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The Truth Behind His Life	By : Strailo Category: BtVS Crossovers > Misc - General Views: 13914 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: The Truth Behind His Life
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Batman
Part: 20
Pairing: Xander/Dick
Word Count: 1,658
AN: I bring the newest chapter of this story, and hope that you are enjoying it as much as I enjoyed writing it. :D It was very much of the fun, that's for sure.
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Parking his car in a guest parking spot behind barbed wire fences, Xander allowed his head to drop back on the head rest, eyes closing as he tried to relax. Opening his eyes, he gazed up at Arkham Asylum, the building large, very dark and newly renovated to hold the insane criminals of Gotham.
Finally gathering his courage, he opened the car door and stepped out of his car before closing the door behind him. Checking his simple skirt suit outfit, he walked up the steps and through the doors, stalking up to the receptionists desk and tapped his nails on the counter until she looked up with a bored expression on her face.
“I’m here to see the Joker's doctor,” Xander stated, eyes hardening when all she did was pop her gum at him. “Please do not make me call him personally,” he said. When she still didn’t do anything, he sighed and pulled his phone out of his purse, calling a DoctorMcNelis who had been assigned to Joker from the first time that the clown had walked through the doors. Having a short conversation with the doctor, he smiled sweetly at the receptionist as he snapped his phone shut and walked over to the chairs provided.
A tall man in a white coat came out of an elevator, coming over to him and bypassing the guards that had been eyeing him. With dark brown hair that was cut short, blue eyes and tanned skin,McNelis was a good looking man if not leanly built.
“Alexander Harris, yes?”McNelis asked as he strode up to Xander, hand out.
Smiling, Xander nodded his head and shook the man’s hand. “Please, call me Xander. It’s a pleasure to meet you finally,” he greeted as he stood up. “I believe that I can help you with Joker and getting some much needed information about him.”
“Yes, yes. Please come with me. We’ll get you a visitors pass and then on to my office. I believe you also wished to speak with him and one Harley Quinn?”McNelis asked. Xander smiled and nodded his head. “They are waiting for when you finish with me in my office.”
“Thank you,” Xander replied, allowing the guards to go through his purse, holding his pepper spray that had been locked. “Unless you know how to unlock that, it isn’t going to open up,” he stated, the guard nodding and putting it back into the bag. He walked through the metal detector and allowed the other guard to hand want him. “If you even think of frisking me I will show you why I do not need a weapon to hurt you,” he warned the third guard. “I am not going to be molested by you.”
“He’s fine,” McNelis stated, waving the guards off. Taking his gas money back from the one who had searched his purse, Xander followed the doctor, mentally planning on how he was going to make some guards live a living hell, leaving the one who had hand wanded him alone. “Please leave my guards alone. They’re lower level minion imps so their lives already suck.”
“How the hell did Arkham get imps?” Xander asked, strangely unsurprised by the fact that McNelis knew about creatures that most considered myths. To walk in Arkham Asylum, he figured that the people who did so had to be as different as their patients.
“A contract actually. They have a place to stay and get food, money and the such, and Arkham gets guards that know what the fuck they are doing,” was the reply. “But they do have a very nasty habit of stealing money from our guests.”
“So I noticed. Maybe you should warn them about stealing from me again, much less anyone else,” Xander drawled. “Next time I’m banishing them after using my specially made pepper spray on them.”
“How would that be a threat? To the best of my knowledge, pepper spray just annoys them,” McNelis said as he opened his office door, leading him into a semi large office that was clutter free, mostly to keep himself safe.
“It has holy water in it,” Xander chuckled as blue eyes widened. “Now, let me tell you all about our dear Joker,” he said, sitting down and crossing his legs. As he told McNelis about the man once known as Jack, he pulled out a flash drive that had been hidden as a lipstick tube and handed it over. McNelis loaded the information and read over the files provided, filling in the Jokers past medical history, including the fact that he had been diagnosed with schizophrenia and what looked to be fractured sanity. The fractured sanity had never been confirmed due to a major chemical accident that had left him with bleached out skin and green colored hair.
