Joker's Point of View

My eyes followed my wife's movements. I let out a low hum when she bent over having her black dress rise up. My tongue ran across my lips. I spoke up, "You uh went out like that?"

She hummed, "Hmm?"

The woman was rummaging through her bag. I stepped closer. My tongue touched my top left corner lip. It stayed on the spot when I stood behind her. My hands hovered her rump. I let out a shaky breath, "I don't uh need to kill anyone, right?"

What I couldn't see is her confused look but I could hear it in her voice, "What do you mean?"

I closed my eyes relishing the touch of her ass. My fingers dug into her black clad flesh. I felt her pause in her rummaging. I cursed, "Damn you woman."

I could feel underneath her dress that there is only one piece of clothing blocking my way. I growled, "You went out without underwear."

She stood up and I grabbed her hips harder pulling her closer to me. I growled in her ear which brought shivers down her spine, "You only wear stuff like this for me. Only me."

Madeline shimmied out of my grip to turn around. Her arms wrapped around my neck. Her fingers lightly played with the hair on my neck. Madeline purred which made me raise an eyebrow, "It is only for you, Puddin'. I just thought you'd appreciate it."

My grip tightened on her ending up making her moan that she muffled by biting her lip. My lips went against her neck and mumbled, "I really really do appreciate it."

Her fingers tugged at my hair and her voice piped up, "As much as I want you to continue, I need to speak to you about something."

I closed my eyes taking in a deep breath. I barred my teeth in a smile of irritation, "What is it?"

She frowned, "Don't you get irritated with me, Jack."

I released her and she placed her hands on her hips. I gestured to her outfit, "Well if you weren't uh wearing that, I wouldn't be in an irritable mood."

She rolled her eyes crossing her arms over her chest. She continued, "As I was saying, I need to speak to you about something. I helped with Keith's torture as well as blowing some guy's elbow off. I couldn't help myself. Also your suit is at the cleaners now and should be ready tomorrow."

I tilted my head side to side bouncing off her words. I breathed out, "You know uh sweetcheeks that is good and all but we have more important business to attend to."

She placed her hand on my chest giving me a little push. I growled grabbing her pulling her close. I grabbed her hair pulling her head back, "You cannot tease me like this, woman."

Madeline glanced down looking into my eyes. She let out a breath, "Like you don't."

She pushed me away again and I rolled my neck letting out a growl, "Madeline, Madeline."

She bent down again finding what she was rummaging for. Madeline held the object in my sight. I licked my lips, "What's uh on that?"

Madeline walked around to her computer. She inserted the thumbdrive to the tower. Her eyes looked over the monitor. Her voice came out honeyed, "Oh you wish it was that."

A giggle bubbled from my throat. My eyes went down to her hips. I licked my lips. My voice came out husky, "I am a man with needs. Should I remind-."

She interrupted me with a roll of her eyes, "Yeah yeah. 6 years. Got it. I think I satisfied your needs ages ago. Now come around and look what I got for you."

I came around her desk. I purposely stood behind her. I tower over her so it's no problem to see over her. My hands went to her hips. She let out a gasp when my fingers dug into her flesh. Madeline bit her lip. Madeline mumbled under her breath thinking I couldn't hear her, "Fuck you for knowing everything that gets to me."

A smirk was brought onto my lips. I leaned towards her ear, "I uh just love you submitting to me. You're mine and mine to dominate."

She huffed, "You wish. Now what I am going to show you is what Keith gathered from the two guys. I stopped by the house before I came here to gather the feed. I didn't see what is on it exactly other than it did have me in it."

I raised my eyebrow glancing at her. My eyes turned to the screen when I saw movement on it.

Keith fixed the camera onto the tripod which made the camera's vision shaky for a moment. Two guys were bloodied and tied to a couple of chairs. One looked to be taller than the other and with slight muscle. He was the blond whereas his partner is the brunette with a more stocky build. Keith pulled a tray of torture devices he chose. Keith's voice came through the speakers, "You're Jared's men aren't you?"

The brunette spat, "What's it to you?"

Keith rolled his neck then rubbed the sore muscle underneath, "Well you see... My boss isn't particularly liking your boss right now. Especially when your boss touched my boss' girl. That didn't sit well with him or her."

The blond looked up at Keith. Dried blood stained his skin by his lip. Keith circled his prey, "You know we could go this the hard way or the easy way. Easy way would let his wife have the joy and fun to kill you two or you can have it the hard way and I'll let you guys have a slow death till my boss gets here and he can finish you off."

I growled, "I want to do the start to finish."

My wife shushed me, "At least you can kill someone, jackass."

My hands pulled her away from me then I jammed her behind into me which made her yelp. I growled into her ear, "You are free. Right now I'm not."

Keith's voice drowned out into the background when my wife turned to look at me. She barely was audible. I saw her lips move but nothing was coming out. My eyes flickered to her lips then her eyes, "What was that, uh sweetcheeks?"

