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Sarah looked down sadly and looked up at him. Mr Gold looked guilty and took a deep breath, "I was looking for any clues to where you might be, I was frantic....I thought you might have Barbara's number in your notebook, but then I realized it was a journal...I...I saw some of the stuff in there."

"....that I have...sexual dreams...of my hero?" Sarah asked looking down, "...and the gruesome detail of my past?"

"....n-no! I meant the letters he sent you, and the fact you think you've fallen for him...," he blushed deep red, "I didn't read the other stuff....wait, sexual dreams!! About HIM!" he tried to stay calm, "oh dear lord! I did not need to know that."

Sarah looked down tearing up. She was shaken up she told him now, "well... I do...I'm sorry I said it...it's just...I-I can't stop...thinking about him...I thought he was just sweet person, but the moment he left...I-I couldn't stop thinking about him..."

Gold took a deep breath, "I understand, sweetheart. I really do. It's natural. I'm just reacting like any protective father. I'm sorry. It's not even the age gap. Belle was...almost 18 years younger than me."

"...," she looked down, "you know wouldn't do anything bad before I am a legal woman. I promise. My mom always told me it's best until I was married. But it breaks my heart he's in there and I can't see him. Unless...you could see him?"

Mr Gold felt uncomfortable about it. Since the fact she told him her dreams about Joker.

"....well it's good to know that you wouldn't break the law. Even though he might. But are you suggesting I...take you to go and see him?"

"Either that or if...you can see him, because...I'm banned until I'm 18..," she looked down sadly.

"...Sarah, you know I would do anything for you. You're my world. But what would you want me to say to him? Or ask him?"

"Just ask him, if he really truly thinks about me, and if he still cares. And...thanking him for saving me?" If he never did...I wouldn't be alive and have you as my papa."

Mr Gold sighed, but nodded, "I'll contact Arkham tomorrow and put in a request to visit. Do you want me to take a picture for you too? Or a video?" he teased.

"...papa!" She gasped.

"what? I thought you might like a picture of him to put in a frame or something."

"...and...and what with it?" She blushed.

Gold frowned in confusion, "what with it? I'm talking about his face, Sarah. A picture of him not of his- not THOSE types of pictures. Ewe," he groaned, blushing.

"N-no I didn't mean...I'm sorry...," she looked down blushing dark red.

"Oh, then what did you mean?"

"N-nothing...I have to understand you like to tease me," she blushed, and tried to hold in her giggles. Soon they got home and they got ready for bed. Sarah was about to go to bed, but she noticed a letter in the window. She grabbed the letter and saw it was from Joker again. She opened it and read the letter.

Princess, are you okay? I saw you, the guard was dragging you out and you seemed so angry. Did he hurt you? I don't understand what happened. We're you arguing with your..... boyfriend? I tried to get to you but....they stopped me. It was nice to see you though, even though it was upsetting. You've grown up so much! I feel so old, haha. I was thinking if you wanted to, you could call me. There's no restrictions on age with phone calls. At least then we could talk. Please reply soon and let me know you're okay.

Love and hugs, Jo xxxx

She wrote back giving her number.

Ps. That dick is not my boyfriend. He is 18 years old but once he found out who I was going to see (you) he lied to the guards saying he was 17 instead. I thought he was my friend."

Once Joker received the letter the next day he told the orderlies he wanted to make a phone call. They were in shock and laughed, asking him who he would be calling other than his lawyer, because he had no family. But they allowed him to make a call, so he quickly dialed Sarah's number.

Sarah was doing her homework and her father was working late at his shop, but then her phone rang. She didn't know who. She was nervous thinking it was The Joker, but it could be Joker. She answered.

"H-Hello?" She answered shyly.

"...h-hey, princess...it's me."

"...Mr Joker?" She asked.

He then chuckled softly, "Yeah, but you can call me Mr J, Jo, or even Artie if you want to."

"Artie?," she then giggled, "So it is your name. Arthur Fleck...that little weasel told me. But I like Arthur. It's cute..."

He then laughed at her little weasel comment "it's cute that you think my real by name is cute. I'm sorry I thought he was your boyfriend....I just figured...that you'd have a boyfriend."

"...I-I...I don't want one...except one I want...but I am too young for him..." she said softly.

"Ah, right. So you're like, what, 16 or 17 now? You'll soon be old enough, then I'm sure you'll get your man. If he has any sense that is, with you being so pretty and amazing and all."

"Actually...," she stopped herself. She wanted to tell him, but why tell him. He was a hero. A total celebrity in the city, "no...you probably have a girlfriend...," she sounded sad now.

"Me? Yeah I kinda do, but it's not like we can be together properly. And she has weird ways of showing she loves me...like, by burning my arms with cigarettes," he sighed.

"...she sounds abusive...I wouldn't dare do that to you."

