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Idolatry Part 4

Story Title: Idolatry Part Four
Summary: It's New Years in Gotham, and Bruce, Lily, Desi and the Joker all celebrate and prepare for changes ahead. But who is the new redhead?
Genre: AU OC
Pairing: Desdemona/Joker, Bruce Wayne/Lily, Matilda/Dick Grayson
Rating: R
Disclaimer: If I owned them, I'd be too busy fucking to write my name...
Author Notes: Comments are love, bitches! Previous stories, over 70 chapters are beneath cut!

Crane frowned, working slowly to pick the lock without upsetting the alarm. Hearing the loud click, he smiled and gently reached for the knob as the door flew open and the alarm sounded. Crane was knocked backward, sitting up as the fugitive scrambled to hold a clay pot together and get away. "You can't go that way." he said confidently, "If you want to get out of here, you better come with me." The fugitive snatched off her cap, sending her fiery hair cascading down her shoulders. She placed the plant gingerly into the cap and looked around before turning to him. "Okay." she agreed, "Thanks." He took her hand as the sirens blared, and they ran together. "I'm Johnathan." he introduced. "Pamela." She replied, following him down a corridor and disappearing from sight.

"You can stay here if you like." Pamela offered, "You will need this shot though." Johnathan looked around at all the flora as she prepped the shot, the shrink in him immediately curious. He rolled his sleeve and she tied his arm, smiling reassuringly as she located a vein. "If someone did that to me, I don't know what I would do." Pam said, "I wouldn't have run away, though." Pam chuckled, " 'Course, I have a bit of a temper." Johnathan frowned at the shot, bending his arm up to his shoulder. "My wife isn't well. It's complicated." he replied simply. Pam turned to toss away the needle, "Well, from what I know of the Joker I can't imagine any sane woman finding herself in that situation." Johnathan looked at the floor blankly, "There's only one thing you need to know about the Joker - avoid him."

Pam smiled, trying to cheer him. "Hey listen, I speak my mind. I'm not one of those ominous, wheels turning sorts, so please don't be offended. I'm just being straight with you." Johnathan looked up from the floor at her, "Not at all." he assures her, "It's refreshing actually, speaking to someone honest." He looked away and she watched him stunned. "Boy, she really has you blue." she commented. Johnathan rolled his eyes, "I'm just worried about her. She thinks she's in control, but my wife is a codependent to the core. I cared for her. With me, she was a professional, a mother..." he sighed, "and I have seen the two of them together in the past." Pam rolled her eyes, sipping her carrot juice slowly. "She seems great."

"A born criminal." Johnathan boasted, his eyes shining. "She tortures and kills people with such a finesse, you just have to admire it." Pam set the glass down and walked over to him, "And that is over now." she said seriously, "You have to focus on being Johnathan without being Johnathan and..." Johnathan looked into her eyes, "Desdemona." he answered. Pam dropped his hands, staring at him. "You were married to Desdemona?" she choked out, staring at him. Johnathan looked at her puzzled, "I still am." he replied, "Why?" Pam walked away shaking her head, returning with the newspaper. Johnathan stared at the front page, reading about the Christmas massacre and touching the mug shots of the Joker and Desdemona in disbelief. "Well, you seem to be correct." Johnathan said snidely, "It is definitely over now."

Lily groaned as daylight poured into the room, pulling her blanket over her face in protest. "Wake up, my darling." Bruce cooed, hugging her waist as he spooned. Lily groaned, "No." she replied simply. She rolled to face him, burying her face in his chest and pulling the blanket up and over them both. He kissed her forehead, and Lily opened her eyes and looked up at him. "Bruce?" she said sleepily. Bruce opened his arms, looking down at her. "I didn't cancel all the plans for today like you asked." she admitted, "There are all coming to set up." Bruce thought for a few moments, "No big deal, everyone forgets from time to time. We'll have the party, don't upset yourself over it." He leaned in for a kiss, stopping at Lily's expression. "What is it?" he asked kindly.

"I didn't forget." she admitted, "I just didn't cancel it." Bruce looked at her, puzzled for a moment. "Well, no reason to get all upset." He said, climbing out of bed. "It's just a party. It'll be fun." Lily stared at him as he walked toward the washroom, crestfallen. She rolled onto her stomach, pulling an empty wine bottle from under her pillow and setting it on the floor before she pulled the blanket over her head. Bruce returned moments later to find Lily sound asleep. He grinned as he looked down at her when he felt something tap his foot. He looked down at the rolling wine bottle and he went for it, spying several others under her bed. He lifted the bottle, remembering the strict no alcohol rule concerning her treatment. Bruce looked at Lily as she slept, taking the bottle with him as he left the room.