She turned her body fully around. Her eyes glanced at her window behind me then looked up at me. Her hand reached up to my cheek. The pads of her fingers slid down my scars and neck stopping on my chest. Her fingers curled around my orange prisoner shirt. Her hand yanked on it making my upper body jerk a little towards her at her height. Her voice sounded sultry, "How about right now? Let's leave. I want you home. Then you could go to town."

My tongue ran across my lips touching the beginnings of my scars. Her green eyes looked darker due to the blinds of her window. I could see a glisten in them. My hands pulled her closer. My lips stopped inches away from hers. Warm breath tickled my ruby red lips. Madeline continued, "You know... I found our box. Took me a bit you know after you trashed our home."

I bared my teeth, "I was going crazy knowing you and the boy was gone. I couldn't find you two."

I let go of her hips lifting my hands. I moved my hands around my head. I shook them, "You uh don't understand, Madeline. I couldn't find you two."

Her grip loosened. Her hand pushed against my chest. Madeline walked away from me holding her arms. Her hands rubbed her leather clad arms as to get rid of the goosebumps that I am sure are forming. Her words coming from her were tremulous, "You... don't understand what I went through... with your brother. I mentioned he killed our son..."

I could hear her voice started to break as she continued, "Your brother would hurt Eric. He would take our son away from my view and I could hear our son's cries. Our son cried for me... for you."

I could feel my heart fill with more hatred. My son was my treasure. I had to protect him from the woman in front of me and other elements. Unfortunately, I wasn't the hero he needed me to be when I didn't protect him from my bastard brother. My fists clenched together. My knuckles turning white from the tension. Her back still faced me. Madeline's shoulders shook. Her hands traveled around her arms and body. Her voice was still shaky, "I have all these reminders of what happened to me and our son. I... I know I wasn't the best mother to him but I wanted to save him. I couldn't. I wish it was me who took his place and he lived."

She turned around with clenched fists. Tears stained her cheeks. A part of me want to wipe away her pain but another part want me to go on a rampage. A killing rampage. Those are always good. I walked around her desk. The video was long forgotten. I reached up moving her hair away from her face as it was sticking to her cheeks. I spoke low, "You belong with me."

Her chin wobbled. My fingers slid down to her jaw line. Either she will lash out on me or accept what I am going to say seeing how unstable she is. The salty liquid pooled against my finger. I spoke carefully, "The boy's death was a start down your path. The path that is with mine. The boy made you stronger... Made you who you are supposed to be. We both are who we are due to the kidnapping and death of our son. The boy would want you to kill for him. You and I can take over Gotham."

She swallowed. Madeline hiccuped, "He... He wants me to kill for him."

I slowly smiled giving a little nod, "Yes. He does. He died from injustice. Those cops didn't do shit. They closed your case after a week saying there are more important things."

Her jaw clenched. Her words came out as a whisper, "My baby could of lived... If... If... we were found sooner."

My thumb gently rubbed against her jawline to gain her attention back towards me. I spoke, "You're a stronger person now. You are going to be who you should already been."

I didn't expect her lips to crash onto mine. I pushed my hand towards her hair. She pulled away breathing out, "Let's go. Right now."

My warm breath mixed with hers. I spoke loud enough for her to hear, "Patience. Tell Keith to keep them alive for me. Now can we get back to the actual business at hand?"

My other hand rested on her ass moving to her thigh. My fingers lightly played with the hem of her black dress. She glanced down at my lips then smirked when she looked back up. Her next words made me growl, "Unfortunately our session has to come to a close since it was unsuspected. I wasn't supposed to be here, Jay. Escape faster and we can collect this rain check."

Speak of the devil, a nurse knocked on the door. She pulled away to create distance. I watched her go around to her computer taking the thumb drive out then put it in her bag. My jaw clenched then a smile widened on my face. Incentive, smart. I was going to get out in a few days but that brought it to a new level. Her voice called out to the nurse, "Come in!"

The nurse opened the door. Good, it's a different nurse than Jeffery. This one is quiet. I felt her place a hand on my back between my shoulder blades. She smiled, "Oh, Leonard. It's been years, hasn't it?"

The nurse nodded and mumbled, "Yes it has... Dr. Napier..."

Madeline pushed me a little while speaking, "Well the Joker won't hurt you, I promise. He may tell bad jokes but that's about it."

Leonard's eyes shifted to mine. I smiled widely holding up a hand moving my fingers as a mock wave. Leonard looked past me to the short woman behind me, "I'm not worried."

She laughed, "Course not."

Leonard took a step closer to me putting cuffs on my hands. Madeline called out towards me which made me turn to her, "Joker, you will be nice to Leonard. He's a close family friend."

My eyes narrowed. Close family friend? Madeline gave me a smile, "I'll see you soon at our next session."

Leonard closed the door blocking my view of my wife. I wanted to growl. I wanted to continue to stare at her taking in her features as well trying to figure out what she meant by close family friend. Leonard grabbed hold of my arm pushing me forward, "Let's go, Joker."

I allowed him to pull me forward to my cell. My mind is going at a million miles a minute as I think of a plan to escape and who this man is. Why did she deem him as a close family friend? I don't remember this scrawny dorky looking man.