Hello Mr. E. Nigma

So here's the deal

Loreli's POV

"You're letting me go?! What's the catch?" I ask, hoping there would be no strings attached. I mean so far I've been almost attacked by a mugger, I found out my date is a psychopath, I got kidnapped by said psycho, and was forcibly locked in his room for the rest of the night. I think I deserve a break.

"Aren't you clever. If course there are some conditions." Dangit! Edward stands up and holds out his hand for me to take. Reluctantly, I take it and stand with him. "We'll speak on the way. Just let me grab some things." He tells me as I'm let into the forbidden living room. Jonathan Crane was just coming from the kitchen and The Joker and Harley Quinn were sitting on the couch laughing about who knows what. All the eyes of the three criminals land on me.

"Hey! Did ya enjoy ya breakfast!?" Harley Quinn asks.

I look around thinking she may be talking to someone else but then point to myself to confirm she was asking me, "Me?"

"Yeah, you." She smiles.

"Oh, uh yeah. It was great." I answer nervously.

"You should thank Johnny, ain't he a good cook! Even though i think i could do better." She challenges him.

"Harley you taste in food is as good as your taste in relationships." Jonathan said bluntly a small smirk curving onto his lips.

"What's that supposed to mean!?!" Harley yells at him.

"Your cooking is awful. That's what it means." He responded, unafraid of any outcome that would come his way.

An uproar of laughter came from Joker, "Oh Johnny, never change! You're a riot!" He slapped his knee while trying to gasp for air. Harley poured and left the living room, probably to hers and Joker's room. The rest of the moment was awkwardly filled with silence as I just stood there waiting for Edward. Jonathan Crane became very uninterested and started reading a book on the coffee table while Joker sat there smiling at me. As if I didn't feel weird enough.

Ed returns with a few things and gives some of it to me, "Here, your gonna need this if we can come to an understanding."

"If? What do you mean?" I don't know why I ask, I know the answer and so does he I can tell by the mixed feeling look he's giving me. Ed waves his fellow criminals goodbye as we walk out the door. I've come to realize that the mornings in Gotham aren't very different from the evenings, it was a bit lighter with the light sun passing through the clouds but other than that there was no difference. Ed pulled some keys from his pocket and unlocked a green classic mustang with the license plate: Pr4d0x. It was a beautiful car the paint job was perfect and not a scratch or deny was in sight. The interior was black with purple stripes outlining it. There was no trash on the floor or stains on the carpet, no loose papers between seats, nothing! The exact opposite of my car.

Edward laughed to himself as he looks at my reaction, "Impressed? I wouldn't blame you it is a pretty amazing car I wouldn't accept anything less." All I can do is nod as I continue to look around the vehicle. "I got it while back. It's my favorite one so far."

"You've had a lot if cars?" I ask while inspecting the car's perfectly shined paint job and glossed door handles.

"When fighting the batman you... crash a lot." I chuckle at him which grants me an amused smile from him. He starts up the engine, backs out the driveway, and we head to my place.

"So, what's this agreement?" I ask curiously leading on the chair arm rest in the center of the vehicle.

"Okay, so like I said before I can't trust you, so you see that question mark earpiece?" I nod. "Turn it on and put it in." I do as told. "Hear me?" My ear is greeted by his voice loudly, I wince and turn the volume down on it. "Sorry, anyways with this I can hear you and you can hear me. So if you tell anyone about where we are I'll know. And I'm sure you can guess what will follow." His voice is dead serious not an inch of doubt traced his lips. "The monitoring will only last for a month, anything less will still give them a chance to track us anything more might drive you inane." He snickered.

I chuckle, "So what's this for?" I wave around a small little black box with a square red button on it that looked like a garage door opener. Ed pulled out his phone and motioned for me to press the button, one click and in a second his phone went on alarm.

"For emergencies only." He directed me like I was a child. "Hit that button and I'll be on my way."

"What makes you think I'll end up needing your help?"

"Everyone eventually ends up needing my help." There goes that ego again. "If you really believe you don't need it you'd be wrong, but I'll take it back..." He trails off holding out his hand for it as he keeps his eyes on the road.

"No, its fine. I'll keep it for now." I hold the box in my hands loosely.

"Your welcome by the way." He says obviously expecting a thank you.

"Thanks." I tell him softly, looking out the window as houses pass us by.

"I also might drop by now and then." He slips the statement in.

"Huh? Why?" I cock an eyebrow as he keeps his eyes on the road.

"Just don't be surprised if I do okay." He says somewhat defensively. "So you in?" He asks glancing at me for a moment before looking back at the road.

"So long as I'm back home I guess." I shrug looking back out the window.

"Great cause we're here." Edward pulls into a parking space for my apartment building and unlocks the door for me to get out. I'm just about to leave when he clears his throat.

"Yes?" I ask.

"Uh, look, Loreli.... I, um, well before all this happened.... I was actually having a good time and i was wondering if.... did you enjoy our date?" He finally managed to get out. I was shocked by the unexpected question, I never even thought about the date. All I really focused on was how it ended but I guess I had pretty good reason I was basically kidnapped after all. Why is he even asking me this? Does he really think he's still got a shot?

"I- I think that it doesn't matter anymore don't you?" I look down at my hands in my lap. He doesn't say anything so I get out of the car. As soon as the door closes he leaves.

Edward's POV

Gosh I'm an idiot! Well maybe that's taking it a bit too far but that was a stupid move! I hit the steering wheel as I come to a stop light, I might as well take my anger out on something! My phone starts to ring beside me, I hit answer and turned it to speaker cause of the light now turning green. I know I don't really care about laws but crashing would be a pretty boring way to go. "What?!" I answer harshly.

"Well someone's cranky!" Joker voice rang through the phone. "I take it she didn't exactly swoon into your arms before she left?"

"Let's try and change topics." It was more of a demand than request.

"Alright, look, I never really all you for help but i suppose desperate times call for desperate measures." He droned.

Now I had some interest in the topic, "I'm listening..."

Joker sighed, "I need you to get me some blueprints of GCPD."

"Interesting... What for?" I ask slyly smirking.

"I have a present to give them! Sounds fun right!?" He cackled. "See i-" a small clearing of a throat was heard behind him, "I mean we could easily stuck it outside of the GCPD but that'd be to easy. So we are going to put it inside!"

"So it's a bomb right?" I clarify. "Your just looking for a place to put it?"

"Well.... I wouldn't say bomb exactly.. It's my patented laughing gas!" Joker cracked up. "But there will be an explosion of laughter!" He continued, with his maniacal laughter creating irritating high pitches on the phone. "Until they stop... then the crowd will be dead."

"And you wonder why we don't hang out more?" I shake my head and run my hand through my hair once I come to a stop light. "Alright, I'll help, but you'll have to work me into your plan."

"Need to blow off some steam, Eddie?"

"Mind your own business, clown. Just do it. I'll have the plans by the time I get back." I snap pressing down on the gas pedal as soon as the light changed.

"Okiedokie! Toodles!" Then the phone went dead.