Disclaimer: I don't own the Suicide Squad movie or comics. Although, I'm willing to bet the Joker owns me.
**SPOILER ALERT IN AUTHORS NOTE, SKIP AND CONTINUE ON TO THE STORY IF YOU HAVEN'T WATCHED THE MOVIE**
A/N: So I got my inspiration for this (possible) one-shot from Harley's hallucination. I thought it would have been interesting to see if that had actually really happened, but I tweaked it a little bit. I didn't want to completely get rid of the Joker.
It had been over a year since Joker and Harley decided they needed a change in pace. The idea had first dawned on them when she announced the frightening fact that she was pregnant and it was his child. Which followed with the Joker kicking them to the curb and going on without them. But that didn't last very long.
He quickly found himself unable to sleep at night, having weeks at a time where he wouldn't sleep. And by the time the hallucinations began to set in he finally realized that he couldn't live without her, without them, as he watched them die over and over in his drug induced, not to mention the lack of sleep, hallucinations.
So he went back to them, surprised to see that his girl had already had the child, or rather, children. She had managed to scrape up some money to rent a run down apartment building and gave up the life as a criminal. Her hair was dyed back to blonde at the ends and all that remained left of her old self was the tattoos that scattered around her body, starting from her face and ending at her feet.
"Harls?" The Joker breathed, feelings mixed with a feeling of betrayal and confusion. He couldn't tell if he should be happy that she was fine, that their children were healthy and beautiful, or if he should beat her for changing, for not coming back to him.
"Puddin'?" She murmured, snapping her head up to meet with his dark eyes. She picked up one of the children, a boy, and glided over to the other child, a girl. They both resembled her greatly, both had almost white hair and her blue eyes. But he wanted to claim that they were his blue eyes that they had. "Listen, I don't want any trouble." She claimed as she took a protective stance in front of the twins.
The Joker stared at her in complete disbelief, partly because he couldn't believe that she was actually standing up to him and partly because he could believe that the two children in front of him were not only hers, but also his.
"Are these... are these them?" He gulped in, struggling to keep a cool and calm head.
She eyed him warily and nodded, "Yeah, this is Lucy and Anarchy." She claimed, making sure to stay on her toes. She gained a protective motherly instinct, which made its way into her mind the more she spent time with the twins, making her feel as though the Joker was a threat, and he was.
"Lucy and Anarchy." The Joker repeated stepping closer to them, Harley jumped up slightly, reaching for her bat. But the Joker gave her a questionable look that caused her hand to drop at her side. "That's my girl." He murmured gently and brought his thumb up to her chin, making her look him in the eye. "You picked a good name for the boy."
She almost yanked her chin away, but enjoyed the feeling of his touch too much to do so. "I remembered whatcha said Puddin', how if you were to have a boy you wouldn't want his name to be some sissy name, you wanted it to sound dangerous so his name would have to be Anarchy." She mumbled, bringing a grin to his face.
"That's right sweetheart, because Anarchy means chaos and chaos is something that runs in our blood." He murmured, gently brushing back her loose strands of hair. "Why'd you change?"
"I had too," She claimed, her eyes were looking everywhere except at his. "These kids can't be raised with the constant threat of death."
The Joker stood unsteadily, dropping his hand back down to his side and staring blankly at the children who had ruined his everything. Change, it was something he didn't like. It was part of the reason he had been so hell bent on getting her back from that pathetic team she loved so much.
He shook his head vigorously, "No we don't gotta change a thing, I can have men with them 24/7, never leaving their side." He said trying to scrape up anything and everything that could persuade her into staying with him, the way they were now, the only way he knew how.
"No Puddin', you don't gotta change. I needed to change, I'm apart of their life. I don't expect you to be also."
Her words stung, Joker didn't know how to respond. All that kept running through his mind was the fact that she was basically stating he wasn't in the picture. That he wasn't needed.
"No! That won't due Harley!" He screamed, startling the children as they began to slowly cry.
She began to lean down and comfort them, but he didn't allow it. He grabbed her arm tightly, causing her to wince in pain, and yanked her up violently. She stared wide eyed at him and shook her head, tears forming in her eyes.
"You see Puddin', this is why you can't be in their life. Their fragile little bodies won't be able to handle your... your type of love." She murmured, trying to pick her words carefully.