"You wouldn't?"

"No. I been through a lot more than abuse...th-that...I just can't bare to hurt you. Even if someone forced me to hurt you. I would rather kill-"

"No, honey. Don't say that. I don't wanna hear you say those words. I know you've been through a lot worse than me. And as for Harley...I guess I was just lonely, and...I...uh...never had a girlfriend before so...it was nice to feel wanted by someone at last."

"...," she started to cry. She wanted to tell him, "you...you think I was treated just like all the other girls...or do you know it was worse?"

"...Jackson told me it was worse. And someday I'd like to shoot that scumbag who did what he did to you. But, Sarah, you're not like the others. You're special."

"...," she shook her head as she break down, "no I am not...I'm not. I'm worthless, I shouldn't...I shouldn't be alive!"

"Hey, HEY! Listen to me, princess...don't you dare say that or even think that. None of the others could've survived what you suffered. The fact you're a survivor makes you special. Just because you don't believe it doesn't make me wrong. You ARE special and definitely not worthless, why do you think I call you princess?"

"...just to comfort me?" Sarah asked, as she sniffled.

"...a little, but mostly because you...you remind me of an angel. Your face, even with the scars, was so angelic and you were so brave and strong, like a real badass princess, who should be treated like one," Joker replied.

"....," Sarah was never told this from anyone. "Y-you mean that?"

"...I wouldn't lie to you. I mean it with all my heart, Sarah."

"...and...I mean it with all my heart that I...love-"

The phone began to make a beeping sound.

"Oh honey, I gotta go my time is up....can I call you again-?"

The line then went dead.

Sarah teared up, "Jo?" She then started to cry. She wanted desperately to tell him, but it would be so hard now. Atleast now she did say she wanted him to her boyfriend once she was legal of age. She sighed and went to take a bath.

In the middle of her bath, she felt something grabbed her ankle and dragged her into the water. The tub was much deeper like as if it was the ocean. She looked down below and screamed seeing it was The Joker. Even though she was under the water she could hear his sinister voice clearly.

"You're MINE, Sarah! You promised me you'd never fall in love with anyone else! If I can't have you, nobody can!"

Sarah whimpered and tried to kick him away, but he grabbed a hold of her with a arm around her waist and himself against her back. She tried to scream "Joker", but the water muffled her screams.

"He can't help you! He's locked away in the madhouse with his crazy girlfriend! Ha! Why would he want you, she's hot!" he taunted her.

She whimpered and tried to break from him, but she couldn't. The light above her was fading. She felt so weak. Her eyes slowly dropped as she heard a familiar voice screaming her name.

Sarah woke up finding herself on the bathroom floor coughing up the bath water. Her vision was blurry, but once she could see clearly, her father was above her and he cried happily that he held her close crying.

"What happened, Sarah? Did you fall asleep in the tub?"

She was shaking and crying. She wasn't sure. It all felt real to her. She didn't respond for how terrified she was.

She was wrapped in a towel and Mr Gold lifted her and carried her to her room. He dried her arms and held her tight, trying to calm her, "it's alright, you're safe now. Maybe you fell asleep and had a nightmare."

She then nodded crying. "P-Papa..."

"Yes, sweetheart?"

She didn't say anything. She just gripped on him tightly and broke down again. She just wanted to be held and never let go. She was afraid if she would loose him, or anyone she would love...like Arthur. But she loved her father more, because he was family. He was always there for her in times of need, he even healed her. Mr Gold held her tightly, and gently rocked her in his arms to comfort her.

"I rang Arkham and requested a visit with your hero...," he said, hoping to make her smile, "they said I can go and see him tomorrow."

She felt better than. She gripped on him tighter. "He...he knows...what I told you...what...the...devil did to me...," she hiccuped her sobs and rubbed her eyes. Her father held her face and brushed her tears away.

"Probably because he rescued you. His main goon, was working on the inside, I read about it recently when I googled Arthur Fleck. Does it bother you that he knows?"

"...," she shook her head no. She then kept crying. She still shaken up by the nightmare. "Papa...he was...in the tub...it felt real. He was touching me again-"

He kissed her forehead, "Sarah, maybe you should consider going to therapy. To help you deal with all the trauma."

She looked up at him shaken up by the thought. She couldn't bare to go in. What if The Joker's goons followed her and kidnap her? Why would she should tell a stranger her disturbing past? And what if she tells them about Arthur? Her sexual dreams they would think horrible or something not right about her.

Sarah shook her head tearing up.

"That's fine, sweetheart. It was just a suggestion. Why don't you give Barbara a call. It helps to have a female friend who's understanding. Talking with her could help."

"...," Sarah then gripped on him tightly. She just wanted to be held by her father now. So he held her close and never let go.

