A/n: It's called Mad Love for a reason, inspired/my version of a reylo Joker/Harley Quinn.

Welcome to the Asylum

It was dark. Cold. Gloomy. It was everything but quiet. There's screaming and laughing and sounds of pain happening all at once. There were no metal bars for cells but instead thick metal rooms that were canny to butchery rooms.

Rey was perplexed and slightly terrified. She had never seen anything like this before.

"Hey rookie, hurry up!" Officer Trin shouted.

"I'm coming!" she said immediately, quickening her pace.

Officer Trin sneered as he wiped the tip of his mustache. "You graduated top of your class and yet you're clueless. It's like you were born yesterday" he sneered. Trin was a lanky man with black hair and and eyes. He was unapologetic and insensitive due to his many years of service.

She frowned but held down her tongue. Instead she tightened her ponytail and fixed her uniform as she followed him. She was new. She had a lot to learn. Short tempered as he was, she knew that he was right. In the academy, she was a natural but here, out in the real world, she was lost. Rey exhaled and furrowed her eyebrows. She shouldn't be nervous.

This was an asylum.

She wasn't going to work here.

She would be working in the police station on the opposite side of town.

"This is a miserable place," she mumbled out loud. It was more miserable than prison. The people here were mentally ill - some knew what they are doing while most don't.

Officer Trin turned and looked at her. "You don't even know the half of it," his voice was faint. "I was a guard here long ago."

Rey nodded at him in sympathy.

"It's gotten worse here, the patients. They're getting smarter. Stronger. You wouldn't last a day working here, Freckles." He became smug.

Rey scolded him and scrunched up her nose. She was stronger than she looked and could easily take him down but she doesn't. He was higher rank than her. He had more experience than her. She exhaled and muttered to herself, reminding herself that she will work her way up to gain some respect. Commissioner Skywalker had recruited her and yet no one took her seriously.

It wasn't because she was a woman that was for sure. There were plenty of women in the police force. They didn't take her seriously because of her appearance, her scrawny frame.

No matter what she did, she couldn't gain weight or muscles.

She was small, the runt of the litter.

And because she was new to this city. She didn't grow up here. She was born and raised in Jakku City and attended the police academy there as well. She was foreign here, disadvantaged.

"Well get used to this, Freckles. Throughout your service, you will be here from time to time for different cases."

"I'm quite aware," she said dryly, keeping herself contained.

"The tour is not over yet, I haven't shown you the quarantined area."

"We're still walking, I didn't think we were done to begin with," she snapped.

Trin ignored her and navigated her to the area that high profiled and dangerous patients were kept. It worse here, chaotic. She sees nurses and guards going in and out in distress and hears patients banging their heads and fists against the soft walls that covered the metal rooms. What disturbed Rey the most was how clean the place was. So spotless - how it smelled of bleach and dried bloody gauze. The halls felt so long, like a trap.

She doesn't see any of the patients but hearing them from their cells in enough for her to know that they are dangerous. A threat to society.

"As bad as they are, they aren't bad as him."

Rey raised an eyebrow. "Who's him?"

Trin stopped in place and blinked. "Ben Solo."

Rey shrugged quietly.

"You don't know who he is?"

"No," she raised her eyebrow again.

"Don't you know what happened five years ago?" he asked in shock.

"No," she responded quietly again. She feels embarrassed, naive. Her whole life was in Jakku city. All she knew was Jakku. "What happened?"

"He's Commissioner Skywalker's nephew."

She blinked in interest. Commissioner Skywalker had a nephew?

"Ben was lieutenant in our police force. He was a great leader. He was about to be promoted until he had a mental breakdown. He joined the Knights of Ren gang -

"Ren?" Rey blinked. "As in Kylo Ren?"

Trin nodded. "That's his affiliation name."

"I have heard of him." She remembers hearing about him, how he broke out everyone in prison and the asylum and led a massacre. She remembers it - hearing about how many lives were lost. She remembers seeing the images of dead tortured bodies lined up in the burning city. It was gruesome, the most horrific massacre.

Trin shook his head in sadness. "He killed anyone that came in contact to him that day - public figures, colleagues, strangers, everyone. He even killed the people he freed - he even killed his own father He's kept in isolation here, away from everyone. He's kept in the underground level."