So just a heads up ya'll, there will be violence ahead. I tried not to describe stuff in too much detail. I want it still be rated M. Hoep ya'll like this chapter though. Sorry it took so long. It's really hard for me to write nowadays especially with this story.

The sound of the television blared throughout the house.

"Yesterday a man was found dead in the zoo's bathroom. It looked to be a stabbing. A stab wound to the side and a cut to the throat-."

I tuned out the words coming out of the newscaster's mouth as I silently watched my husband making a sandwich for my son nephew. I rested my chin on my folded hands ontop of the back of the couch. I called towards my husband for his attention, "Puddin'."

I saw a slight tilt of his head as he was putting together a sandwich for himself as well. I got his attention. I continued, "You know on the news there was something about a certain orderly's death at the zoo and I am wondering if you knew about it."

His brown eyes flicked up from the sandwich to the television then to myself. He shrugged, "Don't know anything about it."

The greasy haired man placed a plate infront of Charlie, "Here ya go, kid. Uncle Jay's famous sandwich."

Charlie immediately started to dig in. I hummed, "You sure, Puddin'? I mean you did head off to the bathroom after I got back and that's where the orderly was. It couldn't be a coincidence that you two never crossed paths especially when it was described the man had stab wounds and a slit to the throat. If that isn't your MMO then I don't know what is."

I watched my husband taking a bite of his now finished sandwich. He waved his bitten into sandwich at me, "You see, sweet cheeks you are butting into something that has nothing to do with you."

I pushed myself off the couch. His eyes watched my movements. I walked to the fridge pulling out a water bottle. I stopped when I was behind. I leaned towards his ear stepping on my tippy toes. I whispered, "Maybe you shouldn't threaten me, sweet cheeks. Keep it hidden from me but stop lying to me. Our marriage aren't built upon lies, Jack."

My free hand reached towards his ass cheek giving it a hard squeeze. I pulled away from him. The Joker sneered, "Where are you going?"

I made him upset, good. I headed towards the door to the basement, "Paying someone a visit that you hid from me for a while."

The Joker's knuckles turned white as he squished his sandwich in his hand. Charlie piped up, "Daddy, you broke your sandwich!"

The Joker's brown pools flicked over to the boy as I disappeared downstairs. Before closing the door, I heard the Joker scolding the boy, "Don't talk with your mouth full, Charlie."

Charlie fought back, "But you did!"

A smirk played on my lips as I didn't hear what excuse the Joker came up with so the boy doesn't speak with his mouth full. As I descended the stairs, I could hear light whimpering. I startled her with my voice, "Well if it isn't poor Nessy. Man the tables have turned haven't it? I am now living the life and giving up on family whereas my poor sister is captured."

Her blood shot eyes flicked up towards my person. Her voice came out raspy, "Madeline. Thank god it's you."

I looked around the room seeing a medical tray not far from her with medical tools. A gun rested on the tray. I mockingly tisked, "Oh he should know better than to leave this so close to people. They could just get out."

Vanessa tried, "Madeline, there is a crazed man up there named the Joker and... And he has Charlie. I don't know what happen to Chad but he needs to know what happen to us."

I waved my hand lazily, "Yeah yeah, Joker is up there and he captured you and killed Derek. He has the kid and you think he is going to kill you and your kid."

Vanessa was taken back at my lazed tone. Vanessa's brows knitted together, "Aren't you here to save me? And... And he killed Chad?"

I paused in looking at the instruments, "Oh his name was Chad? Eh shouldn't remembered considering how much of an asshole he was."

My sister tried to loosen her ropes. I heard the chair screech slightly. I turned to her, "Oh you shouldn't do that, sis. You'll waste your energy and won't put up much fight."

She spat, "What happen to my sister, you bitch?"

It didn't take but a few steps to stand in front of her. I grabbed her knotted hair, "Me a bitch? How about how you and your lovely husband abused Charlie and try to make him the best son you want him to be?"

