"So they worked together?" The grey hair man ask amanda waller who simply nods as she takes a bite of salmon.

"It was only suppoused to be a one time deal but it went so smoothly so it became more permanent" she says before sipping her wine.

"Then what?" He asked intrigued.

Slipping the rose gold ring on my finger i heald it up to the light examining it along with the others.

"Isnt this gorgeous mistah j?" I joke turning to see him stuffing jewls into the bag.

"Yeah its almost as beautiful as you" he rumbles sarcastically not even spairing me a glance.

"You arent even looking!" I shout back over the alarms. We were in the middle of stealing jewlery and i may have set off an alarm.

Before he could even turn around 6 people joined into the room and i smirk.

"Looks like we got some company" i hear before someone shakily points a gun at my face and i laugh.

"Dont aim unless you plan to shoot hun" i suggest my purple lips going into a smirk.

"Hand it all over the rings too" the person says holding a sack out with a ski mask covering their face and i nearly die laughing.

"Boy bye" i said holding up my middle finger as i go over to the rest of the rings. Before feeling a gun up against my head. I tried reaching for my gun only to realize it was gone.

"Leaving your gun on the table? Dumb. Getting killed by your own weapon? Priceless or should i say...lifeless" the man laughs but a gunshot goes off and the weight moves off me.

"Nobody makes jokes around here but me" the joker says and i quickly grab my gun ignoring his facial expression and shoot the rest of the men.

"Its been fun citizens of gotham but its time for us to depart" j says licking his red lips.

The whole car ride was silent except for the music playing in the backround and for some reason i felt...guilty. This was new. I only felt this once before and that was when i lied to my niece. I watched as his knuckles gripped the wheel tighter and tighter turning ghost white and a glare set on his face.

When we got in the house he slammed the door and i finally turned around ready to yell when i seen him taking his jacket off still glaring at me.

"What joker?" I finally snap until i notice his white shirt covered in blood dripping down his arm.

"Oh god your arm..." I say but he just walks away slamming his office door on the way in.

Grabbing the first aid kit he had in the kitchen cabinet im suprised the clown even has one a bottle of scotch and going to his office.

"Get out" he says not even looking up from his laptop but i ignore his stubborn attitude with mine and walk to his desk closing the laptop swiftly. Closing his eyes in frustration as he scowl i almost giggle at how crazy he looks.

"What do you want?" He snarls and i smile walking around his desk.

"Take off your shirt" i tell him setting the stuff quietly on the table.

"No thanks doll not really in the mood for that" he says and i know its another stupid joke by the twitch of his lips.

"Fine then" i shrug bending down and begin unbuttoning his shirt when his hands grab mine.

"What the hell are you doing?!" He asked shocked and i raise a brow at his reaction for the past 3 and 1/2 months ive only seen him angry which was always for 5 seconds before it went to his default playful mood and sarcastic which for the joker sarcasm was a mood. But his anger never looked like this its usually more annoyance.

"I-im helping you" i stutter shocked and i think he thinks he scares me because he quickly relaxes and moves his hands. Passing him the bottle of scotch he takes it to his lips downing it while i rip off his shirt. I opened the kit getting a needle thread and alcohol. Standing at a awkward angle i struggle witch cleaning his cut until he pulled me on his lap.

Right before i stick the needle in him i notice his eyes on the bottle glazed over and smile. Hes drunk just like i wanted and i begin stitching him up as quick as possible and wrap a gauze over it when im done when i feel his glare back on me.

"You mad at me mistah j?" I ask softly biting my lip and look up at him and he stares at my face with no emotion.

"Am i mad at you?" He ask with a deep voice and not his usual voice. "Mad? I dont get mad but you? You test everything i- you made me furious! How could you be so careless to let someone kill you with your own gun" he seethes slamming the alcohol on his desk.

"You sound worried about me" i half joke but he just glares.

"Worried that i consider you my partner and you cant protect yourself" he scoffs and i snap crossing my arms.

"I can protect-" im cut off by a gun being heald to my head and on instinct i stab the needle in his hand earning a hiss. "Dont do that again" i gasp but he looks more proud then in pain.

"Maybe guns arent your thing but its knives and of courses fist fighting." He smiles happily and i shrug. "Lets go" he says standing up pulling me with him and into the hall.

"Where we going?" I ask pulling on his grip when he pushes me into a blue padded room with dim lights and a horrible stench. Was that- was that blood on the walls? Noticing a table with guns of all sorts boxing gloves followed by blades knives arrows and ring daggers i picked up the ring daggers twirling it around before throwing it at the bulls eye followed by the rest of the sharp opjects including a broken pencil with sharp slinters.

I heard a groan of satisfaction and noticed the joker biting his knuckles. "I think we just found your opening act doll" he smirks and i notice the clock on the wall says 1:42am.

"Shit joker i gotta go ill be back" i tell him dashing out the room.

Climbing inside the window i landed on my toes quietly. I could see her from here her dark curls and she still slept with the bear i gave her. Walking over im stopped in my track when she rolls over opening her eyes.

"What are you doing up z?" I ask and she smiles. "I heard the window...are you going to stay for a long time?"

"I got you something" i tell her ignoring her question and pulling out a rose gold bracelet with rhinestones on it.

"Aunt a, i know you steal things and hurt people..." She says and my eyes snap to meet hers to see a soft smile on her face.

"What? Who told you that?" I ask and she looks down at the bracelet.

"My mom...she said you and daddy are both criminals...i dont think youre bad i think youre good and i love you" she says hugging me and i feel my eyes water up holding her back.

"I love you zoë dont ever forget" i tell her before standing up. "Im going to see your dad get some sleep z" i say walking out her room and to her dads room...my brother. Right as i open the door a gun is heald to my temple.

"You gunna shoot your own sister?" I ask and he slowly lowers it.

"What the hell are you doing here? You finally done running around with clowns and guys dressed in panda suits?" He snapped and i sigh sitting on his bed.

"I didnt hear you complaining anout it when i got zoë new clothes for school or somebody making sure she gets safely to and from school when shes on her mothers watch!" I snap back.

"You got one of those sickos watching my kid?!" He yells loudly and i glare.

"No i have a girl and why yell-"

"Daddy?" I hear a soft voice and look behind him noticing zoë.

"Why arent you in bed?" He ask her and she pouts.

"Well i promised id stay in bed and you promised to tell aunt a you really did miss her and not be mean" zoë said and i smirked up at my brother.

"Awwwe you missed me?" I teased and he rolled his eyes.

"Zoë, bed.NOW" he tells her and she huffs going into her room and i looked back at my older brother. "And dont make me shoot you" he says to me and its my turn to roll my eyes.

"Did you really miss me?" I ask my older brother and he sighs putting his gun in the box under his bed before comming over next to me.

"Youre my baby sister A, and while i know youre more then capable of taking care of yourself im always going to wonder if youre good, you dont need me protecting you from bullys no more" he says and i wrap my arms around him.

"I missed you too" i tell him smiling.

"Theres only 2 people who she felt any emotion for her niece and her brother floyd lawton" amanda says placing her fork down.

"Parents?" The general asked.

"Dead"

"Any other family?"

"Not on record"

"Lovers?"

"Perhaps"