Later that night, he was getting ready for bed after he tucked her in, but once he got into bed, he heard a small tap on his door. He opened the door and Sarah stood by the doorway holding her joker doll, "Papa? Can...can I please sleep with you again tonight?"

He nodded, "of course you can," he picked her up, carried her to his room and tucked her into the bed. He then climbed in beside her and held her tight.

Sarah snuggled close in his arms her face buried in his chest, "I love you, papa..."

"I love you too, sweetie." He kissed her head "sweet dreams."

She then rested her head down and slowly shut her eyes gripping on him and her other arm around her doll. For a very long time, instead of nightmares, she had a dream she was reunited with Joker. It was rare she had dreams with her hero. He was holding her in his arms comforting her and making her feel safe.

"It's okay, princess. I'll protect you. Always. Even with my life," he said softly as he stroked her hair to soothe her, "don't believe that bastard and the things he says. You're not his. You're mine."

"...really? Not Harley? Whoever she is?"

He shook his head, "Harley's history, princess. She didn't love me like you do."

Sarah gripped on him tightly. She wanted to kiss him, but she was still young, but that didn't stop Joker. He held her face and kissed her gently. She then kissed him back. He pulled her closer and deepened the kiss, leaving them both breathless when they broke for air, "...sorry, honey. I couldn't resist. Your lips taste so good."

This wasn't the first time, she remembered. She held his face and kissed him back. He ran his fingers through her hair and moaned softly in the kiss, "I love you, Sarah. My little princess, I love you so much."

"I love you too,...my hero." She then kissed his neck.

He gasped softly and closed his eyes, "you shouldn't do that, baby. It drives me crazy. And I won't want to stop."

"I don't want this to stop, even if...even if it's just a dream..."

Sarah then woke up. She noticed her father still asleep. It was morning. Gold finally woke up.

At the Asylum, Joker was woken up by a guard wrenching open the door to his cell, "Get up, Fleck. The governor wants a word with you!"

Arthur rubbed his eyes and yawned, "what about?"

"Oh, you'll find out..." the guard smirked.

He took Arthur to Dr Stoner's office, and once inside he could tell the Dr was not happy.

"So...what's the explanation of this?!" He threw down a copy of that mornings newspaper and Joker was horrified to see the front page. It was about him and Harley.

"......listen Doc, you can't believe everything you read in the papers-"

"You were overheard, Fleck! By a guard, discussing your relationship with Harleen. And he sold the story to the Gotham Examiner!! You've made a laughing stock out of all of us!! You're herby to be kept separate from Harleen. She's being transferred!"

Suddenly another guard came in, "Sir? Mr Fleck has a visitor."

Dr Stoner growled, "you better not step out of line, Fleck. Or your privileges will be revoked!"

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The guard then led Joker to the visiting room, handcuffed, and he was confused when he looked up and saw an older man with a cane, sitting at the table.

He was brought to his seat and Arthur sat down. He looked at him wondering who he was. He though sensed he could be one of the girl's father or uncle.

"Uh, do I know you?" Joker asked then laughed nervously, "do I owe you money? I can't remember, because if I do, I'm sorry but they don't let me keep cash here-"

Gold stared him down, "Ah, Joker, always joking. So I see you live up to your name."

"...ha ha, yeah, no seriously. Who are you?"

"I'm Sarah's father."

"Sarah's father...," Joker reached across with his handcuffed hands and tried to shake his hand, "I want to thank you for taking care of- OW!!"

The guard then hit Arthur's hand hard with his baton, "No touching, Fleck! You know the rules."

"I think that's unnecessary," Mr Gold frowned at the guard and turned to Arthur, "You are Joker right? My daughter's savior?"

The guard scowled, "it's completely necessary when he's a potential threat."

"F*ck off, Trevor!" Joker snapped.

"Do you want me to taze your sorry ass again?"

Joker sighed, "please, I'm trying to have a conversation here!" he then looked back to Gold, "yes I am Joker, but, I'm not really a savior. I just did what was right."

"...well she thinks you are. You didn't just save her...you saved hundreds of young girls. I heard the youngest were at least...4 years old...," he sighed, "she wanted me to see you. Because they banned her for coming here."

He nodded, "yeah she told me. Will you please ask her if it's okay to call her again later?"

"...you've been calling her?" Gold asked surprise raising a brow.

Joker panicked then. If she hadn't told her old man, she could get into trouble, "only once, but if you have a problem with it, sir, then I won't call her again."

"...I don't. You make her happy. It's been kinda hard to be there for her when she always checking behind her back 10 times or more. She keeps asking about you. Saying she can't stop seeing you...thinking about you...she even wonders if...you really think about her."

"Of course I think about her. I made a promise to a terrified, broken little girl that I would never forget her and I never have. So sure, tell her it's true that I do think about her."

"You still care for her? Even though you met her once."

