Joker tapped his thumbs against his thighs. His wife should be coming in soon. He will see what the damages his grateful brother done to her. It's been two days. Two days since his brother laid a finger on his wife. He's sure she fought back. The Joker did notice changes within her which is good. He will have his queen to rule over Gotham. He never lost his queen but she never was at her full potential. Now she is getting there. Joker's lips twitched upward. A little giggle bubbled past his lips. He couldn't help it. Things are going according to plan for her. His eyes flickered to the door when he heard the locks move. His lips continued to stay upward as the door opened. His brow raised upward when he saw his wife walk in with her hair down. His eyes narrowed at the sight of bruising on her cheek. His fists gripped his pants tightly. Joker's fingers stretched out then gripped the fabric again. The sounds of heel shuffles and Joker's breathing was the only thing breaking the silence. I looked up from my clipboard and my hand was about to put my hair behind my ear but I hesitated and stopped myself. Joker noticed that. I spoke softly, "Now the last few sessions we spoke about your past. Your family life doesn't seem..."

I moved papers up from my clipboard to view my notes, "Optimal. Are there anything else you want to add to your past?"

Joker let out a deep breath through his nose. His voice came out husky, "Well...If you don't mind I uh..."

The light went off on his cell camera. He started to appreciate the little geek in the camera room. The little geek would cover up the missing footage by using saved footage of his little wife's sessions. Joker stared at his wife. Joker's voice came out lower than normal, "You aren't uh telling me something, sweet cheeks."

I scoffed, "Your little henchman told you everything. I am sure of it."

Joker licked his lips, "It's uh because a little missy..."

He stood up with his back hunched over. The Joker took a few steps going around his seated wife. His eyes never left mine own. He stopped behind me leaning down to my ear. His warm breath tickled the shell of my ear. His voice came out husky as he reached up moving the strands of hair out of my face, "A uh little missy wouldn't tell me anything."

His ruby red lips lightly grazed against my ear trailing to my cheek and jaw bone. I was able to get his makeup back to him. My breathing hitched making his lips turn into a smirk. I licked my lips. The Joker spoke against my skin, "You uh know you need to be punished."

I finally found my voice, "I... I couldn't tell you... I didn't want to sabotage your plan, Jay. I knew you will want to break the plan and... kill him."

Joker's fingers lightly touched my chin turning my head towards him. His lips trailed against my skin. I am sure his red lip paint smeared. Joker stopped at the corner of my lips. I closed my eyes. Joker moved my hair to the other side. His fingers lightly ran across my neck going to my jaw bone. I breathlessly spoke, " J-Jay... I am sorry."

Joker whispered, "You really should be punished, sweet cheeks."

I felt his fingers move to my doctor's coat. I reached up grabbing his hand to stop him. I spoke quietly, "Jack..."

I am torturing him and I know that. Joker pulled away and he lightly touched my cut and bruise. I flinched. Joker snarled, "I'm going to kill him."

I reached up and grabbed his hand pulling it down to my lap, "I cleaned Eric's grave..."

Joker's eyes studied his wife. I stood up fixing my coat. I threw my hands in the air, "That... that bastard's blood..."

Joker knew one way well a couple ways to relieve the stress and anger of his wife. He already tried one way that could help himself as well. Joker licked his lips as he watched his wife clench and unclench her fists. Joker saw glimpses of what his wife can do and the results of it. Joker's lips grew into a big grin. He finally get to see more than just a glimpse what his wife can do. His excitement started to bubble up. I ran a hand through my hair, "That bastard's blood stained our baby's gravestone. It's clean but I know that man's blood seeped through."

I looked around the room to find anything. Anything that I can throw. Joker pushed my chair closer to me as if to encourage it. Joker's tongue licked his lips in excitement. I didn't notice he did that but when I turned around I found the chair and clipboard. This is the one time I am glad the cell is soundproof. For some reason it is soundproof. I grabbed the clipboard and threw it across the room. The papers flew out of the clipboard. It didn't satisfy me. I grabbed the fold up chair and swung against the wall. The Joker giggled wringing his hands together. He stepped forward and I felt his hands rest on my cheeks. The tips of his fingers are getting tangled in my hair. His yellow teeth shown through his big smile. He spoke with great excitement, "Oh, Mads. This... This is exciting!"

