I've been a fiancé of the one and only Joker for a week and a half now. He's at home resting. I'm outside, drinking some coffee at a Café joint in the city. It's really nice here and they make the best coffee.
The ring on my finger fits perfectly. I'm extremely happy with the way that it looks. Now that I am going to be getting married sometime, I cannot begin to explain the excitement that I ALWAYS feel now. The anticipation is killing me. Just imagine it. Me, walking down an isle that has my love waiting for me at the end of it. Me, wearing an amazing dress, beautiful and big, stolen by my love. Him, looking handsome as ever in his suit, ready to say his vows. Us, together forever. Gosh, what an amazing thought.
My daydreaming was interrupted when someone sat down in front of me. "Bruce, what the hell. You've startled me." He laughed and gave me a file. I opened it and looked at him with a look of uncertainty.
"We found her. The girls name is Rebecca Montenegro and she's a widow of James Tucker. He was murdered by Penguin last year. Probably one of the most brutal killings he has ever. I asked around why he had beef with the man and no one knows." I nodded, continuing to read the file. This women is missing, at least that's what it says in the file.
She must have went crazy after her husband was murdered. No wonder she's killing all of these bad guys. "She's taken plenty of self defense classes and her father was a professional sniper for the United States Army. That explain a lot of the skills that she has. However, this still doesn't say anything about where she could be." Well, Bruce, if this is my home and I was going crazy and trying to find the man who murdered my husband, I'd be everywhere.
"We have to check every bar and club where criminals go to. Luckily, I own the East side likes its my little bitch. West and South side is Jokers and we both own North side. I'll make sure everyone knows who to look for." He nodded and I sent out a text to J, pictures of the file.
He will probably ask how I got that and I'll have to tell him I went under cover as an agent. "So, how's the fiancé doing?" I looked up to Bruce and smiled.
"Him and I are swell, indeed. How is Alfred?" We both laughed at the awkwardness of it all and before he could do or say anything, someone walked in, big and angry.
The man wore a big suit, metal and just... huge. Everyone screamed and ducked under tables. "Well, well, well. What a fine day at the coffee shop." Well, fuck man. What am I going to do? Clearly he is a rookie bad guy and I could take him and any moment, especially with Bruce. However, him and I both have reputations behind our masks that we have to keep. So, we his under the table.
A gunshot was heard and a body fell. This is just pathetic and annoying. This man must have mommy issues. "Why don't all the woman come out and play?" One by one, he started to drag the women out from under the table. Once he came around to me, I was pulled out and Bruce held onto my hand.
"Do we have a fighter?" I looked at Bruce and told him to let me go and he did. I know how to handle my own shit.
"What the hell are you doing? Acting all big and bad." With one of his robotic arms, he picked me up and slammed me on one of the tables. I laughed and groaned, that kind of hurt.
"Oh you think I'm acting, lady? You're nothing but a tiny bitch!" His fist came down and connected with my side. I winched but laughed again.
He gave me a confused look and I spit out the blood in my mouth. "You're going to regret this, you know?" Sirens in the background wailed and he started getting pissed, clearly he was on a schedule and I ruined it. "I remember faces you rookie piece of shit!" The man ran off and out the back just as the cops came in.
I was escorted to an ambulance to get checked up. A lot of people in the café came to me, thanking me for saving them and putting my life on the line. "Ma'am, what is your name?" Oh, well fuck.
"Mary Oxford. Shes with me." Thank god I have Bruce with me right now because I began to panic.
The medic had me go inside the ambulance to I could take my shirt off. Of course this is the day I don't wear a bra.. Luckily, Bruce gave me his scarf to cover up my boobs and the man began to examine my side. "Lucky you. Clearly, this guy doesn't really know what he's doing because he managed to hit right in between you hips and ribs. You'll have a pretty nasty bruise and I wouldn't be surprised if your muscles hurt for a while. Try not to do too much. Mr. Wayne, you may take her home now." I put my shirt back on and we walked out.
"Where is your motorcycle?" We walked side by side away from it all. I didn't want to get stopped by the news people and get my face plastered everywhere. The wind was making the already cold day, ever more cold. And of course I left my jacket in the café.
"Well, that was eventful, huh?" Bruce is getting too comfortable with me. I hope he knows that I'll kill him in one breath stroke if he tries anything on me. I am very much in love with someone who can kill literally anyone he wants to.
"Yes. Very eventful. I'm a little shook though. Of all times of the day, why at ass o'clock in the damn morning? No one wants this shit at 10 in the damn morning. Now my fucking body hurts and I still have a whole day and some ahead of me." I heard Bruce laugh and then something popped up in my head. Time to ruin the laughter because I know this is about to get serious
Really, it's popped up more than enough times. "Wheres Selina?" Instantly, his behavior changed.
We came to a stop and he looked around. "Who wants to know?" His voice was deep and raspy and I was pissed. No he did not just grab me by my arm over a damn question.
I yanked my arm away and punched him in the jaw. "I wants to know you imbecile. Hence why I asked. I need Ivy and they're always by each other." Bruce nodded as he held onto his jaw and people around us gave us dirty looks as they walked past. All they saw was a woman hitting a grown ass man. Such a good day.
"You can check at her apartment. She doesn't leave all that much. As for Ivy, just go to a botanical garden. She's been looking for you anyways. Says you've got something from her that you don't really know about." I nodded, knowing exactly what he's talking about, and walked away.
She still talks about me? That's very interesting. How is she going to beat my ass one day, give me some plant serum, and then talk about how she needs to see me. As if she doesn't know where I live or something? It's whatever, honestly. What is there to do?
I mean... I could go to the garden on that one roof. If I remember correctly, there's one that she likes the most on some old mans condo. I'm pretty sure he's in a vegetative state so,miss not like it will be hard to get to him.
