Madeline's POV

I tied my shoulder length hair into a bun to keep the strands away as I move stuff around in the house. I closed the box filled with Eric's clothing swallowing a big lump. A knock brought my attention behind me. I turned around seeing Keith with his hands in his pockets. Keith nodded his head up, "You okay?"

I sniffled lightly touching the cardboard box, "No... Jac-I mean Jay should be here. He should be helping me put away our son's stuff. I don't want to. I want our fmaily back. I want to have Jack back with Eric. I feel... Jack died about the same time Eric did."

Keith let out a breath, "I know Mads. You can't change him back to what he used to be. He's Joker now and he does kill."

I clenched my fists. My voice came out low, "He isn't the only who killed, Keith! I killed! I killed some people even his and my son!"

Keith stared at the now shaking woman in front of him. Keith shook his head, "Madeline you aren't like the boss. The boss is a different type of person."

I shook my head turning around. I wagged my finger at him, "Oh no no no."

Gesturing to the direction where Arkham lies, I continued, "Him and I are the same. No one notices it! I notice it cause that's what I went to school for!"

My lips went into a firm line as I huffed out air through my nose. I turned back to the cardboard box fiddling with the corner. I didn't look at Keith as I spoke the next few words, "Just leave Keith. I want to be alone."

I didn't hear his footsteps walk away as he left me alone. My jaw clenched as I tried fighting back the tears. I grabbed the box throwing it across the room denting the cardboard. Some of the clothes started to leak out of the top. I ran a hand through my hair turning my heel. I slammed the door behind me heading to my room. I need to take a break from that.

Joker's POV

I snarled, "I am keeping my make up!"

A big brute was holding back my arms after I woke up from sedation. A male doctor with his hands clasped behind him, "Joker I presume? You must know our rules as you are here for a very long time. Meaning no make up."

A nurse flinched when I struggled whenever she got too close. The brute behind me grabbed onto my arms tighter. I didn't dare show the pain and exhaustion my arms are giving me. I will not give this idiot the satisfaction. I didn't have time react when I felt the needle puncture my skin releasing a sedative. I felt my world start to get blurry. I thrashed around successfully hitting the brute in the face. The sedative worked quickly... I wonder how much they just injected. Where is my sweet cheeks when I need her?

Madeline's POV

I looked myself in the mirror fixing my grey pencil skirt. It's been a while since I worn this...Well five years is a while. My hands found the cuffs of my lavender blouse pulling on them to hide the scars resting on my skin. I am sure that Arkham doesn't know that I am alive or found yet which means I would have to go there and claim for my rightful spot. I think this looks fine. My heels clicked against our tile floor as I reached over grabbing my clutch. Time to get my old job back.

A smile brightened my face as I held the letter in my hands. A letter saying I was accepted a position in Arkham Asylum. A door opened letting out steam. MY eyes shot up seeing a thin but toned man rubbing a towel in his wavy brunette hair. I jumped up from the bed holding the letter out, "Jack! Look!"

Jack let his towel rest ontop of his head. He peered out of the towel questioning why his wife is all excited. Jack grabbed the letter from my hands. I watched as one hand was slowly rubbing the water out of his hair and the other holding the letter. His eyes scanned the paper taking in each detail. A smile broadened on his face. In an instant, I felt arms wrap around my waist lifting me up in the air. His face buried itself in my waist. I giggled, "Jack! Watch it!"

Jack spun me in a circle as much as he can with a towel wrapped around his waist. Jack shook his head, "But I can't! You got the job that you always wanted."

I ran a hand through his wet hair. I looked lovingly into his brown pool of eyes, "Of course not without you. You helped me when I needed it."

Jack set both of my feet down. His lips crashed onto mine which I eagerly returned. He pulled away, "Our lives are coming together at last."

I nodded in agreement, "You are high in your company and I finally got a job that my degree is worth for."

Jack bopped my nose, "You have the brains and looks for it, sweet cheeks."

I rolled my eyes, "Oh stop it Puddin'."

Jack smiled, "It's true, Madeline. They not only hired you for what you have going on here."

He tapped his head before continuing, "But you also have this going on."

I felt his hands run up and down my sides following the curves. I felt my cheeks blush, "Shut up."

Jack smirked before burying his face into my neck. I felt his teeth nip at my skin which earned a yelp from me. Jack's voice came out husky, "We should have a celebratory dinner and dessert."

I moved his face so it is in front of mine. My lips peck his, "Of course darlin'."

Jack startled me by picking me up bridal carrying me to the bed, "Dessert first!"

I laughed as he let go of my body which resulted it to bounce on the mattress.

I sighed moving my hair away from my face. Let's get this over with. Hopefully Joker didn't burn the place down before I am able to persuade the asylum into his wants.