Drive My Soul.

"Alright Ms. Quinzell." The ever so kind Doctor-man stated while fixing his tie.

"Let's um… 'Get the Party started'..? That is what you kids say these days, right?" the right side of his lip twitched up.

"No" I deadpanned. I smirked mentally at the look on his face. He looked like a little bunny... Right before the Grey hounds were sent on him.

"Oh" His mouth settled into a frown. "Well" cough "Anyway-"

I rolled my eyes up to the ceiling, groaning. I didn't want to be here right now.

"-run a couple of small tests, they're mandatory, so don't try and fight it. Oh, and as for the sedatives you have been taking … Well… I'm going to go ahead and take you off those for the time being. You've been relatively good as of late. Soo, look at it as a reward… Not that you deserve a reward! Not after all the people you have murdered. I mean-

"ShuT uP" His mouth closed like a fish, Why so many animal impersonations today?

Leaning forward in my chair, I placed my cuffed hands neatly in my lap.

"Seriously? Are you really a Psychologist?" I quirked my right brow at him.

He shifted back uncomfortably. "Why of coarse-"

"'Cause you talk an awful lot for someone who is supposed to be listening…. You really don't need your mouth to hear" A nice steady blush rose on his throat. "And besides" I waved my hand dismissively. "Shouldn't you be home?" Smirking, I watched as the Maybe-Doctor grew confused.

"What? Why?-"

"Well, to wait for Emily of course!" I smiled big as that pretty blush drained from his skin.

"Yes, Poor, Sweet Emily. I bet you, she's sitting in some dirty corner right now. Crying for her Daddy! 'Why isn't he here?!' she thinks. 'Does he hate me?-

"No-

"Does he want me gone?!'

"N-no-

"He wants' me to die! Daddy why! Why!? "

"NO!!" He suddenly lunged her. Knocking her body back into the hard metal chair painfully.

"You bitch! Where's my Daughter?! Where is she!" He grasped around her neck shaking her with each heart wrenching word he spoke. "Tell me!"

The response he got was laughter. High, shrilling laughter.

"Why are you doing this?! Stop! Stop!"

Two strong hands started to pull him back, causing air to enter her lungs. She had been starting to turn purple.

"Dr. Tern! Calm down! Stop!" A smooth voice called out over the woman's laughter and the man's screams.

Pulling the Doctor out by his shirt, the young man ordered a Nurse to get him a sedative… Better make those two sedatives.

"She has my Daughter! She has her!" The Doctor screamed, Tears running down his cheeks.

"Alright Dr. Tern, Alright. This will be taken care of. You have my word" The young man stared straight into his face.

A young Nurse came running down the Halls Caring a tray with two sterile needles, alcohol wipes, and two vials of Diazepam.

"Alright Doc, Herree we go" He slowly inserted the needle into the Doctors arm. In three minutes flat he was out cold.

"Take him to the clinic would you?" The man asked the Nurse.

"Of course Dr. Napier." Throwing Dr. Tern over his shoulder, The Nurse ambled his way to the elevators.

"Best take care of Sunshine in there though" The Nurse called over his shoulder.

Sighing, Dr. Napier turned rather reluctantly to the still laughing girl.

~*~

"Ms. Quinzel?" I heard that smooth voice call out.

"Yesssss?" I managed to hiss out between my giggles.

"You're going to have to be put in your cell now" His face was weary but his eyes were perfectly calm. Odd.

"Ohhhh, Am I now?" I raised my eyebrows.

"Yes, Now give me your arm" He reached out one hand towards me.

All too fast my laughing halted. "I don't wanna"

"Ms. Quinzel. Please" He sighed.

I looked at him for a long moment; there was something… about him. Something… Insane.

"Fine, But only because you said 'Please'" I held my cuffed hands out, watching as he lifted up the sleeve of my Arkham Jumper.

"Thank you" Then without another word he gently placed the needle inside my skin and filled me full of the warm liquid.

"Hey, Tell Dr. Tern… His Daughters in the garage" I stated tiredly, my heavy eyelids drooping.

I heard him gasp, then, Oh yeah. There it was. A chuckle. A low, quiet chuckle.

Yes, Definitely insane.

~*~

Alrightt. So, I wrote this really fast at 4:30 am…. I'm a little tired. Haha.

This is an AU.

Where Joker is The Doctor.

And good old Harleen Quinzel is the corrupt patient.

Interesting, huh?

This will have Chapters I believe…

Depends if it's good or not though.

Pleassseeee tell me!

I can take flames.

Yep, I can, I can.