Joker was bouncing on his feet know his wife will be walking through the door. The only thing he has on him for restraint are handcuffs. He can actually walk like a normal person. The door unlocked and there stood his wife and Keith. I spoke to Keith, "Now I've warned you."

Joker looked between his best friend and his wife. I wore a smirk and Keith looked grumpy. Keith mumbled grabbing Joker's arm, "Yeah, yeah."

Keith let go of Joker's arm once the cell door closed. Joker's brown eyes studied the two human beings. Joker spoke, "Am I uh missing something?"

I smiled, "We aren't going on a walk today. It is quite sunny out today and the heat is a little unbearable for me."

Joker's brows raised up but then a smirk played on his lips. I guided the Joker to my office. I asked, "How are you Joker?"

Joker licked his lips, "Never better. How are you doctor?"

I opened the door to my office and he stepped through. Once the door closed behind me, Joker grabbed my side. Unfortunately that's where the tattoo was etched in. I winced at the needle like pain. Joker looked down at my side then shot up to my eyes. I gave him a weak smile, "I uh got a tattoo."

Joker's lip twitched. Joker's hand shot up to my throat. I swallowed hard. His lips whispered against my ear, "6 years Madeline. 6 years."

I managed to get out, "If this means anything, I am turned on by this."

Joker snarled letting go of my throat. I rubbed it slightly. I cleared my throat, "It'll heal soon. It means something to me."

Joker stared into my eyes before grabbing my blouse. I held up my finger threatening, "Don't you dare. I am going to have no more if you keep doing this."

Joker ignored the threat and his hands ripped open my blouse. I groaned watching the buttons bounce away, "I really wish you wouldn't do that."

Joker pulled my blouse out of my skirt. His eyes stared at the tattoo. His hands hovered over it. He licked his lips. The Joker stared at the three giraffes and took in every detail. The taller giraffe has purple spots and the other big giraffe has green spots. The little giraffe is a normal spotted giraffe. The purple giraffe is standing tall as to protect the two laying down giraffes. The baby giraffe's head is touching the green giraffe to show a close connection between the two. His tongue licked his lips. I dared to speak, "I also want payback to Keith for our last session."

Joker took in his open shirt wife. Joker pointed to himself, "You're uh using me?"

I gave a little shrug, "I'm giving him hell at home. I thought why not give him hell in both places."

Joker smiled wide. He took one step closer to me putting his hand in my hair. I leaned into his hand taking in the comfort his hand gives. His hand trailed to my chin and he gripped it hard. My chin was yanked upward. He growled, "Do not use me, sweet cheeks."

I didn't comment on it but I mentioned the plan, "When are you going to break out, Jay?"

He tapped my cheek hard making me wince, "Soon. Patience, sweet cheeks."

I played with the hem of his shirt, "I... I miss you at home. I want to kill him already."

Joker's eyes caught sight of his mark on my neck. Joker admired his work. He spoke, "Be patient. He isn't going anywhere. Right now I am more focused on you."

I eyed him, "Jay, no. We can't do anything cause of my tattoo."

Joker rolled his eyes. I instantly thought of a change of subject, "I want to practice on how to use guns."

Joker reached around to my back tapping the Beretta, "You have your practice right there."

I pushed him away rolling my eyes, "You know what I mean. I want to go to a shooting range. I want to get different guns. I like the power behind them."

Joker scrunched up his nose in distaste. Joker moved closer with his head a couple inches away from mine. His warm breath brushed against my cheek. Each word he spoke tickled, "A knife is a slow kill. Keeps them in pain. It's fun that way."

I was about to say something but my office phone started to ring. Joker's attention snapped to it. He took a few full strides to the phone. I rushed towards the phone before him knowing he would pick it up. I picked it up answering quickly, "Dr. Napier, I am with a patient."

A voice froze my veins through the phone, "Well... Hello there Dr. Napier. It's been a couple weeks since I last saw you. Tell my brother I said hello."

Joker stared at my face to gauge on who it is. I answered, "And I wish to never see you again. Your blood stained my boy's grave."

In an instant, Joker grabbed the phone putting it on his ear. Joker breathed out, "Jared."

The voice answered, "Jack. It's been a while since I last saw you."

Joker snarled, "Next time I see you, you will be at the bottom of Gotham's lake."

Jared cooed through the phone, "Oh is someone upset that I tainted their little wife and killed their son?"

