UNDERGOING REWRITE // Apples [Ledger Joker x OC]

Chapter 1: Face Card

*Note*:
Yea I saw you skip that introduction chapter. Read it!! Important disclaimers in there!!

Edit: 18/05/17
Added a pic of June!! The model's name is Raven Lyn if anyone's interested, she's also the girl currently on the cover.

Enjoy!!
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Chapter 1: Face Card

It took young determined Juniper Stoltz seven weeks and three days to convince Doctor Jeremiah Arkham to let her work on the Joker's case.

"Please, Dr. Arkham, I'm telling you, I can do this."

This was the last time June had been begging behind his desk, palms grasping the mahogany surface in an attempt to keep calm as her pleas fell on deaf ears. Constant rejection was beginning to make her lose hope- she'd almost lost count of the attempts by now.

"For the last time, Miss Stoltz, I will not allow patient 4479 to speak to any more psychiatrists. It's a lost cause and we've lost too many staff members along the way." Jeremiah Arkham, head of the asylum, was dead-set on getting the Joker locked up in extreme isolation, not ready to give up his pride because this lunatic kept on costing him precious time and money. "Patient 4479 is incurable. We've tried everything, from medicines to hypnotherapy to... well, everything."

Everything. The truth was that they hadn't tried everything- if they'd even tried at all- but Dr. Arkham hated the Joker so much that he was trying to push him toward more electrotherapy, or better yet, the chair.

But the the thing about Dr. June Stoltz was this: like everyone else, she had a secret, and this secret was the ticket to either salvation or madness (although she hadn't known it yet). While tween girls were asking their mothers about why they were growing hair in strange places or why they suddenly began to bleed every month, little June had to ask her mother why she could see into people's heads and relive their memories as clear as the day they happened. Clairvoyance, she eventually supposed; the ability to telepathically gain knowledge about a person without even having to ask. It was like mind-reading, but she could only see things that had happened in the past, never the present or future. Of course, when June had asked her mother that, she had no tangible answer, and they'd both sworn to secrecy to never tell anybody, although it never stopped little June's curiosity from wandering. Since age thirteen she'd been so intrigued and obsessed as to why she could do such things, and how her mind differed from others, that it lead to years of reading books about Psychology which then got her a career as a psychiatrist at Arkham (including studying at University, of course). And that's why she wanted to work on the Joker's case, because with her ability she could find out what happened, to see where it all went wrong, and then, hopefully, cure him.

She pled, hopelessly frowning as Dr. Arkham shuffled through paperwork in order to try and ignore her, but couldn't seem to get her face out of his peripheral vision- her moping expression and unkempt curls, the child. "Dr. Arkham, please, I've been wanting to work on this case for months. You told me, when there was an open opportunity, I could have it, and now that it's available you won't let me," She said, trying not to lose her temper or raise her voice in case he mistook it for a threat. "Please. I can do this, I know I can. You just gotta let me."

Dr. Arkham sighed, placing the paperwork down and began dialling the black telephone on his desk to call security again. He wasn't sure whether to feel embarrassed for her or himself as this was the third time this week she'd come here begging. "Miss Stoltz, you're young and frankly, quite inexperienced. You're, what, twenty?"