I rubbed my temples in annoyance. I forgot how many security measures they need the doctors to go through. I forgot how stupid they were. I was able to finish going through majority of them today and have to do some more tomorrow. I spoke with my previous boss today explaining in detail what happened on the day Eric and I got kidnapped. It brought unnecessary tears but it is what I needed to do in order to get my job back. I glared at each and one of the staff that walked past me. One man stopped though peering down at me. I looked up about to give them a nasty look till it softened. I breathed out, "Keith."

Keith looked around before settling his eyes down, "How is it going?"

I rubbed my neck while moving it side to side, "I took majority of the measures... I have some more tomorrow. I forgot how annoying it all was. I'll be back in my old job in no time."

Keith nodded and continued walking down the hall to go upstairs. Upstairs is where I am sure Joker is held. It is where all criminally insane are kept. I am sure that is where he is going to tell Joker about my situation. I crossed my right leg over my left. I bit my lip. It was wrong of me to say no to Joker. It was especially when I am wanting it as well. I just... cannot bring myself to accept that he became this murdering criminally insane clown. There are some Jack qualities left in him. I cannot help but remember the man that I married 12 years ago. I let out a big sigh slumping my shoulders. No matter what I will not get my original husband back. He is too far gone. I still love the man that I met 14 years ago. It is the matter of getting passed the fact he is what he is. A voice interrupted my thoughts, "Mrs. Napier."

I looked up at the source. Mr. Jacobs stood in one of the entryways. In his hands hold the results of my current security measures. I stood up waiting for his next words. Mr. Jacobs gestured inside the room which I followed in. His voice came out snooty, "Please, Mrs. Napier sit down."

I inwardly cringed. I never met this man till today and he is already on my list to stay away from. He closed the door behind him. He walked around me a little too close for comfort. His words gave me chills and it's not the good kinds like Joker gives, "Madeline... Can I call you Madeline?"

I swallowed, "Uhm... No. It's Mrs. Napier, please."

He ignored my request and continued, "Madeline it seems that you... passed the current security measures. Tomorrow would be your psych test."

I moved out of the way of his wormy finger tips when I felt them touch my shoulder blades. I spoke up, "Excuse me... Can you not touch me?"

He moved my chair back and lightly touched my cheek, "Oh... but it is going to waste... It says you have no husband to look after you, care for you and love you."

I stood up instantly having the chair fall with a clatter. Just in time, my previous boss Mr. Richards entered the room. He blinked taking in the situation, "Oh Madeline... you're still here?"

Mr. Richards looked between the two occupants in the room. I clenched my jaw pushing past Richards heading out of the hall. Mr. Richards pointed at Mr. Jacobs, "We'll talk."

Mr. Richards jogged to catch up with me who is almost to the stairway. I decided not to wait for the elevator. Keith walked out of the elevator seeing me rushing to the stairs. His brows furrowed. A voice called to me, "Madeline! Wait!"

It's Mr. Richards. I clenched the handle hard stopping in my rush. The patter of nice shoes started to slow. Mr. Richards breathed out, "For a woman in heels... you can run."

I could feel my teeth grind together. Mr. Richards took in my quietness. He spoke softly, "What happened in there? He was supposed to let you know you could go home."

I turned around angry, "You... you hired that filth! He sexually harassed me! I... I..."

I couldn't find the words. Mr. Richards knew of my history with the mobsters. What they did... Keith stayed in the shadows listening to the conversation. He looked up at the floor above where Joker resides. If he hears about this... he would tear this asylum upside down. Mr. Richards took a step closer, "I'm sorry Mads..."

I let go of the handle. My hands touched my body as I spoke shakily, "I can never forget what they done to me. They mutilated me. They raped me. They... raped me in front of my own damn son!"

Keith frowned. Oh boss definitely will not like this. He is sure the woman who is stuck in memories did not tell Joker. I could feel tears start to threaten. I sniffled, "Great... just great... I... probably don't look sane at all... I want to get my job... my career back and this happens."

Mr. Richards frowned before wrapping his arms around my shoulders. I felt my body shake. Mr. Richards whispered, "This... this doesn't affect you at all. This is a normal response. Now... if you were to be murdering every man then that would hurt your chances."

I pulled away from his embrace. I wiped my eyes with the palm of my hand, "Did you just make a joke to cheer me up?"

Mr. Richards was like a father I never had. My father ran out on my mother, sister and I when we were young. I saw a father in Mr. Richards and Joker well Jack at the time knew it too. He knew I regarded this man as my father. Mr. Richards gave a small smile, "I made you distracted. Anyways... let's go by my office and I'll make you a cup of tea. We will talk about when you will start."

I pointed down the hall, "What about... him?"

Mr. Richards glanced behind him before nodding, "You won't see him any longer. I promise. I'll talk with him while you stay in my office drinking your tea."

I nodded. Mr. Richards wrapped an arm around my shoulders guiding me to his office which happens to be on the floor above. He specializes in the criminally insane. It would not make sense if his office was some bottom floor. He argued with the head to get his office up there and that he would be fine. He trusts in his doctors and employees.

I couldn't help but look at each and one of the door to see if I can maybe... just maybe find the Joker. I peered into each window but my height wouldn't allow me to see anything. I sighed, "Mr. Richards... thank you. I miss having my career here at Arkham."

The wrinkles of Mr. Richards face crinkled more as he smiled, "I miss having you here."

The Joker could hear voices in the hall. He hopped off his cot heading to the door. He loomed into the window seeing his girl walking with... The Joker raked his mind for the name. He remember the man as he was invited a couple times to their home for dinner. Joker clicked his tongue, "Mr. Derek Richards..."

Joker nodded as he thought the name was right. It sounded right. Joker peered a little his forehead touching the cool glass. His wife turned to Mr. Richards. The Joker's fists clenched as he could see his girl's face all blotchy. He wants to get out there and keep her in here. Away from whatever. Joker turned around finding the chair his temporary doctor sits in. He grabbed it lifting it up in the air. He was about to throw it against the wall or door which ever he decides but he slowly put it down. He can't afford to lose his mind. He needs to make his sweet cheeks his doctor. He needs to stay in this area. Joker licked his lips. Maybe he could ask Keith about what happened. That's what he would do.

I nursed my tea cup in my lap. Mr. Richards rubbed his face, "Let me see about getting him out of here."

I nodded in agreement. Mr. Richards reached around his desk pulling out a badge. He slapped it on his desk in front of me, "I still have your badge. Your husband... Jack he returned it some years ago when he couldn't find you. I felt he lost hope."

I sighed inwardly. You don't know the story, Mr. Richards. I looked down at my tea cup. I rubbed the porcelean with my index finger, "I wish... I wish I knew where he was so... I can tell him what happened to our son. Jack played a big part in Eric's life and... I don't think I can see him so heartbroken once he learns of our son's death."

Joker was heartbroken. I am sure that the person who killed our son is still out there. Once Joker finds him, well the guy isn't gonna be in one piece. Mr. Richards rubbed his cheek moving it to the back of his neck. Mr. Richards pushed himself off his desk, "I'll go talk with him to tell him he's gone."

I nodded and with that being said Mr. Richards left the room. I sipped on the tea. My eyes darted to the door that Mr. Richards left through. I could easily go out there and find the Joker. I shook my head, "No. He would kill me if I ruin this."

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