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Desdemona's Return, Conclusion

Story Title: Desdemona's Return Part Twelve
Summary: Conclusion
Genre: AU OC
Pairing: Desdemona/Johnathan Crane, Bruce Wayne/Lily
Rating: R
Disclaimer: If I owned them, I'd be too busy fucking to write my name...
Author Notes: Comments are love, bitches! I owe this one to vonnix and my dear jokerluv

Crane sat in lockup in his jumper, staring at his cuffed hands. "Remember when we took Matilda to the coast?" he said blankly. Desi walked into the room, sitting against the table right in front of him. She brushed his bangs from his face as he sat unresponsive. "We lifted her above the spray and swung her along so her little shoes wouldn't get wet." His tone held no emotion, and Desi pulled her hand from his temple slowly. Crane smiled sickly, visualizing memories as he sat focus less. "Remember how we spent a week in bed when she went away to boarding school? I just held you as you cried for days." Crane's eyes drifted slowly up to Desi's face. Desi reached for his hair a second time, and he quickly grasped her hand. "I remember." she replied. Crane sandwiched her hand between his. "She's my daughter." he implored.

Desi sank to the floor, seeking Crane's view as he looked between his knees, "And I'm your wife." she responded, "I couldn't tell you, you wanted so badly to be her father that I just couldn't. But I chose you, Johnathan." Crane touched her cheek tenderly, but his expression was crestfallen. "I am taking a deal." Crane explained, "You won't be charged with anything, but you may be pressured to give up the Joker." Crane cleared his throat, speaking loudly, "If, of course, you knew where he is." Desi looked to the mirrored glass as he spoke, her expression hateful. "You always take such good care of me." Desi said sweetly. Crane looked seriously at her, "Don't let him steal you away while I'm gone." he begged, "Just, remember who we are and wait for me." Tears fell down Desi's face, and she nodded sincerely, "I will. I am so sorry that I let this happen."

Desi rested her face against Crane's knee, draping her hands over his legs. Her chest fell as she sobbed, and Crane closed his eyes, unable to bear seeing her so upset. He stroked her hair gently, "" he soothed, "None of that. Everything will be all right." Desi rubbed her head against his knee. "I do love you, you know." she confided, "I'm just not any good at following rules. I'm like a dog, always chasing something on impulse. I never mean to do harm, but destroying things is all I'm good at." Crane lifted her chin and smiled at her, "That's not true. You are good at many things, and you can do this my darling." Crane traced her tear with his thumb, "Wait for me Desi. It will be hard, but you can do it. I have faith in you." Desi wept, genuinely afraid of what she was in for. "I'll try." she sniffed.

Crane leaned forward, "That's all anybody can ask of you." he said. He pressed his forehead to hers, and Desi wept until Crane swooped down and stopped her mouth with his kiss. Desi clung to him, keeping the kiss as long as she possibly could. "I love you." Desi whispered. Crane smiled, "Say it again." Desi stood, "I love you, Johnathan Crane." Crane smiled, "Then what do I have to be sad about?" he asked, "Go on, my darling. But visit soon, my heart is in your chest." Desi turned, leaving on the high and without saying goodbye. She made it to the visitor's washroom, and stood before the mirror wiping away running mascara. Desi focused on her reflection, making a fist as she turned over her situation in her mind. "Stop it." She spat as tears filled her eyes, punching the hard brick wall with all her might. She continued until her hand bled, continuing the mantra, "Just suck it up and get yourself together."

Bruce dozed in the armchair he has all but lived in since Lily's admission into the hospital. Her condition hadn't changed, and Bruce hadn't left her side. Dick walked quietly into the room, checking in silently as Bruce stirred. "Alfred tells me you haven't left the hospital at all." Dick said quietly. Bruce stretched, rubbing his face as he sat up. "I'm not gonna be anywhere else if she wakes up." he replied, "When she wakes up." Dick rested a hand on his shoulder to comfort him. "Well, take all the time you need. We have everything, Alfred and I." Dick shifted uneasy, "I was thinking maybe it was time for a change." Bruce looked up at him, "You don't mean..." Dick turned to him, making his case. "Nightwing is a good transition, and right now is the perfect time. With everything that's going on, plus with Matilda's help, we can hold down the fort while you focus on this."

Bruce sat contemplating for several minutes. "We're ready, Bruce." Dick assured, "Both of us." Bruce reluctantly nodded, his eyes not leaving the monitor which loomed ominously over Lily. "Make it happen." Bruce said solemnly. Dick smiled, "Consider it done. If you need anything, let me know, and please call me as soon as she wakes up." Bruce looked hopefully at Dick, who turned to leave. "Dick..." Bruce started, "please tell Miss Crane that I appreciate everything she did. I know she tried to save Lily at the risk of her safety, and I won't forget it. If she needs anything, have Alfred or Lucius arrange it." Dick nodded before leaving the room. Bruce stood, rolling up his sleeves before walking over to the bed. "Good morning." he said, retrieving her face cloth. He walked to the sink, soaking it in warm water and squeezing the excess.

He blotted her face carefully, brushing her hair away as he dabbed around her eyes. He applied her chapstick and rubbed her skin cream along her arms methodically. "Don't worry, we'll be out here before long." Bruce said as Lily lay unresponsive. "If you think I'm spoiling you now..." he added with a sick laugh, "Just wait until I get you home." His expression soured and he stopped, just looking at her. Shaking the thoughts from his mind, he continued, "Because today is the perfect day to wake up." he commented, "Whenever you're ready." He placed her hands on her stomach and kissed her temple before loading up her ipod and filling the room with her favorite music. As the sound of Freezepop filled the room, Bruce sat and patiently waited for the doctor.

