Mister J's Phychologist

chapter four

anything

I wake up bright and early just like normal. I got dressed in a navy blue shirt and a black skirt. He's my only patient for the day so I'm quite relieved. I grab one of the small cat stuffed animal toys off of my bed and put it in my coat jacket. I put on my black heels. Just like normal I tie my hair into a ponytail and put my glasses on.

At the Asylum I grab my file and walk down the hall towards his room. I sit down at the table seeing him already across from me, he's in a straight jacket and leaning forwards. His lips parted as he breathed, showing me the hint of silver in his teeth. "Doctor Quinzel," he says slowly, "you know I live for these moments with you" his voice is breathy.

I smile softly, my cheeks heating up. "I brought you something"

"What's that?" he leans forwards.

I smile a bit and take the small white stuffed kitty from my pocket, "i brought you a kitty"

"So thoughtful" he says and he leans back in his seat.

I put it on the table in front of him, I ask him a few questions and I take some notes. I truly think he is getting better. I pack my stuff up and get ready to leave, "is there anything i can do for you before i go?"

"There is something," he says.

"Anything" i nod, "I mean yeah"

"I need a machine gun"

My eyes widen slightly and I'm taken back, "a machine gun?"

He nods slightly.

"O-oh, okay" I nod

"You'll do it?"

I nod again, "yeah. Of course "I don't know how I'm going to get this man a machine gun but I'll do anything.

He tells me a name and a time and a place to write down, I do. I write it down and then tear the note off and put it in my pocket.

That afternoon I waited until closing. I walk down a flight of stairs and down two halls to the room where the guards get their guns. I wipe my keycard and look both ways before I walk into the room.

I open one of the locked cases and low and behold two machine guns lay fully loaded. I grabbed two cases, he didn't say how many he needed but i'll grab a few more cases before I go home.

I rush out one of the exits and I put the door stopper down so I can just go back in quickly.

I'm practically running, I've taken my heels off and thrown them in my car. I carry out two more cases so I have around four cases in my trunk, when I make it back to my car I put the blanket over the cases praying I wont get stopped by the time I'm trying to leave and go home.

I sat in the driver's seat outside of a warehouse on the outskirts of town. My heart thumps in my chest, I'm terrified. I take a deep breath before I find the courage to get out of my car and go up to the door, I knock on the big metal door. I take a step back not wanting to be too close for when it opens up. I adjust my glasses and raise my fist to knock again but someone does open the big heavy metal door. "Who the fuck are you" he looks me up and down, I cant see his eyes as he wears a baby mask.

"Uhm," I adjusted my glasses again, it's become a nervous habit. "I have the... package your boss wants me to deliver."

"Yeah? And whos our boss"

Did I get the address wrong?

"Joker"

He visibly tenses, he calls out for some guys before opening the door up a bit wider. I walk to my car and open the trunk, i pull the blanket off the four long cases, "there is two in each box... codes 8472"

The men take the boxes, not even giving me a little thanks before they slam the door shut. I sigh and shut my trunk.

My nerves are up as I drive home, I'm scared they will have seen me and called the cops. I pull into my parking spot, shutting my car off and looking in all directions. I reach for my purse and jacket. I walk a bit faster than normal to my door.

I lock it as quickly as possible. I drag a chair over and put it under the handle. Just to be extra safe.

That next morning not only am I too scared to go to work, I am scared to leave the house so I decide to call out. Just this once. I sit on my couch every now and then glancing at the door to make sure no one was there, why did he need the guns? How would they give the guns to Joker?

At least that's not my problem. I did what I needed to do for him, I don't think there were cameras.

I'm safe.