'Breaking News!' the TV yelled catching Alfred's attention instantly, nowadays breaking news consisted of Batman's elusivity and Bruce Wayne's escapades. 'Billionaire playboy spotted with the Joker's ex!' Alfred rolled his eyes 'here we go' he thought. Bruce had cleared Harley's name a few years ago after the Joker disappeared leaving her to pick up the pieces by making the accusation that clearly the Joker had clearly force her into most of what she had done. She had spent two years in Arkham Asylum getting over her 'puddin', but it wasn't till the last few months she really seemed to come out of her self induced dream and make any progress, so much progress that they offered to giver her back her job. Alfred climbed the seemingly never ending stairs of the newly built Wayne Manor, he entered the master bedroom "You've done it again Master Wayne" he stated his accent thicker than usual
"Done what Alfred?" Bruce laughed emerging from his closet "Woken up without you?"
"Made the news," Alfred said matter of factly
"Me or Batman?"
"You sir" he laughed, flipping on the small TV in Bruce's room. '… Playboy Bruce Wayne was spotted last night at one of his swanky hotels with none other than Harley Quinn, known ex-girlfriend of the psychotic Joker' Alfred turned the TV off, Bruce sighed "She's not going to be happy about that" as if on queue his cell phone rang "Hello darling"
"Bruce have you seen the news!"
"Yes dear"
"Don't you 'yes dear' me!"
"It was going to happen sooner or later"
"I know! But they always associate me with him" he could hear her hatred in her voice
"Well love, that's how they know you. They don't know Dr. Harley Quinzel," he stated, "When your career skyrockets they'll forget all about 'Harley Quinn'"
"Promise?"
"Promise, now are you meeting me for breakfast?"
"I cant Dr. Arkham called, new patient he wants me to work with. Apparently no one else can handle this one" he could hear her smile
"Alright but you better not miss my dinner party"
"Love you" he knew she was rolling her eyes
"Love you too" he hung up and looked to Alfred "Guess it's just you and me this morning"
"Oh joy" Alfred laughed
Her heels clacked on the cement floor of Arkham's main building, the heels were remnants of her old life, bright cherry red that extended her already daylong legs, accented by a high waist skirt, blood red dress top and a black tie. Red and black, were just something she wasn't ready to let go of, they were her security blanket of sorts they made her feel safe and sexy. "Good morning Dr. Quinzel!" a voice brought her out of her musings. She turned her head
"Ah good morning Dr. Crane. How are you sessions going?" he smiled and shifted in his jacket. She never understood why they kept him in a straightjacket; with out his drugs he was more harmless than she was. "They still think I'm crazy, but I just think they're scared"
"Well I hope you can fix that, but I must be going Dr. Crane. We'll catch up later" he nodded and laughed. She continued down the hall to Dr. Arkham's office. "Dr. Quinzel! Do come it" she sat in front of him, he laughed, "I don't think I will ever get used to the new hair color" she inwardly roller her eyes.
"Made people stop staring"
"An understandable want. Now the new patient, he was brought in a few days ago. He's been through six doctors already"
"Doubting me Dr. Arkham," she asked fighting a glare
"Certainly not Harley" he put up his hands
"I can handle this Jerry, I am fully recovered from what Mis… The Joker did to me" she stated flatly, her hand subconsciously went to the light pink scar over her heart.
"You're mine, Kid. And nobody touches what's mine" he laughed manically as he carved a perfect J into her chest, she could feel the blade carve into her breast plate as she screamed for him to stop.
'At least he never followed through on the Chelsea grin he promise every time I fucked up' she thought grimly
"I never doubted you Harley" he smiled, but she knew he was lying no one thought she was recovered, no one but Bruce. "Here's the file on the patient, feel free to take the rest of the week off to prepare, your sessions start Monday" she nodded taking the manila folder.
She fumbled with her keys, before dropping them in front of her car, she bent to pick them up but stopped when a hand was already offering her them, she smiled "I thought you had a dinner party to plan Mr. Wayne"
"Thought you had a patient Dr. Quinzel," he laughed
"Our sessions start Monday," she said crossing her arms, her heels made her almost as tall as him, but not quite.
"Ah, plenty of time to take you for lunch then"
"I guess so" she smiled
"Do you want to change?"
"What's wrong with what I'm wearing Bruce Wayne?" she asked poking a finger in his chest
"Nothing my dear, you look lovely"
"Nice cover" she said glaring
"I thought so," he said getting in his car.
They sat down at one of the many restaurants Bruce owned, as they waited a few people stopped to chat with Bruce, Commissioner Gordon was the only one to pay her any mind "Dr. Quinzel, its nice to see you in a different light… and attire" he smiled
"It's nice to see you as well Commissioner"
"Please call me Jim"
"Harley" she smiled
"Well Mr. Wayne I will leave you to your lunch with this lovely woman" he smiled leaving them to their just arrived food. "I've been thinking," she said breaking the silence
"About what my dear?"
"How about you give poor old Alfred the rest of the week off"
"Oh and why's that?"
"Cause I have the rest of the week off" she smirked
"You know he won't do it," he laughed
"He will if I ask him" she smiled batting her baby blues
The camera clicked on last time before he decided he had enough for the boss. He pulled out a cell phone and dialed a number "What?"
"We got her Boss"