Bruce failed to find an opportunity to discuss his concern with Lily, as mere hours later the mansion was crowded with tables, chefs, alcohol delivery, and professional gambling setups for his famous New Year's Eve bash. Lily was up in her room with stylists for the entire afternoon, and Bruce retired to his room to wash up and put on his tux for the event. By nightfall the the main hall was transformed, and Lily stood in the kitchen, inspecting every aspect of the cooking before the guests arrived. "Absolutely amazing." Bruce whispered as he brushed past her. Lily turned, offering a sample to his mouth. "You did hire me to plan this sort of thing." she quipped. Bruce chewed quickly, "I meant you." he said, kissing her cheek.

Lily's expression went serious, "Bruce, I need to talk to you when we have time." Bruce nodded, "Everything all right?" He asked. Lily scanned with her eyes, "Yeah, nothing important." The band began playing and jazz filled the hall as both Lily and Bruce looked toward the sound. "Won't be long now." Lily said. Bruce smiled at her, "Ready to say goodbye to the year?" he asked. Lily grabbed his hand and pulled him out to the hall to dance with her before the guests arrived. "Are you happy?" Lily asked as she held to him, "Really, honestly happy?" They turned slowly around the floor as the band played, 'It's Been a Long Long Time' and Bruce sighed. He dropped his head, kissing her softly in response. "Are you ready for all this?" he said softly. Lily chuckled, "I hope so." she said worried.

There was a knock at the door, and they separated. "It's a show." Bruce whispered in her ear as they made their way to the door, "It's all a show. Relax, you're gonna be great." They both smiled charmingly as the doors opened and exquisitely dressed people began pouring into the foyer. Lily prepared to the kitchen while Bruce addressed the crowd, and as she returned from sending the first rounds of liquor out she found the mansion already crowded. She navigated among them, unable to find Bruce. "Where is Bruce?" a blond exclaimed behind Lily. "Give it up, Sharon." another answered, "He's seeing someone. It won't last though, not with that plain old sack." The circle laughed and Lily stopped to listen. "It's like, what does he see in her anyway?" Chimed the third woman, "I heard she worked in a coffee shop." The group all laughed loudly at that, and Lily smiled as she eavesdropped.

"Actually..." Lily called out, reaching into the circle to shake their hands, "I owned that coffee shop, and if you really want to you know, it's sex." The women all looked at each other as Lily continued. "Bruce is phe-no-men-al in bed!" Lily clutched her chest, "I've pulled muscles. I've blacked out, that coma story?" Lily scoffed, "That's what happens when you date a dreamboat who wants it six times a day. Complete bedrest." Lily shook her head as all the women stared at her, mouths agape. "Well, enough dishing, huh?" Lily laughed, "Drink up, ladies!" Lily pointed at the second woman, "But I'd go easy on the Hors d' oeuvres if I were you. You know, once on the lips, forever on the..." Lily waved dismissively, "Well, you know." Lily walked away victoriously, leaving the women stunned.

Lily mingled with each person she met, seeking out those of substance and avoiding reporters and the drunk. Bruce saw her from across the room and made his way over as she spoke with an older man at great length. "I completely agree. I'm from Crime Alley, lived there my whole life!" Lily exclaimed as Bruce walked up. "Bruce!" the man said warmly. Bruce shook his hand happily, "Good evening, Mr. Scott." Bruce replied, wrapping an arm around Lily. "Quite a lady you've got here." Scott commented, "What a wit! I can't wait to work with her in the new year." Bruce looked to Lily, who sighed and shook her head. "He does charity in Crime Alley, and I thought maybe I could put together a fund raiser or something." Bruce nodded, "Could you excuse us?" he asked politely, taking Lily's hand. "I'll be in touch." Lily called as he pulled her along.

Lily stopped outside her bedroom door, "I'm doing pretty good, huh?" She asked, pressing her back to the door. "You wanted to talk to me?" Bruce asked as Lily hugged him to her. "It can wait. Ring in the new year with me." She opened the door, stepping backwards into the room as Bruce lingered in the doorway. Lily turned, only to find five empty wine bottles staring back at her from her vanity. Lily bit her lower lips, turning to face Bruce. "Oh, Lily." Bruce sighed, "You know you aren't supposed to drink." Lily nodded, "I know. I'm not an alcoholic or anything." Bruce walked over to her, "At this pace it won't take long." he commented. Lily turned, resting her hands against his chest. "I didn't want to do this today. I wanted one perfect day before." Lily said, and Bruce looked at her confused.