I heard Jared's words. Joker growled, "I will make your death slow and painful."

Jared smirked and you could hear it through the phone, "Like you can touch me. I have pops' men behind my back. When your little wife escaped, only a handful of men died. I still have more."

I bit my lip. I want to say something. My blouse front hung touching my desk when I leaned on it with my hands. Joker laughed, "Oh I can touch you. I will find you and when I do..."

He didn't need to finish his threat. The hidden threat is shown through the Joker's tone and laughter. Joker's eyes glanced at my open chest. I grabbed the phone from Joker instantly asking, "Do you remember when I castrated you? That was a great moment for me but nothing I mean nothing will beat me in killing you. I will enjoy it."

Joker's brows went up then a smirk played on his lips. His arm went around my waist without touching my fresh tattoo. His lips went to my neck that isn't marked. His teeth grazed against my skin. Goosebumps raised on my skin. I growled, "Now I want you to get off of my work phone."

Jared's voice came through the phone, "I would love to take you away from Jack. We really need to get back to our daily activities."

Joker's eyes shot up to the phone glaring. He yanked the phone out of my hand, "50 days."

Joker slammed the phone back onto it's charger. Joker pulled away from me before he started to pace with his back hunched. I could hear him mumbling that only he could understand. I sighed taking the Beretta out of my waistband placing it on my desk. I piped up, "Do I have your permission to just shoot him in the leg or any limb? You know since I can't kill him till you are out."

The Joker stopped with his back to me. He slowly turned his head and upper body. He threw his hand in the air, "Fiiinnee. Why not? Kill him while you're at it."

I gave him a not amused look while I got my bag from the floor. The Joker watched his wife's movements with his soul-less eyes. I pulled out a dress. My fingers went behind my skirt unzipping it. I huffed, "If you're going to be like that I might as well."

My skirt pooled around my ankles. Joker's tongue wet his lips. Joker took two strides towards me. Joker's hands hovered over my waist. His tongue started to lick his lips and scars more. I went to grab the dress but his hand shot out slamming ontop of my hand. My eyes met his. I breathed out, "Jay... We can't."

Joker leaned closer with his face an inch away. He spoke low, "It's been a while, Madeline."

I leaned closer to him making our distance less than a half inch. My lips lightly brushed against his, "You'll have your time and it's not now."

I yanked my dress out of his grip. Joker frowned as he watched me pull on my dress. I stepped out of my fallen skirt. I bent down grabbing it throwing it to my bag. I mumbled, "I'm glad I even brought extra clothes."

Joker shook his head to get his hair out of his face. His voice came out husky, "When I get out of here... You will be mine."

I grabbed his shirt pulling him closer. His yellow teeth started to show in his smile. I purred, "I am already yours, Puddin'. Always."

Joker's laughter started out quiet then getting louder. I did what I thought was best. I covered his mouth with my own. His laughter was muffled against my lips. I pulled away and his laughter turned into giggles. I held my finger to his face, "Watch your laugh, Joker."

Joker pulled me closer to him grabbing a hand of mine and spun ourselves my office by our waists due to handcuffs. He grinned, "I love it when you call me by my name."

I couldn't help but giggle. I had to ask him, "So in 50 days you'll be out?"

Joker spun me around, "By then you're certainly will receive your punishment."

I smirked, "I certainly can't wait."

Joker moved us towards the door. I whispered, "I wish our time wasn't so limited."

Joker paused our movement reaching up to my cheeks. His calloused thumbs rubbed against my skin. His thumbs started to rub them harder. He shook his head lightly, "Oh, soon it wouldn't be, sweet cheeks. We will conquer the streets of Gotham and play with good ole Batman."

I smirked, "Wouldn't that be fun."

I reached behind him opening the door. Keith's hand was already half way to the door. Joker leaned down moving my hair out the way. His teeth grazed at my skin hard making me yelp at the suddenness. Joker pulled away with a grin. Keith yanked the Joker out of my office. Joker couldn't help but let out a growl. I chuckled closing my door. I looked at my desk seeing the Beretta resting ontop of my paperwork. I smirked, "Well he didn't say no to it."

I bounced on my feet heading to my desk grabbing the gun. I held it out pointing it at nothing. I closed one eye to focus on aim. I smiled big bringing the gun closer to my chest. I spun in a circle as if I was dancing with it. I cannot wait to try different guns.