Throwing my head back with laughter i watch as Ivy teaches-more like TRYS to teach Nala how to water plants and take care of her own flowers that she made for her but somehow the water bucket flipped upside down getting them both wet.

"My plants!" Ivy shrieks running her hands through her red hair.

"My hair" nala cries touching her curls and i smile because even though she always followed around joker and acted like him sometimes she still acted like me as well.

"While you two clean up all this water off my damn floor im going to take out the trash" i chuckle throwing a leather jacket over my black satin dress. Ivy had been here playing with nala to get her mind of joker, who just stopped showing up.

Throwing the bag into the garbage chute i quickly pull the knife out the garter belt on my leg and shove whoever followed me from the elevator into here against the wall.

"Harley?! I thought you were in belle reve" i huff out and her grin grows wider.

"Hiya" she cheers and im not sure if i should kill her or if shes going to be calm so i release her but twirl the knife in my hand. "I was in belle reve until puddin broke me out and we've been inseperable ever since i knew he loved me" she says and i bust out laughing. If this was her way of intimidating me she'd have to try a little harder.

"Besides now puddin does what i tell him including staying away from you and that little brat you tried to trap him with" she cheers but the smile is gone from her face when i plunge my knife in her stomach. She slowly sinks to the floor but i grab her by her throat and squeeze tightly.

"You mention by kid again and that knife will be in your throat!" I sneer before slaming her head against the wall and storming my way back to my loft.

"What happened to you?" Ivy ask concerned but i grab the remote and turn on the news, if joker was out tonight he'd definately be on the news by now. I see footage of his car at a jewlery store and grin.

"No more playing nice"

"Ivy im going to pay a clown a visit i need you to watch Nala for a few hours" i tell her slipping on my black thigh high boots.

Walking through the back door of the jewlery store i shake my head. Who evers idea it was to put a 2 story jewlery store in Gotham where the rich people population was low and the crime rate was high was a complete and utter idiot. I could hear his laugh before i seen him and could smell the smoke from a distant fire.

"Well well well dont you ever get tired of the same old routine joker? You rob a bank, steal jewlery or hold hostages batman comes you two fight you get away or sometimes get thrown in arkham escape and do it all over again?" I ask and he stops taunting one of the hostages who looks greatful i arrived where as joker looks pissed.

"What are you doing here?!" He snarls only to be ignored as i walk over to a glass case seeing a cute golden bracelet with green encrusted jewels.

"Nala would love that her favorite color is green" i smile and turn back to him. "Speaking of my kid the next time your little whore harley speaks about her i wont hesitate to kill her or you, since whatevers between those chicken legs of hers seem to keep you as a puppet" i tease ruthfully while using the but of my gun to crack open a glass case getting ready to take the rose gold ring.

"Did you just threaten me?" He snarls pacing toward me and i quickly pull my gun from my leather jacket shooting him in the arm.

"Awe honey, you know me so well. Well enough to know it wasnt a threat but a warning" i tease with a glare watching him clutching his arm. I see the blue and red lights in the distance before i hear them. Sending Joker one last look i know its now a race to get out of here.

Sitting down at the table one leg crossed over the other hands crossed on the table and eyes blairing into the darkness i glanced at the watch on my arm. Why am i sitting in the dark?

Joker fucked with my little girl.  The night after he came over we started doing regular family things like id wake up hearing the living room t.v. blasting either bubble guppies or powerpuff girls then we'd eat breakfast together joker and Nala would play until i finished lunch followed by them two taking a nap together as i cleaned up their mess. Its not as normal as it sounds on mornings if they werent watching kiddie shows joker had Nala watching horror movies breakfast was now a hassle because nala wanted her own plate (and her exact words were "mama, i wanna be like da") which she did nothing but make a mess and end up sharing with joker who would argue with her like he was 3 years old. Their playtime consisted of him teaching her how to aim and playfighting him pretending she was way stronger then she actually was.

For 3 weeks that was the routine we became use to and of course it had to be ruined by joker OF COURSE! He stopped staying over and began only visiting but i knew joker wasnt a daddy type (A/n: i am screaming writing this we all know the truth) so it was only a matter of time before he realized the routine, realized he had no control, hated it and distance himself. Or as i recently found out harley making a appearance played a big part in this. Im a terrible mother! I knew how he was and still gave him a chance to break my daughters heart like he did mine. Before i could think any further into it i hear the door slam shut and huffing, the flicker of the light switch which doesnt work because i disconnected it.

"You fucking idiot"

"No youre an idiot"

"I wish you both shut up"

"How about all of you shut up"

The crazy thing about those harsh words was it all came from the same person different tones but all from jokers mouth. Was he...arguing with himself?! He groans again standing by the sink where theres a first aid kit and i turn on the lights pressing a button on my watch. He doesnt flinch turn around or move a muscle.