He released her arm quickly and almost immediately regretted his choices. He kept glancing at her and then to them, feeling as though he needed to prove that he had what it took to be a father, to be with her. But as he leaned down to pick up the small boy Harley snatched her bat up from beside them.
"Don't do it Mistah J," She warned, her bat readily prepared to swing down at him. He stared up at her with the same look she wore, he knew he could do so much more than she could with that small little bat.
A grumbling laughter grew from deep in his throat, "Do it, I dare you!" He hollered, making her jump slightly.
"Come on darlin' do it!" He said, trying to force her into the act. Showing her that nothing has changed, that she was the same Harley he met when he was in Arkham, and she is still the same Harley that he... fell in love with, something he had to learn the hard way.
She dropped the bat, tears streaming down her face as he picked up the boy and rested him on his hip. He extended his free arm out to her and pulling her into him, giving her a gentle kiss on her forehead. "Harley are you really going to do this?" He asked concerned that he lost the one person that he could actually relate to.
She gave a hesitant nod, slightly afraid that he would lose his temper. But he remained where he was, trying to process everything that was going on.
"Puddin' I don't expect you to join me, I never did. That was actually part of the reason why I never came back." She mumbled, as each word that came out of her mouth sent a shock of pain through his body.
"Why Harls? You know I can never say no to you," He said, sounding as though he was choking on his words.
She glanced up at him, wanting to believe that he was actually telling the truth, but this time she knew better. She knew that their kids would need a better life than what she had set up for herself, a life away from him. "I'm sorry," She breathed, blinking back the tears as fast as she possibly could. Hearing her choke out the words caused something in the Joker to feel as though it was being ripped out of him.
He kept searching, searching for some kind of stupid joke, searching for the Harley he so desperately wanted and needed at that moment. But her eyes didn't waver like his had, she meant what she had said, she didn't want him in their lives.
Suddenly he felt as though he needed to blurt any word that popped into his head first, struggling to pronounce them right as he began to talk and quickly stopped as he stumbled over them. He gave into a deep breath and stared down at the small girl, she had that sparkle in her eye, one that resembled Harley's sparkle when he first met her, and even now she still has it.
Although, when the Joker was younger and was hell bent on the fact that if he ever had a child it would be a boy, and if he had a girl he would kill it. Being in the moment now, his own self, who he had made the promise to, wouldn't allow it. The small child was just suddenly too precious to even expose to the world.
A tear escaped his eyes at the sudden overflow of feelings that he had never even knew existed, feelings that he had never felt before. He bent down to sit, setting the baby boy in his lap and gently rubbing the short hairs on the little girls head. "Harls, why is it that when I'm with you I feel so much more than I ever could have possibly imagined?" He asked.
She towered above them, looking him straight in his eyes, seeing something she had never seen before in him. He looked sorry. And not just the type of sorry he would give her back in arkham, or even a couple months ago. This time he looked genuinely sorry, like he was finally seeing everything he had done for the first time in his life. How could she bring herself to push him away after such a face?
Bending down onto her knees, staring at the children and him, she gave a gentle kiss to each of the foreheads. "Maybe this could work," She murmured, gently wiping away the wet trail the tear had left from his cheek. "But you have to change, you can't keep just killing everyone that doesn't do things your way." She said, her own words smacking her across the face.
They both knew that it was not only him that would go on killing sprees, that she had enjoyed it just as much as he did. But for the children's sake she would stop, if not forever, then until they were old enough to understand their sickening ways and decide whether they would stay or not.
"You know I could never say no to you," He murmured, anxiety rising almost immediately, "Because I... because I...I love you." He breathed the words out, tensing up at what her response would be.
Her eyes had widened, her jaw had dropped and she was speechless for a good minute. "Did... did you just say you love me?"
Although she had already known that he had to of loved her, or else she would have been dead, he wouldn't have just kept risking his own life, risking being caught and thrown into prison to just get her out of her own personal hell. But actually hearing him say it, it made her cry in tears of joy and tears of confusion.
He gave out a loud laughter, putting a smile on both the babies faces, "Yes, I did!" He exclaimed, giving out a sigh in relief. "Now come on baby, you know what comes next," He breathed.
"I-I love you too!" She practically shouted and then showered his face with kisses.
So that is the end of my newest one-shot.
I think I would like to make this a couple chapters longer, but I'm a bit skeptical on the idea.
Tell me what you guys think in the reviews!