The man across from me, name's Derek, haven't said a word yet. I sipped my drink before speaking, "What is it that I can do for you?"

He breathed out, "You look like you haven't changed a bit... Other than your hair is now longer and you wear long clothing."

I nursed my drink in my hands, "Life does that to you. So you seem to found me and decided to talk. I am sorry for your sister's death but I couldn't do anything about it."

Derek leaned back in his chair while answering, "I know you couldn't do anything about it. I see that now. I am sorry that I treated the way I did in middle school. I wish things were different."

I snorted, "Your sister would still be alive. I know."

It was quiet between the two of us. I looked up at the man who seemed to age to 35 like his sister would of been if she was here. His black hair slicked to the side giving an old retro feeling about him. I nodded to him, "It seems you've grown up."

A smile was brought to his lips, "Yeah I'm not that dorky looking guy anymore. I actually landed a wife and a couple kids along the way."

My thoughts went back to when Jack and I first found out we were expecting.

I stared at the pregnancy test waiting for the line or lines to show. I missed my period for a couple months but I have not shown any symptoms. Jack was at work and I called in sick. An intern can call in sick when they feel the need to. Well I mean anyone could but interns have more flexibility than when I would be able to become doctor at the Arkham Asylum. I waited for the test to read me the results but it was simply taking too long. I got impatient and went to do laundry for the time being. That would keep my mind away from it and have time pass. I didn't hear the door open and close as I was in the laundry room deep into the house. The laundry thing seem to work as I completely forgot about the test resting on a washcloth. Well I did till now when the door open and Jack is standing in the door way. His voice brought me out of my thoughts, "Mads? Madeline? When... how?"

I looked up from the wash to see him holding the pee stick. I know I am not mistaking when I see the results shining right back at me. I swallowed. It's true, I am pregnant. My throat went dry and I paused in putting clothes into the wash. Jack bounded down the steps till he was in front of me. He held it in between us. His voice got quieter, "When were you going to tell me?"

I licked my lips finding the courage to speak, "I... I was waiting for the results... I got impatient and decided to do laundry as it thinks. I was going to tell you in a creative way instead of this way. I didn't mean for you to find out like this. I was going to make it more memorable and fun..."

A smile cracked on Jack's lips-.

My memory lane broke when I heard a really familiar voice near, "Well... well..."

I looked to the owner of the voice. No make up and not in his usual get up. I eyed his clothing. He got that from my suitcase. Jerk I was going to wear the shirt tomorrow. Joker continued asking, "So uh Madeline, who's this?"

Derek looked between Joker and me. He grimaced at the sight of Joker. I gestured to Derek, "A surprise visit from Susie's twin brother, Derek."

Joker's tongue darted across his lips and edges of his scars. Derek's nose scrunched up lightly. I noticed it and I am sure Joker noticed it. I know I am going to get a scolding by the Joker for saying this but for the sake of this I am going to say it. I spoke trying to break the tension, "Derek, this is my husband Jack."

Derek did a twitch of the corner of his lip to react to my statement. I stood up grabbing my drink, "Thank you for the chat Derek. It's nice to know you are doing well. I best to be going home."

Derek hesitantly spoke, "Uh yeah, sure. Just uhm... call me sometime if you need any help."

My brows knitted together at the hint he was giving out. I placed a hand on Joker's chest to hold him back a little. I spoke in confusion, "I don't know what you are telling me. I don't need any help."

I noticed Joker had his hand in his pocket. I am sure playing with his knife. I need to make sure Derek doesn't say anything that could set Joker off. This is already getting him pretty ticked. My hand met with Joker's free hand and decided to give a tug. He didn't budge. I sighed, "Jack let's go. Eric is waiting for us to get him from the baby sitters."

Derek stood up lifting his hand up towards Joker, "You have a kid? With him?"

There goes that tone again that I noticed earlier. My lips went into a straight line. I took a step forward to be in front of Joker. I know the Joker is hardly holding back. I saw the glint of silver raise from his pocket. My voice came out taut, "What do you mean? What it sounds like-."

Joker interrupted me in a gravelly voice, "that she wouldn't have a child with a freak like me? Hm? Is that what you are uh saying Derek ole boy?"

I glanced behind me seeing Joker seething. I have a feeling he might have a stress reliever tonight. Derek held his hands up in defense, "That's not what I am saying."

I had my hands behind me that were grabbing the front of Joker's button up. Derek couldn't see it. I felt anger. Anger that someone would say something of the sort then take it back when clearly that is what they are saying. The Joker took his eyes off one second of Derek to look at the short brunette in front of him. His brow raised before he smirked. His eyes went right back to the man who is disgusting to him. I spoke tightly, "No, I think that is what you are saying, Derek. What my life choices and how my life comes to be is my decision. I chose Jack 14 years ago and I would choose him all over again. You do not have any say what my life to be like."

Joker cannot hold his excitement he feels for the woman in front of him. She's getting all angry and feisty and possibly murderous. Derek looked around to the patrons which are close to none. What he didn't know was it was Joker's henchmen to keep a close eye on Madeline. Of course Joker would never tell the woman in front of him that he did that. He made sure it was the men that he knew years ago that know of his and her relationship before he became the Joker. He just pushed them off the edge to get them almost to the same level as him. Now he is slowly bringing her with him. I felt something cool touch the palm of my hand after my hand been pried off of the shirt. My thumb lightly grazed across the coolness knowing exactly what was placed in my hand. His knife. My eyes met Derek's. Derek spoke after what was god knows how long of silence, "You had a thing going after high school. Going to med school and everything. Now you are this."

I felt Joker's hand wrap around my knife welding hand for me to close my hand around the hilt. I spoke in matter-of-fact, "I have you know I finished school. I got my PH.D in Psychiatry."

The knife seem to find his lower stomach. I heard him gasp. I continued with another stab to the side, "I have a husband and had a child."

I took one last stab to his rib cage, "I have everything I needed. I don't need anyone telling me what I need and don't need. I know how to run my life and I like it the way it is."

The Joker couldn't hold in his giggles. His laughter filled the air as I took his knife out of the now dying body. His voice brought me out of my thoughts, "Now that is how daddy likes it!"

I felt his hand grab mine twirling me to face him. He is glad he cleared the cafe before anything was done. He messily danced with me. The knife still clutched in my hand glistening in red. Joker's smile went wider than anything. His lips met my own. It was a little sloppy but that was because we never stopped moving. His hand took the knife out of my hand as he twirled me away from him. He took the time to wipe the blood off with a napkin. My body wavered to steady itself from the spinning. My hands met the sides of my head. A gruff voice called out to Joker, "Uh Boss."

The Joker stopped humming to look where the voice came from. The Joker's legs took long strides before he caught the falling maiden. He grunted as he adjusted the now dead weight. His lips went into a firm line, "I was close."

The man came back from dumping the body, "Maddie has a moral compass, you know that."

The Joker's brown eyes shot up to meet the man's. Joker replied, "She never had a moral compass. She is slowly going down down down into the rabbit hole."

The man, named Keith, shook his head. The Joker looked down at his unconscious wife muttering to himself, "Down down into the rabbit hole you shall go."

I hope this chapter is good like the other ones. I am trying to have her slowly go down into the insane category. Let me know of any suggestions or thoughts on it :) I greatly appreciate it. ALSO, Happy Valentine's Day, guys! I hope you guys have a wonderful day and week. :) Enjoy!