Three is a crowd

Chapter Twenty One

Oswald was sitting at his private table as he waited for his guest. He looked up and smiled when he heard the man speak, "Hey Oz."

"Hello Johnny." He presented his hand to sit. Johnny slid into the booth with a blank face, "I thought you would stay away with Pax giving you a new identity."

Johnny tapped his finger tip on the table as he looked down in a daze, "I.. I had to see it for myself. Is he really gone?"

Oswald pursed his lips from side to side in the same direction as he tilted his head, "Well.. not entirely. Go by there around midnight and you'll see. He never misses a show."

Johnny's face was sad, "I heard it was pretty sweet how she did it."

Oswald chuckled, "It was fucking awesome. You would have been proud."

Johnny wiped his eyes as he pressed them with his thumb and pointer finger, "I already was."

Oswald raised his glass, "To Pax."

Johnny tapped it to his, "To Ball Buster."

It was midnight. Joker sat in his private show room slouching in his chair. He fluttered his fingers against the arm as he watched a figure dance on the stage, "Are you gonna stay up there all night, or ya gonna come down and see me?"

An image of Pax slid off of the dancer poll and eased off stage. Joker growled as he stretched his neck, "Why do you come every night to torment me?"

"Oh J baby, do you want me to go?" Pax stood right in front of his legs.

"It speaks." He whispered loudly.

Pax bit her lip as she turned around and leaned back on him as she rubbed her bottom on his lap, "So, your not happy to see me?"

Joker was nuzzling her ear with his lips, "Mmmm, oh no honey. I'm just trying to figure out if your just another voice in my head."

Pax giggled as she turned around and straddled him. He started to raise his hands to touch her, "No no J. No touching, and no. I'm not in your head, I'm right here." Pax laid her hand over his heart.

"Well that's good and all, but I know somewhere else you could be, that would fell a lot better." He bit his bottom lip as she curved her chest closer to his face.

"Oh, I wish I could, but that's impossible. Mmm.." Pax drove him crazy as she pushed her cleavage together.

"J? Who ya talking to?"

Joker didn't look away from Pax as she sat on his lap, "Its Pax Frost! Don't ya see her?"

Frost shook his head, "You are out of your fucking mind."

Pax leaned down and whispered in Jokers ear.

Johnny turned to leave until he heard Joker, "She said to tell you thank you. She's sorry she had to leave."

Johnny scoffed as he turned around, "That's very typical."

Pax leaned into Jokers ear again, "Fruit loops?"

Johnny's expression eased, "What?"

Joker continued to look at the invisible girl, "The night you went to kill her. When you brought her home. You got irritated that she ate all of them, but gladly gave them up since they hadn't fed her."

Johnny had tears in his eyes, "Goodbye Pax."

Joker heard him leave but kept his eyes on her. His eyes widened as she eased off his lap, "This is where I leave."

"See you tomorrow then?" Joker tried to touch her but she was too quick.

"I'm afraid not J." Pax looked down as she turned to walk away.

"Wait!" Jokers chest heaved.

"Yes J?"

He walked up to her, "Please, one kiss?"

Pax caught him off guard as she grabbed a handful of hair and pressed his lips to hers. He could smell the scent of her hair. Tasted her lips and felt her flesh as he embraced her. He heard her sign out a breath. His eyes slowly opened as he felt her ease away. She was gone. He grabbed through thin air but nothing was there.  He stood in the silence alone thinking of her.

Bruce walked into his office after Pax's funeral. There was a box flashing on his computer screen. He sat down and clicked on it. He smirked when the video of Pax came on. "Hello Bruce. I told you  that you would see me again. But these circumstances means I'm gone. I can't thank you enough for using my program "Clean Slate" for Frost. He is a good man, that had done some bad things. I was going to request that you destroy it, but others need your help. Please find them and use it to free them. Your a good man, and I sincerely trust your judgement. This is where we say goodbye." The screen closed, Bruce leaned back in his chair and smirked as he thought about their time together.

Oswald stepped out of the limo and waited for Johnny to do the same. "Johnny." Oswald offered him his hand and smiled as Johnny shook it. "If you ever want to get back in?"

Johnny held up his hand, "Nah, she set me up pretty good. I'm comfortable right now, but thanks."

Oswald patted his shoulder, "Take care."

Frost nodded and headed to his private jet. Sampson was asleep on the leather sofa with his tongue hanging out. Johnny rubbed the dogs head, but he didn't stir. He took a seat by the window and admired Gotham for the last time.