-From your POV-

I hobbled over to where I heard the laughter and the groans coming from. I had no idea what had got my back, but my lower right back had a sharp stinging pain so I just palmed over it, waiting until I had a free minute to check it out. I pull my guns out of their holsters when I finally get to a point where I can see. "Glad to finally meet you, Zsasz." the third voice calls out.

HIM?!

"Hey jackass." I snap back. He smiles and hums.

"When I heard on the streets that Victor Zsasz had a daughter who took out Robin and was locked up, I almost didn't believe it. I said 'Oh I have to meet her right away!'. Didn't know you knew these two cheeky bastards." he has both Alex and J at gunpoint. Alex is still grasping at his arm that is bleeding profusely and wincing in pain and J is laughing and smiling, as a maniac does.

"What do you want Vincenzo?" I sigh in annoyance.

"Well, I was going to kill both of them for messing with my stash, yeah? But I really wanted to kill this one," he nudges Joker with the gun. "for staging this all up." he says. My eyebrows furrow.

"He did what?"

"Oh, you didn't know? He dropped a tip last night that Bonesy here was going to stiff me. So, by nature, I sent reinforcements. What I didn't know was that my favorite clown here was going to send his own reinforcements to this little lalapalooza too!" Vincenzo tells me. I can feel my blood boiling. I looked to Joker.

"Did you set this up?" I ask him, just barely on the verge of being calm.

"What I did was-" he starts explaining.

"THAT'S NOT WHAT I ASKED. Did. You. Set. This. Up?" I spit out very slowly. He rolls his eyes and blows a raspberry.

"Why yes, doll, I did. But let me tell you a story." he says smugly. I'm about to cut him off before he stops me. "Uh uh, let me finish. Do you want to know, why, Bonesy here left your little dance party early, last night?" he draws out. He lets out a chuckle before getting gravely, almost frightfully, serious. "He was drugged. When you got up to go to the bathroom, doll, he slipped you something. I had just barely seen it and wasn't sure, so I suggested he take a drink or else. And he did! And at first, nothing happened. So I assumed it was my old noodle going al dente, but no, I was right!" he yells. I can hear the tone in his voice getting increasingly angrier. "But then about 15 minutes in, he starts falling out and I am mad. Like, I was about to put a bullet between his eyes and ears mad." my temper is about to peak, I feel my eyes go over to Bones who is looking away from me, confirming that J is telling the truth. "And nobody, and I mean nobody, hurts doll. So I took him out back and did all that. I wasn't going to kill him. Mm. Well, not yet. But did that to him." he says with angrily with a hint of content.

"This is true?" I ask Bones.

"No, no of course it's not." he mumbles out weakly. The slight crack in his voice tells me everything I need to know. Then Vincenzo lets out a laugh.

"Zsasz! An assassin and a player?! You have 2 boyfriends who want to kill each other over you??" he jokes.

"Neither of them are my boyfriend." I say coldly.

"Then pick who dies or I kill them both." he responds.

"Why should I save either of them?" I scoff.

"Well, I like their stories. Gorgeous, you haven't even heard the whole story." he nudges Bones with the gun. "Your turn. It's getting interesting. Tell them who you hired." Vincenzo encourages them.

"I-I... I hired someone to take him out." he lightly looks towards J.

"What, in the HELL is wrong with you?!" I growl out.

"HAVE YOU SEEN HOW HE TREATS YOU?! Like an object, not letting you live up to your potential, not caring about you. You and I, doll, you and I could have such a great success story. I mean, two lovers takeover this bastard's business?!" Bones criticizes. Joker laughs but it quickly turns into an angry scowl.

"If you call me doll again, I will pull your teeth out with a spoon." I tell him infuriated. "You have no right to stick your nose in MY business and think you know what's best for me. And DRUGGING ME??" I yell as I point my gun at him now. "One of the only reasons I'm not letting Vincenzo kill you right now is that I want to do it myself." I say through gritted teeth. I cross my arms and start pacing. "And you," I say looking at J. "Why the hell would you set this up knowing I was going to be here?? Do you want me dead??" I say.

"No, quite the opposite actually. I knew this would be a blood bath, and I was right, so I came here with the sole purpose to protect you. See, doll, I could care less who gets ripped off or who kills Bones, though I would like to do it myself, I just came here to make sure you were safe. Doll, I would kill anyone who crossed you with my bare hands." he hums out. I feel my temper sink just a little. Girl, are you dumb or crazy? Why are the words of a psycho who just told you he would kill for you (and you know he means it) wooing you?? I sigh.

"So, Miss Zsasz, which boyfriend is biting the bullet?" Vincenzo asks.

"May I ask, what are you gaining from this?" I sigh out.

"Entertainment. A little payback on your father's behalf. Justice. Oh, and I got to meet you so that was cool!" Vincenzo says arrogantly. Vincenzo was a Maroni so I didn't even have to question what he meant by 'your father's behalf'. My father worked primarily Falcone so anytime he wanted one of Maroni's men knocked off, my dad was employed. I raise my eyebrow.

"If you're mad at my father, why not just kill me?" I say. He thinks for a second.

"I just met you today though!" he pouts. "But then again, maybe pissing off Victor Zsasz would be an accomplishment." he says before pointing his gun to me. Before he can finish adjusting his stance, I grab his arm with both my hands and throw all my weight into twist it. It lets out a loud string of snaps and he groans in pain. He fires off the gun but it's pointing over my shoulder so it misses. Once he puts his head upright, I prepare myself and then buck my head forward, bashing him square in the nose, causing him to reach up to hold it with his free hand. He starts stumbling backwards and J sticks his foot out, causing him to trip and call backwards and land on the ground. I stand over top of him, looking down and use one of my guns to put one straight in the middle of his foreheads. I'm breathing heavily from the adrenaline, but I slide my gun back in it's holster and walk over to the two of them

"I cannot believe either one of you, right now." I scoff. "You," I point to Bones. "Where are the bolt cutters?" I ask. He points to where he left them on the ground.

I go pick them up and make my way over to wear he was parked. Very quickly, he picks up on what I was doing and starts trying to reason with me. "Please- no, no no no no no." he begins pleading out.

Without hesitation, I raised the bolt cutters over my shoulder and used all the strength I had to bring it down the windshield of Bones' prized Audi. He started shouting as he watched a massive crack form and pieces of glass fly everywhere. I began again and again, hitting allover the roof of the car as well as the doors, the headlights, and the soft-top. I kept swinging and swinging and swinging. I didn't stop until my arms were tired. I stood back when I was finished and admired my work. Without talking to either of them or turning back, I dropped the bolt cutters and took out my car keys and got inside my car, ready to go home.