"Hello joker" i say leaning back in the chair keeping my eyes focused on his every movement as he goes through the kit.

"What are you doing here?" He ask annoyed but i stand up out the seat walking to him before grabing the kit and throwing it on the floor making everything scatter.

"I could ask you the same thing, usually this is the time youre at my place telling our daughter some bedtime story-" i begin until he glares at me.

"Thats the problem im Joker, thee Joker, The clown prince of crime I rob kill and steal what the hell do i look like telling some kid bedtime stories?" He snorts unbuttoning his shirt and i feel my skin get hot.

"SOME KID?! Thats your daughter the one you call your little monster, the one you make sure to tell bed time stories to the one who wants to be exactly like you" i spit out clenching my fist but he only rolls his eyes and walks away.

"I dont even know why i came over here" i huff because honestly this was joker he only does what he wants.

"Yeah me either, im sure she'll be ok pain builds character" he says wrapping gauze around his arm.

"No it doesnt, pain builds mentally unstable psychopaths just like you."

"blah blah blah we done with this chit chat i have shit to do" he snears and i smirk.

"Maybe your doing us a favor because why would i want my child around some dead beat dad...isnt that what you had and look at how you turned out" i force a grin when i see the pain in his eyes, of course it bothered me to say that but i had to push his buttons and i wanted him to know the pain he was putting our kid through. He slowly walks to the counter where his gun is but stops a sinister smirk growing on his face.

"So we both have daddy issues" he begins and i know where hes headed with this. I know hes trying to push my buttons but i cant stop the anger bubbling inside of me. "Didnt your daddy leave you with promises of coming back? Wasnt he the reason you hate men so much isnt he the same man that thought you werent worth anything and started a whole new family?" He yells at me and thats how it starts.

I throw the knife from the sink towards him but he moves yet not fast enough to avoid it grazing his arm. He shoots blindly just missing my head before the bullet hits the chandelier making the power go out and glass shatter everywhere. Opening the cabinet under the sink where the pots and pans were kept i dug my hand in the large red pot i knew a gun was in. Loading the bullets in i crawl to a corner in the kitchen waiting for him to move. The second i hear the crunch of glass i begin shooting in that direction. I hear his laughter and running so i quickly follow and the minute im out the threshold im knocked onto the ground due to an explosive going off.

"Joker you ass!" I yell out trying to push myself up off the hardwood floor when im grabbed by my neck and shoved into a wall knocking down shelves and frames. Opening my eyes im met with firey blue eyes filled with hatred but that doesnt stop me from clawing at his hand.

"You fucking brat" he growls in my face slamming me harder against the wall making my brain feel like its shaking around in my skull so i raise my knee to his stomach as hard as possible and he bends over releasing me in the process. Because its still dark and the only light is the moon light i cant see where either of our guns went so i jump on his back wraping my fist in his tie and pulling tightly as possible. He wanted to choke me i was going to let him see how it feels, so i squeezed until his face turned red. Ramming us backwards i gasp as my back hits the wall and he does it repeatedly until its hard for me to hold on before flipping me over the front of his shoulder on the ground. Raising my hand up to my face i feel the blood under my nose and joker must notice because he runs off but of course im not to far behind especially since i find the machine gun.

"Come out come out where ever you are, didnt you want to play" i drawl out taking light steps through the hall trying to listen for the smallest sound which doesnt take long since i here a thud, a "fuck" and the sound system come on.

*start playing die for you in mm*

Standing at the top step i cant help but to grin seeing joker on the floor in pain holding his wounded leg while glaring up at me. His hair was wild and all over the place his shirt torn and splatters of blood on it.

"Youre enjoying this arent you, all cause youre a brat that cant have her way every fucking time. All the chances i had to kill you i shouldve fucking took it." he growls with pure rage all over his face.

"This will only hurt...alot" i snark aiming the gun at his head but the look doesnt change on his face. I didnt expect it to, he had many guns heald up to him before.

"But dont worry honey, it'll all be over soon" i cackle pulling the trigger.

Click.

Click.

Click. Click click click.

Groaning in frustration i realize theres no bullets in the gun. Looking up at joker i see the betrayal in his eyes he doesnt try to mask it either. He never thought i would kill him or try to. He goes to tackle me forgetting where i was standing only for us to both go tumbling down the stairs and i somehow land ontop of him but his hand is quick to wrap around my throat.

"For some reason now matter how angry you make me, even though you just tried to kill me...i still cant bring myself to kill you" he fumes squeezing a little tighter. I stop trying to pull away and look up at him i see anger and betrayal even dissapointment. I look away from him but he just pushes my head up to make eye contact again. Hes forcing me to look at what i did to him.

