Joker drummed his fingers against his pant leg. His minions taping up the doctor's hands to the guns. Joker has an idea for his sweet little sister-in-law but he can't put it into action. Not yet. He needs his wife to be a little more sane right now. If he does get caught by Batman and GCPD, he needs his little doctor to bail him out. Joker stood up from the chair heading to the backroom where he knows his wife is hiding out. Joker opened the door and quickly closed it behind him. Sweet smell of honeysuckle filled his nostrils. A small smile played on his lips. He took a deep breath of it when the door of the bathroom opened. Steam blew out of the tiny room showing a hot shower was finished. I wrapped a towel around my body as I was stepping out into the room. I looked up seeing the Joker standing by the door way. His feet took 5 overly-dramatic steps towards me before I felt his arms wrap around my toweled waist. I have a feeling that his Jack is peeking out of his Joker. He buried his nose into my neck. My wet hair clinging to my shoulders and now his face. I chuckled, "What are you doing?"

He mumbled against my skin, "Just taking you in. Have I told you I love the way you smell?"

A smile grew on my lips, "Million of times."

Jack was twirling my hair with his index finger. I was busying writing a paper for my doctorates and he seem to not being able to not bother me. I mean I don't mind but this is my final paper that I have to turn in before the term is finished. Jack rested his chin on my bare shoulder. His brown eyes stared taking in my features. His voice came out quiet, "Have I told you that... I cannot stop smelling your smell?"

I stopped mid typing before raising my eyebrow. I glanced at him. Our eyes met. I answered, "No, no you haven't."

Jack smiled. His finger continued to twirl around the strand of hair. He spoke, "It is like this honeysuckle mixed with vanilla. Mostly honeysuckle. You smell so...sweet. "

His tongue went over his lips. Habit of his but not many would notice. I noticed cause I take the time to take in his habits and features. Not because that is what I am going to do for a living but I want to. This is the man I married a couple months ago. I am sure he noticed habits of mine. He is analytical. Jack moved stopping with his twirling. He sat up straight, "That came out weird, didn't it?"

I blinked, "What? No. I uhm... just spaced out. I was thinking of the man I married. He smells like fresh rain in the woods. So refreshing."

Jack raised his brows, "Who is this husband that I need to chase down? You hiding out on me?"

I shook my head as I elbowed him in his chest, "Shut up, it's you."

Jack moved my laptop from my lap. I gave him a weird look. Before I knew it, his hands cupped my cheeks has he leaned forward. His lips captured mine. I chuckled in the kiss. That jerk distracting me from my paper.

I felt the Joker tug on my towel. I tightened my hold on my towel. He growled, "Madeline."

I spoke in the same tone, "Jack."

Joker let go of me groaning, "When?"

He pointed his index finger in my face, "You are killing me slowly."

I rolled my eyes as I started braiding my hair, "Oh, shut up. What are you doing back here? Don't you have preparations to do?"

Joker turned around flexing his fingers, "Keith and the goons got a hold of it. I don't need to babysit them all the time."

I pointed my finger at the door, "Keith I understand but those guys you keep finding... well they aren't all that stable. You know it."

I removed my towel placing it on the bed. Joker happened to turn around and all of the his breath left his body. Joker clenched his fists tightly. Joker's eyes trailed slowly taking in every detail. More scars were added since he last seen his wife's body. The only scar his wife had when he last saw her was the C-section scar. Joker noticed that scar isn't as prominent as some others. Joker wet his lips. Joker's voice came out husky, "Madeline... you know..."

I didn't look up from the outfit that I was trying to fix. I thought I untangled the straps. I hummed, "Hm?"

I didn't hear the Joker take a few steps closer to me. His hand startled me as he placed it on that one scar. That scar. His lips was close to my ear, "You can't see it anymore."

I froze looking at him. His tongue came out and licked the ends of his scars. I spoke quietly and grew louder, "I see it. I know it's there. I seen it multiple times. You may not see it as it is accompanied by OTHER scars but I can SEE it."

Joker's hand slowly went away before gripping my hands tightly. He pulled me against him and instantly I tried struggling out of his grip. Joker breathed, "Accept the scars."

He moved one hand gripping both of my wrists as the other petted the side of my face. He cooed, "You know... uh you are still that dazzling dame I've met all those years ago. THOSE SCARS are invisible to me. To me, does that count? Is that it? Is that why I cannot touch or pleasure my girl? She is too ashamed of herself?"

I struggled not wanting to hear what he has to say. I whined, "Let go of me, Jack."