Chapter 1: The reunion


It was December in Gotham, June was queuing inside a cafe, on that cold winter morning. It had been six months since her biggest nightmare was over, and there was no sign of The Enchantress, just in her worst nights.

She usually went out to running in the morning, it was a big way of clearing her mind. Although that day, in spite of her new sport warm jacket (given by her fiancé Rick), the hot coffee was highly necessary. In front of her, there was a girl with a sweatshirt and black hood and finally, her turn arrived, but when she went to place her order, she could saw the face of that other girl, who, at any time prior, has had turned.

- Harleen ... - she said almost in shock.

- Well, it cost you to recognize me! - she smiled broadly, although without removing the hood, holding her coffee to go in her hands and heading for the door.

She would regret, she knew before hand, she knew that after so much waiting, she would run out of coffee that morning, but none of that seemed to matter too much, when she was following the blonde woman. They came to a dead end street, June was aware that what she was doing could cause her some sort of problem, but she didn't want to spend the opportunity to speak with Harley.

- Baby Doll ... has Mr. Flag told you how dangerous is chasing the bad guys? - Harley joked, taking off her hood, letting her blond hair out.

But in those moments June was horrified by what she saw, a bruise was occupying the right cheek of the delinquent.

- Take it, I think you need this more than I - Harley stated giving her the cup of coffee.

- Who has done that to you? - she asked approaching her, forgiving he dose of coffee for the second time that day and trying to touch her cheek.

- Please, Miss, we barely know and you want to feel me up ... - she joked holding the hand of June before she could touch her - It's better if you don't touch me the bruise, baby.

- You can answer my question ...

From where she was taking that value to speak face to face to a psychopath like Harley Quinn? She had no idea, but it's not that she had stopped to think about it, rather, her companion was the surprised one. Harley at the end did a grimace of superiority and answered.

- Well, let's say not everyone is so lucky to be with the hero of the story, in order that some of you can be with them, others have to be with the bad guys - she sighed - Mr. J was just playing.

Those words hurt more June than to the own delinquent, so overwhelmed confessed her.

- Harley ... you are more than this – she pointed out the blow - you are more than him – she tried to explain to her.

- It's nothing compared to the beatings that I received at Belle Reve, so don't worry for me... J took me from there, now I belong to him.

- Why are you still so obsessed with him? - she asked getting angry, she didn't know if it was the lack of coffee, or what it was that drove her to be unable to control her anger - I swear, I don't get it!

- I think I'm going to end this conversation here and I'll let you go to the arms of Mr. Flag, at the end of the day, he's an old comrade, I have to respect you - she smiled turning to put on the hood.

- I only care for you... - she looked down, for a moment, the braveness she had when she followed Harley, was lost.

- Mommy didn't tell you that you mustn't talk to strangers in the streets? - Harley broke into a laugh - Back with your hero, damsel in distress - she crossed arms and pointed her the way out.

Uncomfortable silence, June had many things in her mind, but she didn't know up to where to force the conversation. In the history of her biggest hero, Flag was not so protagonist.

- I remember it quite different – a tense silence again - although she was possessing me in that moment – she affirmed – Flag was not who saved me, well, he was not the only one.

- If you come here to thank me, you didn't need to taking your precious time. It was or saving you or having my brain fried once more – she shrugged her shoulders – I like the pain, but I appreciate my life.

- In those moments, you hadn't that piece of shit inside your brain, Harley – she made her remember – Perfectly, you could have decided to escape, be safe and not risking your life.

- Smarty Girl - she smirked - Maybe it's what I should have done.

- If you were able to overcome the delusion that she put into your mind to save everyone ... why are you coming back to him?

- I love him - she admitted.

- Lying, I know you - she denied while she pointed to Harley.

- You don't know me, Moone, we met during what? fifteen minutes?- she began to get nervous, because no one had tried to break her barriers with such force, as the archeological and "touch what you shouldn't" young lady was doing in those moments. She had opened the pandora's box with the Enchantress, but no one knew what she could find if she opened the pandora's box of Harleen Quinzel.

- Are you going to use what the Enchantress discovered about me with her powers... against me?- Harley leaned on the wall and looked at her companion askance-certainly, I think you are a bad girl.

- I am not so good as they paint me - she said with a crooked smile - You're not alone, not only him cares for you... well, he doesn't care about you nothing at all - she was sure in her words - Since you escaped, Rick, Floyd and I have been looking for you.

- I won't return to the evil arts of Waller, I will not be a lapdog.

- Being able to be much more than that, you are exactly that... Harley don't you see it? - the look of the delinquent was disturbed, it was clear that she realized, but the Joker was the only sure thing within the fully unbridled madness of her life. He had transformed her into what she was at the time, perhaps no one understood it, but she felt him like the only float that she was able to hold before drowning in the shit of her life. And now, June Moone with her doll face arrived and she tried to make her change her mind, she couldn't allow it.

- Why would I care to you? - she asked almost accidentally.

- Because Enchantress took me to the darkest place where I ever was, and you destroy her heart to save mine - Harley could not help but smile, not a perverse smile, if not a genuine smile, one that recognized the work well done and the gratitude of the woman in front of her - I wish to try to do the same if you let me.

- To save my heart? - Harley asked curious - Don't waste your time June, I am not anybody who deserves to be saved – she denied leaving the place.

- I want to do it! - she exclaimed raising her voice, before the other woman was going away.

Harley turned and looked at her for a few seconds without saying anything, June was enduring her look, waiting for something that she didn't know well what it was.

- Tomorrow, same time, same place ... - she winked kidding - I can't wait to see what you have to offer me, beautiful - she got serious for a moment and added - The voices have told me that if you tell about our meeting to someone else... I have carte blanche to kill you - actually, she didn't want to kill her, that option wasn't going through her head. In fact, she admired what June was trying to do and the truth is that nobody had taken so much trouble for helping her when they only had met twice. The first time, Harley thought she was a fallen angel from heaven, the second time, everybody should have sworn she was the devil himself. What was exactly the truth? She didn't know who June Moone was for real and the Harley's psychiatrist side wanted to find out. Her circle of friends also came down to the Joker and his henchmen, so have a acquaintance apart from that world, couldn't hurt her.

Finally, she walked away without saying anything more. And there June was, in a blind alley, in the literal way, but also in a figurative way. In her hand, a coffee cold and totally wasted, belonging to a fugitive delinquent with reputation of being extremely crazy. She had no idea where she was getting into... save the heart of Harley Quinn? Protect her from the Joker? What she was going to do to get that? She was not any kind of heroe, but something in Harley made her wish to remain at her side.


I hope you like the chapter, and the story that I think it may be also very interesting. English is not my first language so I beg you pardon for my mistakes.