Even though he was fucked up he trusted me he cared about me he needed me. He wasnt big on any of those things anybody that knew of him knew that but for some reason he depended on me for that.

"so you just leave instead? Walk away when things arent your way throw a temper tantrum like a child? It would hurt less if youd hit me so then id know i could walk away instead of having something like hope" i sneer angrily giving him direct eye contact.

"Im not the kind of person who gives shit like hope and you know that"he says calmly which makes me angrier.

"Then leave me alone. Im not your girl never have been never will be stop burning down cities and traveling through the state just to find me. Im not you-" i begin but he doesnt want to hear it.

His lips are on mine quickly and i melt, all the fire burning inside of me is quickly extinguished. Joker and i never kissed much but every time we did it made me feel like a little school girl. I would feel the butterflys my heart would race palms get sweaty. I try to balance myself placing my hand on his chest only to feel his heart racing just as fast as mine.

"Mine" he growls out before picking both of us up and walking towards the couch placing me on his lap in a stradling position. "All mine" he groans leaving marks on my neck grabbing my thighs and pulling me closer and i cant help the needy sounds i make. It doesnt take long before im under him and naked. His hands are roaming everywhere his tounge following not to far behind and his tip at my entrance.

This was it. The same routine we had for years. We would be perfectly happy then he'd get in his feelings about something we'd fight argue and hurt eachother and then have makeup sex or something close. This was a routine i didnt want. Joker had left me to many times and i didnt want him to think everytime he left id be here to let him keep running back. I dont care about his reputation of doing what he wants hes a grown man at some point in time he has to grow up.  He already played with me once i wasnt going to let him do it to my kid too. Quickly pushing him off me i yell for him to stop feeling my voice crack.

"Joker?" I ask softly making him give me a confused look. I couldnt focus on the look he was giving me so instead i stare at the cut on his red swollen lips.

"Would you live for me?" I ask him and he freezes. Its so quiet i could here a pin drop...across the street.

"Would i...what?" He asked bewildered. Shaking my head i let out a unamused chuckle and push him off. Of course he wouldnt he lives for strife.

"You  live for gun fights knives and a life of crime and at one time i did too so im not asking you to change joker i knew this is what you did before . You're the best criminal this city has ever had nobody has been more dedicated then you because eventually they all want out. I didnt until i had nala and i lived for her." I tell him putting my clothes back on and pulling my hair out of its tight ponytail. "All i want now is for you to take me home...i lost my car keys" i breathe out trying to hold my emotions back.

The car ride was silent. Not a sound was heard except for the engine. Not one car or padestrian was in sight and im sure joker was the reason. Whenever he had one of his nights out everyone made sure to stay off the streets. I wish i had stayed in, stayed with nala cuddled in blankets watching her favorite horror movies. My heart began to ache as i thought about nala. I always did want a little girl to give her everything i never had... a family, a dad who cared and protected her. unconditional love, a mother to be girly with instead im giving her everything i had...a broken family except she doesnt have a big brother like floyd like i did to take care of her.

"Ashton" joker says and i blink to see im infront of my loft but my eyes become blurry again and i realize its because i was crying.

*Jokers POV*
(Its baaaaaaaaack and so out of character i apologize in advance)

"Bye joker" Ashton sniffles and its not like everytime she said it before. This time she was really leaving and the thought of her gone made my head pound like batman was beating me senseless. This was the girl i tore up gotham for, the one who was there before durring and after every heist, the only person who never judged or expected anything from me. Ashton was the only person i ever trusted even after she tried to kill me i still trust her. She was the only one who silenced the voices. Jumping out the car i follow her and she notices anx begins to walk faster to the elevator. I jump in behind her right as the doors shut and pull the emergency stop.

What i dont expect is the tears pouring down her face ive only ever seen her cry like this once and it was 5 years ago. "You know im not a man of feelings so dont expect any sentimental shit" i start off but she just stares at me through her tears.

"I hate you" she grumbles making me snort. I already knew that.

"I hate myself too, just listen. No i wouldnt live for you youre right i live for chaos and crime but i would die for you and you know that. I would die for you and Nala Kill for both of you. Harley didnt stop me from seeing nala i didnt even know she escaped and you know i dont care about her" i snap at her becoming angry she'd think that.

Putting my hands on the wall behind her head i sigh frustratedly. No matter how pretty she was when she did it, I hated seeing her cry i knew she was as strong and malicious as me so for her to cry she had to be extremely hurt.

"Great now get out so i can go and pack" she mutters and my ears feel like they were set on fire. Packing as in leaving again?

"No...hell no youre not leaving and youre not taking nala" i yell at her