My hands rested ontop of his. The warmth of his hands was comforting. Joker's brown eyes looked deep into mine. His right hand moved from my cheek and ran through my hair. His warm breath brushed against my face, "You make it really hard for me not to just punish you."

My tongue ran across my lips. My heart is beating against its cage. I whispered, "For what?"

His lips stretched into a big smile. His scars making it looks bigger. He started to giggle while speaking, "Being so vexing."

I couldn't help but let out a giggle. Joker tried to stiffle his laugh. The Joker placed his forehead on mine. His tongue ran across his lips. I spoke quietly, "I am sure I always been vexing to you."

Joker crashed his lips onto mine. It was rough. I could feel the sense of want and need. He pulled away and couldn't help but giggle. He bounced on the balls of his feet. His hand touched my lips as to smear something. I grabbed his hand looking at the hint of white but mostly red paint. I moved away from him quickly going to his sink. My reflection shows the paint smears on my cheek and lips. I turned on the sink and started to vigorously scrub. Joker took a few long steps forward. He hunched over my shoulder. His hand moved my hair from my face. He took a good look at my face with a grin, "Uh... You know the uh paint... Looks good on you."

I lightly elbowed him, "Shut up."

A clear of a throat happened behind us. We both instantly turned around. Joker's eyes glint with murderous intent. Mine shown nervousness and hint of killing intent. The person held up their hands, "Woah, woah there I just bring food. I didn't realize your session was still going."

Joker snarled, "You are interrupting."

I turned back around continuing to scrub. I spoke, "Keith... I suggest you get out of here. You cannot be in here while his session is still going."

Keith started to backtrack his steps, "Alright... I get it. Your looks look like they can kill. 10 minutes, Madeline. Uh... Finish whatever you were doing before they notice your session is going longer than normal."

Keith exited the cell leaving the husband and wife by themselves. I looked up at my reflection with water dripping from my nose. I grabbed the towel that was hanging off his sink. Joker grabbed the chair fixing it. He knew that if he doesn't fix it up at least they would punish him for making a mess. They wouldn't dare think it was their own doctor who did it. They may even put him in a straitjacket which he doesn't want to be in. He knelt down to the ground to grab the papers underneath his cot. He reached for the papers. The Joker sighed, "You know uh..."

I turned around running a hand through my hair. A sigh left my lips, "Jay..."

Joker eyed his wife. I looked up catching his eyes. I felt my breath being taken away. The tip of my tongue ran across my top lip. His eyes caught the movement and I noticed it. I rushed towards him feeling the remaining adrenaline pump through. His hands gripped my shoulders as our lips crashed together. I ran a hand through his greasy locks. 10 minutes. We wouldn't go far but at least I get some sexual tension away. His left hand slid down my shoulder to my waist. He gripped it hard pulling me closer. I gasped at the sudden pull and he took that moment to shove his tongue in my mouth. I could feel the dominance radiating off of him. I tugged his hair a little and he growled. He moved his mouth to my ear, "You really shouldn't uh done that, uh sweet cheeks."

My chest heaved up and down. I mumbled, "I'm sorry..."

Joker's lips turned into a smirk, "Don't mess with uh fire... You'll get burned."

I turned to him searching his eyes, "I've been torched years ago. I'm fine with fire in fact I embrace it."

Joker placed one last bruising kiss on my lips. I placed my hands on his cheeks. I nipped his bottom lip which I got a snarl in return. He pulled away and licked his lips furiously. I glanced at the door seeing Keith's shape by the door. Joker glanced at the door before he grabbed my wrist pulling me closer to him. His breath played on my lips, "You will be punished, Madeline."

I couldn't help but give a half smirk, "I look forward to it."

He let go of my wrist knowing the time is up. I grabbed my clipboard heading to the door. A loud smack echoed in his cell. I jumped a little rubbing my ass. I hissed, "Jack!"

Joker couldn't help but smile big as he watched his wife and his best friend switch places. He watched as Keith stop her and gestured to her face. His wife vigorously wiped at her face. The Joker could see the red paint staining her coat sleeve. His wife placed the clipboard underneath her armpit as she rolled up her sleeves to hide the stains. Joker cannot wait to give his wife her punishment even she looks forward to it. He giggled in excitement while Keith closed the door. The red light turned back on to continue recording. He was glad he has many signals for different time lengths. At least he turned that frown upside down! It brought out more fits of giggles.