Bits and pieces of glass embedded in my knuckles.I flexed my hurt fingers to relieve the pain. I bent down finding the first aid kit underneath the sink. At least some things aren't moved around. I popped it open seeing very scarce supplies. I rubbed my forehead with my unhurt hand. I sighed pulling out the tweezers and worked my magic to bound my wound.

I closed the bathroom door behind me. More bloodied towels littered around the floor. I headed to the closet seeing the clothing bar half up and half down. The clothes which were on hangers fell towards the ground as gravity calls for it. Most of Jack's purple shirts were missing. I turned away from the closet. I rubbed my eyes till I saw stars. This is taking a toll on me than usual. I removed my hands seeing the bed in its messed up glory. I wonder if it still smells like Jack. I slowly crawled into bed kicking off my sneakers. I rolled in the sheets smelling for a scent. I breathed out heavily. It smells like him as if he never left. I could feel my eyelids drop and I quickly fell asleep with the scent of Jack and Eric's giraffe at my side.

Jack fixed his purple button up shirt in the mirror, "Sweet cheeks, I'm going to be late."

I walked up behind him watching him in the mirror. I jokingly pouted, "But you promised to watch a movie with me."

Jack slipped on his tie fixing it. His eyes looked behind him through the mirror meeting my own. Jack spoke, "A parent instruction video isn't my type of movie, sweets."

I stuck out my tongue, "What happens if something to happen to he or she?"

I couldn't help but rub my swollen stomach lovingly. He turned around flipping his collar down. His hands lightly gripped at my biceps. He smirked, "We will figure it out on the way. I don't believe in that mumbo jumbo."

I continued to lightly rub my stomach. I felt Jack's hands slid down to where my hands rest. He spoke, "We will be fine. Don't worry."

I looked up at him into his brown eyes. I scanned up his body seeing his black slacks and purple button up. I snorted, "As long they don't wear as much purple as you do."

He frowned tapping my nose, "You know purple is my favorite color."

I waved my hand around in the air, "Yeah yeah, I know Puddin'."

I could hear him groan beside me. He knows I use that name to tease him. He was the one who ended up getting chocolate pudding on his face. Not me. It just stuck. I felt his hands rub lovingly on my stomach. His voice went husky, "You know... I could take you down in a heart beat for looking this attract-ive."

I pressed my hands against his chest laughing, "No way! It all started with you getting too handsy during our wedding night."

His arm wrapped around my lower back. Unfortunately I was turned sideways for the protruding stomach. His lips sent kisses from my collar bone up to my neck to my jaw bone. Goosebumps raised the hairs on my skin. Jack whispered in my ear deeply, "You have weaknesses as well."

I bit my lip trying to wiggle out of his grip. He instantly let me go. I headed to the bed grabbing his black suit jacket. I looked away from him knowing he is smirking in all his glory. Jack stepped closer grabbing the jacket from me but didn't pull away before he whispered once more in my ear, "You love it."

I could feel my knees buckle which he caught on and his arm wrapped around my waist. He gently led me to the bed to sit. I spoke, "I hate you."

His lips crashed onto mine. He pulled away smirking pulling on his jacket, "You know you love me."

I answered, "I do Jack, don't you forget it."

He winked exiting the room leaving me in my sexual frustrations. That man is going to kill me one day.

Joker gently placed each grenade in his purple suit coat. He should pay the mobs' therapy session a visit. If he recall of the address that was given to him by a lackey, it is in a warehouse. Joker pulled out a spool of purple thread and started to tie it to the pins of the grenades. They think they should have their therapy session in the daylight to hide from ole Batsy. At the last grenade he let the thread go longer. The thread was placed in between his teeth. He let out a snort as the tiny threads ripped apart.

"Jack! Don't teach Eric that!"

The thread ripped up into two separate threads in between my teeth. Eric successfully was able to break his thread that was bothering the kid on his shirt. It comes in handy when you don't have anything to cut it with. Survival to the fittest. I turned my upper torso to look at the 5 foot 2 brunette woman. Her arms crossed over her chest. Eric hopped up holding up his thread, "Look what I did mama!"

