I AM SUPREMELY WORRIED ABOUT HOW THIS WILL TURN OUT. I REALLY, REALLY WANTED TO DO THIS BECAUSE I LOVE THE JOKER AND HARLEY QUINN'S RELATIONSHIP SO MUCH. A LOT OF PEOPLE HAVE A PROBLEM WITH IT BECAUSE THEY THINK HE ABUSES HER AND WHILE THAT IS A POSSIBILTY I THINK SHE ACTUALLY LIKES THE PAIN AND IT WEIRDLY ENOUGH GIVES ME BUTTERFLIES AT HOW HE'S WILLING TO DO ABSOLUTELY ANYTHING FOR HER. I'M SO INCREDIBLY ODD THAT I THINK IT'S HIGHLY ROMANTIC THAT HE EVEN KILLS FOR HER. MAYBE I SHOULD BE COMMITTED. ANYWAY. I AM PLANNING A LOT OF THIS STORY BEFOREHAND BECAUSE I REALLY WANT IT TO BE GREAT AND I HOPE EVERYONE ENJOYS IT.
I OWN NOTHING TO DO WITH THE PRODUCTION OF THE SUICIDE SQUAD. IF I DID THERE WOULD A..NAUGHTY SCENE FOR HARLEY QUINN AND THE JOKER.
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''Oh, Dr. Quinzel! Did you hear the news? The Joker himself is on his way into the building right now! They actually captured him!''
Doctor Harleen Frances Quinzel was fresh out of college at the age of twenty-five. She had the kind of beauty models and actresses would kill for with her long, curly blonde hair and beautiful dark blue eyes with milky white skin free of blemishes. All the males in the Arkham Asylum noticed her beauty. Even the inmates.
''You don't say? How interesting. I wonder who his doctor will be,'' Dr. Quinzel thought outloud before she smiled politely at the other doctor before her and went on her way to the patient cells.
'The Joker is notorious for his skills and his merciless personality. How could they have actually caught him?'
She preceded to get lost in her thoughts on the famous criminal mastermind until she suddenly found herself already on the third floor where the patients were held and welcomed by a commotion in the walkway.
''What's going on?'' Dr. Quinzel asked an orderly rushing to pass by her. Against his better judgement, he stopped for her.
''It's the joker. His meds just wore off. Excuse me doctor!''
Dr. Quinzel smiled her thanks and watched the event play out with interest. She had to stop herself from taking notes.
She wasn't the least bit surprised at the Joker's behavior. What surprised her at all, was that he was even here in the first place.
''Why don't you just give him another sedative?'' She called towards the staff surrounding the newest Arkham patient.
Everyone froze and turned towards her. The only face she truly noticed though was the face belonging to the most beautiful bright blue eyes she had ever seen. They belonged to the Joker himself who was smiling with a mouth full of metal at her.
''Murderer or not, he's still a patient here and it's our job to take care of them so I hope I can count on all of you to protect the honor of this hospital,'' Dr. Quinzel smiled brightly and continued her way past the group and down to another cell belonging to her early morning patient.
She was completely unaware of the pair of eyes watching her every move.
But she would be very aware soon.
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''I heard you actually tried to protect the Joker!? Have you lost your mind?'' Doctor Sandara Park questioned Dr. Quinzel when they met in the hospital cafeteria.
''Of course not. He's a precious patient of this hospital and I will treat him as such,'' Dr. Quinzel sighed. She had been getting weird and dirty looks all day and she really didn't understand why.
''You certainly are fearless Harleen Quinzel,'' Dr. Park grimaced and said her goodbyes.
''Dr. Quinzel? Can I see you in my office please?'' Doctor Jeremiah Arkham, the head doctor ushered her towards his office in silence. Dr. Quinzel sighed. Was the chief going to tell her she was crazy too?
''Have I upset you in some way sir?'' She asked calmly and politely. Her boss shook his head.
''Quite the opposite. I heard what transpired yesterday and I must say I am very pleased on how you handled yourself and that you hold the oath taken by the members of this hospital so seriously. It is intended to be that way but most of the staff forget that when faced with the unfamiliar. Therefore, I would like to request that you handle the Joker case from here on out.''
