I looked down at the paper rereading the message that Joker left for me. I flipped it over seeing there's more to it. I read:

Oh before I forget, she would have coffee in the cafe on 6th every day at this time. Mr. Wuertz would be in a bar around 4. Early drinker! Remember be back at 5.

I rolled my eyes as I walked the streets of Gotham. I finally got out of the Narrows and at the edge of city. He said 6th street but he also forget that I never seen this woman before. How am I supposed to know who she is? My eyes scanned the crowd searching for an Anna Ramerez. I fixed my dress by sliding my hands down the front of it. I am surprise he still remembers my dress size. My eyes landed on a woman who is sipping her coffee while reading the newspaper. Her hair is in a high pony tail and her slacks with a button up screams police officer. Also I caught sight of her badge on her hip. She must be on a lunch break. I took in a deep breath before walking over. I gave a smile touching the chair across from her, "Anna Ramerez?"

She looked up. Her eyes watched me suspiciously. I gave my nicest smile. I held out my hand, "I'm Hannah Walker. I am a third shift nurse at Gotham General. I help with your mother."

Her head perked up and her hand instantly met mine. I shook it keeping up with the facade. I gestured to the chair in front of me, "Mind if I sit with you?"

She shook her head, "Not at all."

She folded her news paper as I moved the chair. I folded my hands in front of me keeping my smile. I spoke, "Your mother is a wonderful woman. She always tell me about you. I find it sweet."

Anna gave a half smile, "I am sure the whole hospital knows of me."

He didn't say how I should go about it. I tilted my head side to side, "Parents do that. Mine did and it always embarrassed me. Hannah was a small child when she did this and that. My father always went on and on. I understand."

Anna pursed her lips before speaking, "What are you doing here?"

I pointed to the sky as if remembering something. I replied, "I remember your mother said you were a police officer."

She gave me a slow nod as trying to follow what I am saying. I continued, "You see... my husband he got into some trouble and was wondering if you can do us a favor."

Her lips went into a thin line. She shook her head 'no'. I reached over grabbing her hand giving it a light squeeze, "Please. We just... we need someone we can trust to make sure we would be okay. We..."

I closed my eyes for a moment. Forgive me my son for using you to do your father's dirty deeds. I took in a deep breath letting it out slowly, "We have a son... I worry for him."

I remembered I have a pocket picture in my wallet. I pulled it out showing it to her. I pointed to Joker well Jack and our son. I spoke softly, "I... just worry for us. If something were to happen to your mother, wouldn't you protect her too?"

I watched her suck in a breath thinking over my words. A loud sigh came from her. She answered, "I would... I would protect my mother no matter what. Okay, fine. Hannah am I right?"

I nodded. I waited for her to continue which she did, "I'll help. Anything you want. I'll help protect your family."

A big smile was played on my face. I jumped up giving the woman a hug. It surprised her as she didn't know what to do with her hands. I whispered, "Thank you so much. You have no idea how much this means to me."

I felt her hand lightly touch my shoulder patting it. Her voice came close to my ear, "Just let me know when you see suspicious acts towards your family and I'll be there."

I nodded. My chin lightly graze her shoulder. I pulled away, "Thank you so much. Like I said your mother is a sweet woman."

A smile was brought on her face, "She is a wonderful woman."

I looked at my watch, "I best to be going. I need to get home to cook dinner."

Anna nodded chuckling, "Make sure your family is fed well."

I gave a nod, "Of course. Hungry men can get whiny."

That made her laugh and I waved her bye. Now I need to find Michael Wuertz. I continued my way to head to the local bar that he might be at. Joker didn't give information about the bar. I would think this man would be at the local bar that is near the station. One down and one more to go. I checked my watch seeing it is 3:50. I guess these officers can only get a break when they can meaning weird lunch hours for them. I glanced at the sky seeing the sun shining its way through some clouds. My hand touched my wallet lightly. I whispered, "I'm sorry Eric..."

I moved my wallet to my side rubbing my neck. I continued on my path. I have an hour to work this man.

I sat on a bench in the park taking in my fresh air before I have to go back to the warehouse. The sun is setting bringing the sky to a beautiful orange and red. My leg cross over the other. My foot bobbed to the imaginary music as I took the scenery in. I closed my eyes leaning on the bench back. The remaining rays of the sun warm my body. A voice whispered in my ear, "It's well past 5 o'clock, sweet cheeks."

I didn't jump and kept my eyes closed, "I didn't know my way back."

He frowned not getting the reaction he wanted. He leaned on his forearms lacing his hands together. He squinted at the scenery. His thumb gestured to the sun, "You like this?"

I opened my eye glancing at him. I was almost taken back as he is without his grease paint. I guess so no one sees him and be like GET HIM. I studied his face seeing the scars marring his face. I shifted in my seat putting a hand on his cheek. He flinched not expecting the touch. My thumb lightly grazed against his scars. His tongue went across his lips. I whispered, "What happened, Jack?"

He squinted while he clenched his hands together. I noticed the change in behavior. I removed my hand away from his face looking straight ahead. I fixed the non-existent crease in my dress, "Sorry. I... when I see you now I think what you used to be and I miss that. I know how much that angers you and I'm tired of getting the brunt end of your anger."

He stayed silent for a few moments before speaking, "I heard from the uh guys you uh... called me Mr. J."

I rolled my eyes, "That was because I was sure you kill me if I called you Puddin' in front of them. Image and all."

His joker side started to show as he wagged his finger at me. He spoke condescendingly, "Oh no no no. I wouldn't kill you. Oh no. You are far too precious for me to kill. I have plans with you. So many many plans."

I swallowed, "So you did thought of killing me off?"

He answered, "Not today, sweet cheeks."

I felt a relief wash over me. The feeling that I might not be in the river is good well at least for today. He does think on killing me. He spoke once again, "I... uh I like the name Mr. J. Better than Puddin' and Jack."

I stood up stretching. His eyes followed my muscles move in the swoop of the back of the dress. His lips ran over his lips and the start of his scars. I gestured to a direction, "Aren't you going to lead me home? I told you I don't know my way back. I know you wouldn't let me run. You would find me like now."

He smirked standing up straight. I noticed he is dawning a light purple button up tucked into a pair of deep black purple slacks. It seemed he just left his vest and tie at the warehouse. His feet brought him infront of me. The street light flicked on signaling there is no other light yet as the moon is rising. In an instant, his hand gripped my cheeks squishing them inward. I winced as I felt pain. His smile spread across his face. He spoke, "You did a good job for me today, Madeline. I expect you to keep it up for your sake."

I clawed at his hands to get him to let go. He didn't, of course not. I tried speaking, "Leteh go ofph me."

His face went amused. The smile never leaving his face. Not like it could considering the scars. He gave one squeeze before roughly running his fingers down my cheeks bringing my face downward. I brought my hand to my cheeks and mouth rubbing it gently. I didn't look at him but his laughter carried to my ears. While he was laughing he spoke, "Can't be late in going home!"

His hand gripped my bicep tightly. He dragged me through the city in the shadows till we made it to the warehouse. I underestimated how gone he is.

Hey guys! Thank you for reviewing! I had to ask one of my best friends on her opinion on the Joker and he is slightly out of character but she is helping me making him more cynical. She helped me a bit with this chapter on Joker's part. I hope you guys enjoy this! I also hope you guys have a wonderful day. Enjoy :)