"I have to go away for a while." Lily said sickly. Bruce stared at her dumbfounded, and Lily rolled her eyes as she paced around the room. "I love much." Lily began, "When we started, it was so incredible and then the damn shooting and the coma and the rehab." Lily grabbed the back of a chair, avoiding Bruce's glance. "Somewhere in all of this, I became a patient, a ward. I hate it." Tears fell from her eyes, and she looked at Bruce. "I want to be the woman you care about, not the woman you care for. That's why I have to go away for a while. I have to stand on my own two feet, I have to learn to defend myself. If you don't still want me when I'm done, I will understand." Bruce rushed her, "Don't go." he asked, "We can do this together, here." He kissed Lily forcefully, holding her face. "Don't." he pleaded, "You're not a burden."

"I have to." Lily replied. She held to his hands, which were still around her face. "I'll be ok." Lily assured him. From below them, they heard shouting. "Happy New Year." Lily offered. "Promise me that if you need anything, if you get in trouble, that you will call me." Lily chuckled, "I'm moving out, but vanishing from the planet." Bruce kissed her, holding to her body helplessly as he tried to imagine what was going to happen next. "Happy New Year." he whispered.

"Happy New Year baby!" Desi cried, pouring the champagne down her chest. Joker growled happily as he pounced on her, licking and biting along her already hickey-adorned chest. Desi squealed in delight, pouring the champagne down her cleavage and into his hungry mouth. Joker howled with laughter, grabbing her hair and soaking her face as he kissed her. Johny Frost stood watching them quietly, trying not to watch. "Ahem, sir?" he said, mildly annoyed. Desi was leaning back on Frost's desk, her knees under the Joker's arms as he lifted from her chest and looked at Frost. "I'm working." The Joker sniffed, and Desi giggled wildly. "Yes sir, but if we want this demonstration ready in time, we need to finish tonight." Frost explained. Joker grabbed Desi's knees and sat up. Leaning down to her, he said charmingly "To be continued."

Joker walked to Frost, and Desi collapsed back onto the desk, letting her head hang off the end as she watched them. "Introduce yourself." Joker ordered as he took the plans from him. Frost turned to Desi, who was still half hanging off his desk. She bent her knees, crossing her legs as she stared at him. "I know who you are." Desi snapped, cutting his introduction off. She looked past him to the Joker, who studied his plans and wrote careful notes. "You could've told me you were backing Johnny Frost." she called, "Would've saved me a lot of headache. I tortured people over the little prick." Joker continued writing, flipping the blueprints over. "Do I have to tell you everything?" he joked, "If you having a crisis of conscience, send him a fruit basket."

"I killed him." Desi replied flatly. Joker looked at her momentarily before returning to his plans. "Well, that's my girl." he commented, "No apologies." Desi smiled, "No regrets." Desi rolled onto her feet and walked over to study his plan. Frost watched her walk away, squaring his jaw as his eyes trailed over her. "Gah, I'm all wet." Desi muttered as she leaned in to study his notes. Joker laughed, "Yeah, and you're covered in champagne too." Desi leaned over the desk to study the blueprint, shoving Joker jokingly. Frost stared down Desi's corset from across the room, swallowing hard and growing flush. Are you outta you fuckin' mind? he thought, You even think about eating off of the Joker's plate and he'll massacre you. Just put it out of your head.

Frost's train of though was derailed by Desi, who filled the room with giddy laughter as the Joker sent her after supplies with a playful slap on the ass. Desi walked past him, rubbing her ass and as the smell of baby powder hit him, he closed his eyes in frustration and returned to the Joker's side.

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

...or Part Five, "Desdemona's Return"
Part One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten Eleven Twelve

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

..or Part Seven, "Idolatry"
Part One Two Three
Tags: featuring: alfred, featuring: batman, featuring: bruce wayne, featuring: dr. crane, featuring: gordon, featuring: scarecrow, featuring: the joker, featuring: two-face, genre: au, genre: het, genre: movieverse, genre: multi-chapter, pairing: bruce/ofc, pairing: joker/ofc, rating: nc-17
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