She winced at the pain. She denied, "I don't know what you are talking about, Madeline."

I pulled on her hair again as she let out a whimper. I growled, "I bathed the boy. I changed his clothes for him when he was too sleepy to do so. I seen the previous injuries. Your own son doesn't even see you as his mother. He sees the Joker, of all people, his father. Do you know what that tells me, Vanessa? Actions are a thousand words."

I pulled away from her knotted hair. I headed towards the medical tray grabbing a scalpel. I fiddled with it in my fingers waiting for an explanation from my sister. The light glinted off the tool. Vanessa spoke hoarsely, "That child, you so have up there, cannot do a single damn thing right. We had to teach him."

With a slight steady hand, I slapped her. She spat out spit and blood onto the ground. I headed towards her again. I climbed onto her lap pulling her head back. The scalpel in my hand reflecting off the light. I spoke harshly, "A child can make mistakes. A child can do things wrong. They learn. Despite my mental state towards my own son, I never harmed my child. Sure I wanted to leave him at a bus stop but I never did."

As I spoke, the scalpel touched underneath her chin, "When I was near a break down, Jack helped me through it. He helped me to get away from our son. He protected our son and myself from myself. He never gave up unlike you."

My sister gritted her teeth. Blood coated her teeth. A laugh echoed as it descended the stairs. A slow clap resonated the room. The Joker's voice filled my ears, "Now I imagined a girl on girl action but I didn't think about this. Oh this is much, much better!"

I spat, "I'm still annoyed with you, Jack."

Vanessa's panicked eyes went between the two unbounded people. She questioned with a hint of disbelief, "Jack? That's... That's Jack?!"

The Joker rolled his eyes as he headed closer. I could feel his scarred lips on the shell of my ear. His hand lightly playing with my brunette hair. His voice brought shivers up my spine, "I know you're annoyed with me, sweet cheeks but I can't have you have all the fun on little Nessy here."

I elbowed the man behind me before I forget my sister and devour him. He oofed as he laughed. I mumbled, "Shut up."

My attention turned towards my sister. I asked the Joker, "Where's Charlie? You were having lunch with him not too long ago."

The Joker headed to the medical tray before he decided against it. He pulled out his trademark switchblade. He answered, "He's fiiiinnneeee. Keith took him to the park as we do some business here."

I could hear the suggestive tones to him. Vanessa struggled underneath me, "Don't you hurt him, Jack!"

I nearly was knocked off of my sister if I didn't move out of the way by the Joker. His hands were on her face. The blade close to her throat. His voice came out rough, "Don't you speak to me about not hurting him! You and whats-his-face hurt the kid. Don't worry you'll join your pathetic excuse of a husband soon enough."

He didn't release her without giving her a cut. I licked my lips hopping off of my sister. I fiddled with the scalpel once more, "What do you want to do?"

The Joker turned to me stepping closer to me. His hand rested on my lower back as he pushed my body closer. He growled, "I want you but we have this annoying pest that doesn't stop whimpering everytime I come down here."

My hands rested on his chest as I played with the buttons of his purple button up. The tie hung loosely from his neck. I felt the corners of my lips twitch upward, "I am supposed to be annoyed with you for lying to me but I think you didn't want to say anything in front of Charlie. Wasn't that it?"

The Joker's lips turned upward into a big grin. He held up his hands in surrender, "Oh you got me."

His finger lightly tapped my bottom lip, "How about we finish up here?"

I winked as I felt for my gun in my waist band, "One step ahead of you, Puddin'."

In a flash a firework sound resonated and a chair falling down due to the blast and weight. The Joker whistled as he looked at the scene, "Now if I wasn't wanting you before, I want you now."

I pulled away from him, "Well you have to catch me first."

The Joker closed his switchblade as he watched my body bounced up the stairs. I could hear his laughter behind me as well as his rushed footsteps. It didn't take long before I was caught by the Joker for the second time but this time it was with well-intention.