He took a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, "She made an impression on me, sir. You can't see a little girl like that, knowing what she'd been through, yet she still had this spark in her eyes, and I was amazed at how strong and brave she was. She made me want to be a better man. Because she said she thought I was good. And I changed even more because of her. So yes. I most definitely care for her."

Mr Gold then smiled, "I let her know that. She also wants to thank you again," Gold started to tear up, "because if you didn't help them even her. She wouldn't be alive...and I still be alone. I never wanted to Foster any children after Belle was murdered. She was even pregnant with my first child...but after they were taken away from me, I didn't know how I was gonna move on. My friends suggested I foster children. I am not the fatherly type...until I met Sarah...we grew a wonderful bond together. She's definitely my happiness. My whole world...I want to thank you also," he choked, "if you hadn't saved her...I wouldn't be here...I wouldn't have met her either..."

Joker was moved by his words and seeing him tearful. He swallowed thickly, "I don't know what to say, except, thank you, I'm so glad that she brought happiness into your life. She's special. I'm also so very sorry for your loss. Did you have...enemies, that did that to your wife? To hurt you?"

"...I might've...everyone I knew were all friends and love ones. Everyone knew each other where we lived. Maybe her father hated me so much, but he wouldn't dare hurt his own child. So I have no clue. But I can see you do. The Joker himself. I know because he talks negatively about you and says you're the copycat and he's the first Joker."

"Pardon my language, sir, but he's full of sh*t. But...you're right I have quite a few enemies and...last night I think Sarah was hinting at...liking the idea of me being her boyfriend someday, I mean I could be wrong because I'm old and messed up...but, you have my word that I would never be in a relationship with her. In order to protect her, because she'd get hurt. By one of my enemies. And I won't let that happen."

"...," Gold was kinda hurt by that. He wanted his daughter be happy, and Joker made her happy. But he was probably right. "Even if she was old enough?"

"......," he looked down, "to be honest I don't even know what she looks like, I guess I still imagine her as a 14 year old kid...but...If anything happened to her, and it was my fault, I couldn't live with that," he then shrugged, "...but I don't know. When she's old enough... I might feel differently, I mean like, I won't think of her as a kid anymore. So, I guess who knows."

Gold then smiled, "Well, I think my daughter wants that. She cares deeply for what you have done. and I can see Gotham loves you even more than before." He then stood up. "It was nice meeting you, Mr Joker. I will let Sarah know everything you said. And you can call her tonight. Her bedtime in 9pm. But no funny business."

Joker blushed, "no funny business. Oh wait, one last thing, sir, will you please tell her that the story in the papers means nothing. Harleen and I are literally...separated. And oh...do you have a recent picture of Sarah? So I can see her for who she is now and not a young child."

"...," Mr Gold chuckled and pulled out his wallet and handed him a school photo of Sarah which was taken the beginning of the year.

Joker stared at the photo. It was definitely Sarah he had seen in the corridor, but he hadn't seen her face properly. He still recognized her, but she had also changed, "Wow. She's...she's grown into a beautiful young lady. Thank you." he handed it back.

"I have a copy...so you can have that." Mr Gold said. "And she is. She really has very low self-esteem, but I try to remind her everyday that she is loved, and beautiful."

Mr Gold sighed and took his hand carefully and shook it. The guard didn't bother this time.

Joker smiled, "it was very nice meeting you sir. Thank you."

The guard then took Joker back to his cell, and he hid the photo under his pillow where it would be safe. While Mr Gold drove back home, he got a text from Sarah, she texted him saying she had another panic attack. He finally came home and check on her. She was sitting on the couch shaking. She looked up at him and he pulled her into a hug. She then gripped on him tightly.

Gold then told her everything Arthur told him.

"So...he really does care...and really does think about me?"

"Yes and I completely believe him. I'd say he cares for you deeply. Meeting you like he did, affected him. He said he made you a promise to be a better man and he's been trying ever since, because you basically inspired him with your bravery. And he'd do anything to protect you."

"...," she looked up at him and sniffled her tears. "Papa...I-I want the police to know...they need to know... soon...I-I don't know when, but they need to. I'm still unsure if it's safe to tell, but when it seems it is, I want to tell..."

Gold nodded, "whenever you feel ready, sweetheart. And maybe some of the other girls will want to tell too...."

She nodded tearing up. She then hugged him tightly. He hugged her back and kissed the top of her head.

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That night, Sarah held the Joker doll in her hands as she looked up at the window thinking about Joker and she missed him dearly.

In the lonely cell of Joker, he was holding Sarah's picture, smiling as he looked at it once more. He then held the photograph against his chest, close to his heart and gazed out of the window. He wanted to call her, but it was past her bedtime now, and he didn't want to make Mr Gold mad. He even wondered is she was thinking about him.