After that, Jack's records stopped and the Joker's started. It filled in so many holes for the psychiatrist, making him sit back as Xander used his coffee pot to heat water for some herbal tea, the bags placed into two cups. Once the herbal tea was ready, he gave the doctor one of the cups.
“Now you can see why I kept you from attaching the flash drive to your work computer,” Xander said, closing McNelis laptop and taking the flash drive back. Tucking it back away, he used a small compartment in the lining to hide it. “You are after all heavily monitored and I really have no desire to be dragged into things. As it is, I’m doing this on Jokers request.”
“Thank you for this, really. Am I free to call if I ever need a question answered?” McNelis asked, letting the tea warm him and calm his nerves. “So, shall we head off to the meeting rooms? I believe that Joker and Harley are waiting for you there,” he said, standing up after getting a nod.
“That sounds good,” Xander chuckled as he stood up to, placing his tea cup down on the desk and twitching his suit jacket.
“Follow me please,” McNelis requested, leaving the office and heading down several halls and doors before ending up in a conference room where Harley and Joker were already sitting there, talking in low tones. The guards let Xander in before going to the other side of the partition to stay close to the two prisoners.
Picking up the phone, the two before him picked up their own. “Hey, baby doll,” Harley cooed at him, looking much younger without her face makeup.
“Hey, Harley. How’s the food?” Xander asked, making her moan in distress. “That bad huh?”
“What I wouldn’t do ta have my kitchen back,” she sighed before perking up. “But they told me that if I stay good and follow direction I can have access ta the kitchen since I don’t like using cooking utensils to do what needs ta be done.”
“Well, that’s good,” Xander said, Joker lounging back in his chair, looking relaxed. “Are they treating you well, Joker?”
“They’re lacing my food with a very light dosage of sedatives, about the same as I make when planning or needing to relax and forget that my sanity is so damn broken,” Joker drawled. “The doc took my suggestion. He also ranges my dosage, which is nice.”
“I’m glad that you’re able to do what needs to be done,” Xander said, brown eyes sparkling in delight. “I did what you asked me to do and I talked to Doctor McNelis for you,” he told Joker, Harley squealing in happiness.
“Good, thank you,” Joker sighed, smiling as his lover started to bounce in her seat. “I know that it was an odd request…” he trailed off.
“It’s not a problem,” Xander stated, waving it off with a sweet smile on his lips. “It’s not like I didn’t have that information anyways.”
“How did you get it?” Harley asked, leaning towards the patrician with a wide eyed look that shone with curiosity.
“I learned a few things watching Wills when she was doing her thing,” Xander chuckled as Joker and Harley both smirked at that. “Not that she noticed anything that wasn’t a part of her view of me. She also missed me making connections that I could use to get information for our group.”
“Man is that girl oblivious,” Joker snorted, getting a smile from Xander. “did she also miss all of the jars that you got to help pay for everything?”

Xander nodded, a mischievous smile on his lips. “Yep. She’s always assumed that I snagged it from the wanna be parents,” he said. “She missed me raiding some of the caches running around Sunnydale to also tuck away something for college.”
“Does she know you’re going here soon?” Joker asked, Xander shaking his head as Harley made a disgusted sound. “Stupid bitch has some thick blinders on, doesn’t she?”
“Yeah, she does,” Xander sighed and shook his head. “There’s a reason why I don’t speak to her all that much now days. How about we change the subject please? I get so mad talking about her.”
“We can do that, baby boy,” Harley said happily, smiling at him. “Are you dating anyone?”
Xander flushed and nodded, Joker yelping as he fell backwards in surprise. “Joker?” he asked as he gazed at what he could see, Harley looking down at him.
“Puddin’?” she asked. Xander heard the groan that came from him, Harley looking up with a smile. “He’ll be fine. Tell me about your boyfriend, sweety?”
“Well, his name is Dick and I’ve gone on one date so far with him…”
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