I Dream Of Jeannie

by The Princess of Pain

Harleen has these weird dreams sometimes. One's where she's this woman named Jeannie pregnant and married to a guy named Jack. Spoiler's for The Killing Joke. You've been warned. Don't need to read that to get this though. I put this as Harley/Joker but it's technically Jack/Jeannie first chapter.

1. Dreams of What once was

Disclaimer: Not mine.

Just something I thought about while reading the story arc for The Killing Joke. Might write sequel. Sorry if anything's inaccurate.

Sometimes Harleen dreams she is a woman named Jeannie. She dreams of a house in the bad part of Gotham, and a man named Jack. Their poor, and barely have enough to get by, but they love each other so much they are happy with what little they have. Jack is a worker at a chemical company. Jeannie stays home for the most part. When she tells Jack she's pregnant, he's ecstatic, lifting her in the air and peppering her face with kisses.

She loves Jack so much, and when he says he wants to become a comedian, she encourages him (She laughs at all his jokes, even the unfunny ones.) Everything is fine, until Jack quits his job. "I want to make people smile, Jeannie." He tells her. She smiles softly and combs her fingers though his hair. She believes in Jack and hopes his dream will come true. Their house is foreclosing, but Jack will go to his comedy club and everything will be okay.

Jack comes back from the club with his suit rumpled and unshed tears in his eyes. "They didn't think I was funny, Jeannie. Why wasn't I funny enough?" He asked her. She holds him and whispers that she'll always think he's funny until he falls asleep. She places a hand on her stomach and feels the baby kick, silently praying to god to have mercy on them.

She's home alone in an inferno. Jack left, something about a surprise. Everything around her burns. She hopes Jack will be okay. She hears a creaking noise and looks up to see a piece of on fire wood falling right above her head.

Harleen usually wakes up before she dies. But sometimes, she burns, and wakes up with the smell of smoke in her nose and the taste of ash in her mouth, hand cradled around her empty stomach protectively, screaming out for Jack.

AN: I may write a second one that will definitely be Joker/Harley that will be set during Harleys psychiatric times at Arkham, if y'all think that would be interested. Be sure to let me know!

I remain your obedient servant,

P.O.P