She bent down to his height taking the thread out of his hand, "I see that. How about next time you go find some scissors or ask your dad or I to cut it off for you?"

I interrupted her smirking, "I'm going to tell him use his teeth again. Plus he's a man like his dad."

She looked up from our son sending a glare my way, "It could ruin his teeth. He's my little boy, Jack."

Eric piped up, "Mama! I am a man like daddy!"

She chuckled running her fingers through his light brown hair. I rested my arm ontop of my knee which was propped up. My eyes wandered from her head to her toes. She is small compared to my 6 foot height but nothing keeps her down. I watched her bop our son's nose with the tip of her finger making him laugh. I would not mind having another child. Not for the reason that Eric could have a playmate but her sex drive increased tenfold. Oh, I love it when she was pregnant with Eric. We tried ways that we never tried before. Her being pregnant did make her more attract-ive. Maybe when I get home, we can talk about it. Madeline spoke up bringing myself out of my thoughts, "Jack, Eric and I are going to go do errands while you're at work. I'll pick up some groceries before you come home."

Eric pulled at his mother's shirt, "Mama let's make daddy's favorite meal!"

Her smile brightened. I smirked, "I wouldn't mind that, Sweet cheeks."

She rolled her eyes standing up. My eyes watched her come closer. Her hand reached forward grabbing my tie. I felt her pull lightly. My smirk has not left my face, "Yes?"

She whispered, "I know what you are thinking and it's a maybe."

My smirk widened. I love this woman as she tends to my needs as I tend to hers. I felt her lips brush upon mine. As quickly it came, her lips left. She let go of my tie, "You're going to be late Jack."

I rolled my eyes pushing myself off the carpet, "They can handle things without me."

I pulled her towards me sending kisses on her skin. Eric's voice interrupted what I like to do, "Ewwww! Daddy stop that!"

I felt her chuckle in my arms. I sighed, "We need to talk later about something."

Her eyebrows raised, "Oh really?"

My eyes looked over at our son who is still making a disgusted face. My eyes flickered back to her giving her a nod. My tongue lightly grazed on my lips, "Yes. Be sure to be here when I get home. I like to see you both when I come home. Knowing you two are safe."

She shook her head with a smile on her face, "I know. I know. It isn't safe. Got it."

I tighten my grip on her waist, "Promise me, Madeline."

Her eyes stared into my own. She nodded, "Don't' I always?"

I let go of her giving a nod, "I know. I can't help but worry."

I went over to the chair grabbing my suit jacket. I pulled it on giving her a kiss and our son a kiss ontop of his head, "I'll see you two later."

I heard her answer, "It's a promise."

Joker snarled grabbing the chair hitting it against the desk breaking it. Why all the sudden memories of her and him decided to pop in his head? It is already bad enough that he couldn't find the two and think they are more likely dead. He does not need memories of his late wife and son. Joker closed his coat heading down the hallway seeing a couple henchmen he hired not too long ago. Joker spoke up making the henchmen freeze, "Uh... Bob... come here for a second."

The henchman lifted up from his spot heading to the Joker. Joker eyed the glistening weapon at Bob's side. The joker's hand went to Bob's side and pulled the safety off. In one shot, Bob laid dead on the ground. Joker's tongue darted over his scars and lips, "I'll uh... be out for a bit."

His legs went over the body heading to the door. He piped up, "Take out the trash uh will ya?"

The henchmen scrambled to pick up Bob's dead body. They don't want to anger their boss any further. Whatever happen they don't want to get mixed up in it. Joker has a little date with a few mobs to go to.

Okay guys! Here is the next chapter! I hope you guys really enjoy it. Once again thank you thank you for reviewing, guests. It means alot to me :) I am going to apologize once again ahead of time if Joker seems to be OOC. I am trying to get a grip on him as much as I can. He is difficult from what I normally write with. Anywho, enjoy guys :) This is a long chapter.