Dr. Quinzel's eyes widened.
''But that's your case sir!'' Her boss nodded.
''Indeed but I think you may be suited even more so than me. Do you accept?'' Dr. Quinzel nodded happily.
''Of course sir! It would be an honor and I promise I won't disappoint you!'' Dr. Arkham smiled slightly and nodded.
''I know you'll do great in there. Good luck.''
She was gonna need that luck in the long run.
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Dr. Quinzel took a deep breath before she smiled in excitement and entered the room that awaited her.
''Hello Mr. Joker. I am Dr. Quinzel and you are now my patient so I hope we can get along well,'' She smiled at the pasty white man strapped in a straitjacket.
''Now how did I possibly get so lucky to have such a deliciously looking broad such as yourself to be my doc?'' The Joker grinned as Dr. Quinzel took the seat across from him at the plain metal table.
''I guess we both just got lucky,'' Dr. Quinzel smiled which took the clown by surprise. No one had ever actually smiled at him before and when they did, it was just so he would think twice before killing them, which of course, he didn't.
''You know when I hit on the other doctors, just because I was so horridly bored, they all were disgusted. Isn't it unprofessional?''
''I don't care about unprofessional. I just want to try and help you, as much as I possibly can so, how about we just be ourselves with each other and maybe eventually you would want to open up to about something that's on your mind and for now, we can just get to know each other. How does that sound?" Dr. Quinzel suggested.
There she goes again. Making the Joker speechless. Who exactly was this woman?
''How exactly did you get lucky in all of this?'' He finally asked.
''You are a very interesting man Mr. Joker, inside and out. I'm really looking forward to studying you if you'll allow me to do so,'' Dr. Quinzel replied. He was speechless. Again.
''Alright dollface. A question for a question then. How does that sound?''
''Oh it sounds wonderful! Thank you!'' Harleen was so excited she felt like she was dreaming. This was her first time with a criminal as a patient and he was the most infamous one of all time.
''I get to ask the question first. You don't seem to wear a lot of jewelry,'' The Joker started.
''I guess not. My earrings were a graduation gift from my parents for college,'' Dr. Quinzel reached up and fiddled with the diamond studs in her ears.
''So what's with the ring?'' The Joker finished. Dr. Quinzel blinked and looked down. She had forgotten that was even there.
''Oh. It's a purity ring. You know, 'But among you there must not be even a hint of sexual immorality, or of any kind of impurity, or of greed, because these are improper for God's holy people' Ephesians 5:3.''
The Joker raised an eyebrow. ''I didn't take you for the religious type Doc.''
''I'm not really. It was just the way I was raised and I haven't had the pleasure of meeting someone who made me want to take it off,'' Dr. Quinzel smiled politely.
''What about now?'' The clown growled and smirked at the slight blush that appeared on his doctor's cheeks.
''Did you ever think about getting married or having children?'' The Joker's eyes widened a fraction before he recovered and smirked.
''Are you offering princess? What's the worst thing you've ever done?'' The doctor took on a thoughtful expression for a few moments.
''To be honest, I'm not really sure. Why did you let yourself get captured?'' This time the Joker let his eyes widened in disbelief. ''You're the best and worst villian there ever was. There is no way you would be careless enough to be caught by some second-hand downtown cops; unless of course, you wanted to.''
''Now why would I do that smarty pants?'' He questioned. Harleen smirked.
''My guess? Either there is something or someone out there you're hiding from, which is highly unlikely, or there is something in here, you want.''
''You may not be as dumb as you look,'' Joker smirked back. ''You got a boyfriend?''
''No such luck. I don't know where I'd even find the time to entertain a gentleman caller. Have you ever truly loved someone?'' She questioned and threw him off his guard for a split second.
''Not in my line of business cute face. What's your full name?'' The Joker grinned and caused Dr. Quinzel to blink in confusion but she still answered.
''Doctor Harleen Frances Quinzel.'' Joker began to smirk.
''I'm gonna call you Harley Quinn from now on baby.''
''...Alright.''
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TA-DA! I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO NERVOUS FOR A STORY IN MY LIFE! REVIEWS PEOPLE, REVIEWS.
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