Desi stood in the dark of pier 27 lighting a cigarette. She heard the chain as the gate opened and took a step back into the dark. "You will have to work on that, you know." Desi announced, "You really shouldn't let everyone know you're coming." Matilda walked in, and saw the ember from Desi's cigarette in the dark. "Very dramatic mom." Matilda replied, "You wanna come out here and talk to me?" Desi exhaled, "Bravada is half the job, Matilda." Desi responded coolly, "With the right attitude, you don't have to resort to violence nearly as often. This is a business, and blood is a big expense." Desi took a step into the light, "That's what you like to think you understand, but you have no idea." Desi continued pacing, circling her daughter as she spoke. "How do you know I don't have a crew here? That I won't kill you?"

Matilda tensed, her eyes darting around the darkness. "Now you feel it huh? The worry?" Desi taunted, "Maybe now you realize that the woman who powdered your ass isn't the woman you wanna get in the ring with." Desi snatched a strip of her hair, "And I hate your hair." Desi stopped in front of her, watching her rub her head painfully. Matilda watched as she finished her cigarette, blowing smoke above her irritably. "Now, why exactly are you doing this? I get the noble, 'I wanna do good' blah blah blah. What is it really, Matilda?" Desi's eyes narrowed, waiting for her response. Matilda looked immediately self conscious, and eyed the dark corners of the pier a second time before answering "Do you remember Liam Sotheby?"

Desi wrinkled her forehead. "No." She stood perplexed for a few moments before darting her eyes back to Matilda. "Wait, not the little emo kid at school?" he asked incredulously. Matilda squared her jaw, licking her lips but said nothing. "Christ." Desi spat, "Grow up little girl. All men have one, and most of them will try to give it to you. Besides, he wasn't nearly as loyal as you might think." Matilda looked hatefully at her. "There's no need to be cruel, mother." Desi rolled on her heels, "I'm not being cruel, Matilda." she seethed, "Cruel would be talking about how he begged. Telling you how he gave you up before I even got past the icepick. What I did to his manhood." Desi stopped as a tear traced down Matilda's cheek, "Telling you he's still alive, avoiding you. That's cruel." Matilda wiped the tear, embarrassed. "Yes. It is."

Desi walked up to her, touching her cheek tenderly. "Come home, for your sake." she offered, "If you persist in this farce I will turn my back on you, and you don't want that, believe me. Have you thought about how many criminals will want your blood because of who you are? You choose this path and I will not protect you. You will be alone." Matilda shook her off, "I'm not alone." Desi nodded. Matilda fought back tears, "Mom, who is my father?" she asked, her eyes pleading. Desi threw her cigarette down, stepping on it and twisting her foot. "So, you gonna fight crime?" she asked. Matilda nodded, noting her mother's disappointment. "Then you don't have a father." Desi replied coldly. Matilda sighed, visibly hurt by the comment. "And you?" she asked timidly.

Desi laughed spitefully, "Matilda Jane Crane, I made your bones. I'm in your blood. No matter where you go in this life, I will be there." Emotion overcame her, and Desi continued, "But not as your mother. As your arch enemy." Matilda shuddered, and Desi smiled bitterly, "Yeah, now you're getting it." Desi stared silently at her for several minutes. "Goodbye Matilda. I trust you'll give me a few minutes to leave before you do. Professional courtesy and all." Matilda agreed, confused as to the request. Desi turned from her, making her way out of the building. "May our paths never cross." Desi called back, "For your sake!"

Desi walked out of the warehouse, climbing into the back of her limousine. She sat down, her emotion overtaking her and wept openly as she fished another cigarette. She took the first long drag, holding it as her shoulders fell. "You didn't let her see any of that, did you?" The Joker asked seriously. Desi shook her head as he took the cigarette from her hand. "I take it she still wants to fight the good fight?" he added dryly, watching Desi weep. "Sh-sh-sh, now." he soothed, "How can J make it all better?" Desi accepted her cigarette back, leaning in to rest on his shoulder for a moment. "Come on." he encouraged, lifting her chin to look on her. "Don't kill her, ok?" Desi requested, "Just make her wish she was dead."

Joker smile grew enormous as he beamed at Desi and he growled a low, malicious growl in response. "Whatever you say, mom." he replied, petting her head. Desi kissed his softly, resting her head against his chest. "Thank you, dad." she whispered, "See you at home?" Joker took her cigarette, climbing out of the car. "Later." he responded, closing the door. The limousine pulled away as Joker made his way into the warehouse and to Matilda.

Meanwhile across town, in a lonely hospital room a woman's hand gripped a man's, signaling a new and complete drama to come.

Note: I have three more treatments for three complete Joker!Desi sequels. All the Desi/Joker fans can brace yourselves for truly depraved, dirty, sexy, violent on a much gander scale!

I am taking requests, so if there is anything you would like to see, either violence or sex, please comment. If I can work it in, you'll see it! Thanks for reading!

Part One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten Eleven

If you're lost, check out the first story, "What a Little Moonlight Can Do"
Part One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten Eleven Twelve

...And it's sequel, "Ain't No Sunshine (When She's Gone)"
Part One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten Eleven Twelve

...or Part three, "Fearless"
Part One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten Eleven Twelve

...or Part Four, "Mother's Ruin"
Part One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten Eleven Twelve
Tags: featuring: alfred, featuring: batman, featuring: bruce wayne, featuring: dr. crane, featuring: harley quinn, featuring: scarecrow, featuring: the joker, genre: au, genre: het, genre: movieverse, genre: multi-chapter, misc: request, pairing: bruce/ofc, pairing: joker/harley, pairing: joker/ofc, rating: r
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