It had definitely been the longest day in Jackie's life as she softly opened and shut the door to the Crane house; she took a deep breathe as she dropped her gym bag and listened to the faint noises in the house.

Jackie couldn't hear anything, it was obvious that the boys were asleep as she began to walk towards the back hallway of the house where her and Jon's bedroom was.

She couldn't shake off the feeling in her stomach as she relived the argument from this morning; it didn't end well as she stormed out of the house to go to work.

"I don't care! This ends right now!" Jackie screamed as she threw the invoice at Jonathan.

Jonathan snatched the invoice in his hands as he looked at his wife furiously, not sure where to take this argument as he crumpled it up and threw it at her.

"This doesn't concern you—this conversation is over!" Jonathan piped, turning away from Jackie, who slammed her fist into the wall, causing a huge dent.

Jackie's breathing became shallow, even Jonathan Crane had to admit was afraid; he'd never seen his wife so angry before in their nearly ten year marriage.

"…this isn't over!" Jackie screamed, pulling at Jonathan's arm and forcing him to face her "…and don't you DARE walk away from me! This conversation is over when I SAY it's over—so fuck you!" Jackie continued to scream.

Jonathan could see tears forming in her eyes as Jackie balled her hands into fists "You cannot do this…I won't let you! The city of Gotham is still our home, and my family; hell, OUR family lives here…if you go on with this plan, I swear to God Jonathan, I'm leaving you!" she spoke sternly.

Jackie turned away and grabbed her gym bag from the front door.

"Are you going to be home on time tonight?" Jonathan asked with an attitude.

"No!" Jackie barked, turning back to Jonathan "…I'm going to ballet after work!" she said, opening the front door and slamming it behind her as she left for work.

Jackie had found out that Jonathan had 'big' plans for the city of Gotham that involved his fear toxin; she had found an invoice for several orders of rats for 'medical research'.

Needless to say, Jackie was pissed.

Jackie walked into the bedroom, the night-stand lamps were both on and the bathroom door was slightly closed, letting the light seep into the bedroom.

Mrs. Crane sighed as she sat on the bed and took off her ballet shoes, she didn't have enough time to change otherwise she would have missed the train back; she threw them gently next to the closet as she laid back into the bed to finally relax.

The bathroom door opened, Crane walking out in his 'work suit' and stopped as he saw Jackie lying on the bed; she sat up as they both continued to glare at each other.

Crane took a deep breathe as he walked over to his night stand and grabbed his watch "What? No more threats?" he asked in a snarky tone.

Jackie sighed as she got off the bed and turned to Crane "…you can't be doing things like poisoning the entire city anymore…"

Crane glanced over before looking back at his watch as he put it on his wrist.

Jackie tried to keep herself composed "You don't understand, and I don't expect you to…even after ten years, but when you do something drastic; or hell if anything happens to you; everyone looks at me." She spoke softly.

Crane turned to Jackie irritated, seeing that she was upset and concerned; her anger and rage was gone from her face as he witnessed tears beginning to form in her eyes.

"…I can't lose you, Jonathan." Jackie shook her head softly "I can't do it." She confessed softly.

Crane sighed heavily as he crawled over the bed to hold Jackie close as she began to sob uncontrollably "You're not going to lose me." He told her.

"You can't be sure of that." Jackie muffled into his chest.

Crane sighed as he pulled away from the hug "…I need to remind the people of Gotham that there is plenty to fear in this world…not just me!" he told her.

"Yeah, but do you have to gas the entire city to do so? Batman isn't going to think twice about beating you to a pulp and throwing you to the wolves…" Jackie spoke softly.

Crane smiled as he brushed a few strands from her face "…if it makes you that upset; I will reconsider my options; and for the record, if they did throw me back into Arkham, you'd be there!" he spoke with a smile.

"They'd transfer me, dumb dumb…" Jackie remarked, taking in a deep breathe.

Jonathan Crane looked at his wife who was still in her ballet gear before kissing her passionately and pulling her back into the bed.

"Don't you kinda have to go to 'work' soon?" Jackie asked softly.

Jonathan looked at his watch and smiled "I have a few minutes." Jonathan remarked as he rolled over to where he was on top so that he could continue making out with his wife.

His hands rode up Jackie's thighs, feeling her stockings instead of her thighs but Jonathan Crane didn't care, it was the best feeling in the world to him.

Jonathan and Jackie looked at each other for a moment as they enjoyed the silence of their home before they both heard the sound of a horn being honked outside their house.

Crane groaned as he let his head rest against Jackie's shoulder as he pretended to sob "I don't wanna go." He whined.

Jackie giggled as they looked at each other "Well you should go…they won't wait on you; remember what happened last time?" she asked.

Jonathan grimaced as he remembered 'last time', shaking his head "…yeah…I do." He looked down at Jackie and kissed her once again before getting off the bed.

"I left you a plate of dinner, it's in the oven; just turn it on to about 450 degrees. I love you, and I'll see you and the boys in the morning." Crane spoke, adjusting his suit as he helped Jackie off the bed as well.

Jackie pulled him in for another kiss "I love you." She whispered.

"And I love you more Nurse Crane." He spoke with a smile, kissing her once more before he left for work.

Jackie sighed as she listened to the bedroom door open and close softly; she smiled as she listened to Jonathan's thugs yell and tease him as he walked to the van, she always missed him when he was gone.