A/N: This is an older fanfic I started over two years ago, complete with the original footnotes :)

"Step away from my client Gordon." A female voice cut though the air, it was razor sharp and full of malice. The woman spoke from the doorway, as she stepped in her eyes met the Joker's for a heartbeat and he could see the tears there, she looked about ready to cry and it was all he could do not to burst out laughing. Then she had blinked when her eyes came back open they were cold, calculating, sharp as a knife staring right at Commissioner Gordon.

"Andy?" He said taking a step back in shock. Andria Wayne was the only know living relative of Bruce Wayne so the two cousins were very close, however they were also very different. She was only a little over five and a half feet tall she had black hair that was pulled into a tight bun. Her skin was slightly tanned and one could guess when her hair was down to frame that beautiful face with full ruby lips it would still look pale, just not sickeningly so. Her eyes were a pure violet color and they looked black right now so it was clear she was very pissed.

"My client has a right to representation and he also has a right to a privet cell and some respect. That is unless you want post this many guards on EVERYONE you bring into custody." She said walking into the room and inserting her body between the two men and facing Gordon. The Joker sat there stunned as the woman put her back to him, facing down the commissioner like a mother wolf protecting her pup.

"Andy you don't really mean to defend this monster." Gordon said in utter shock. He wondered for a fleeting moment what Mr. Wayne would say if knew his cousin was offering her services to this sicko.

"To deny men the ability to learn better ways and then punish them for what they become. Is that not monstrous?" She asked flatly. "I have an order that you will release this man into my custody, until the trial. I assume you are planning to have trial for him and not just burning him at a stake on top of city hall?" She spoke with contempt in her voice as she pulled a paper out of her briefcases and handed it to Gordon. It was then that The Joker noticed her charm bracelet with its two silver jester hats on either side of what had to be the smallest joker card he had ever seen in a little glass box framed in silver. He took a second look at her, noting the dark purple jacket with its matching skirt, black pantyhose and dark purple shoes.

"I'm not going to let this madman go with you Andy." Gordon said.

"Then you'll lose your job and everything that goes with it." Andy said calmly turning around and hauling Joker to his feet by his arm. She turned to walk him out and he let her lead him wanting to see how things would play out for him. She moved her hand down his arm not letting him go and lifted his arms to a guard on the outside of the cell. The officer looked at Gordon not sure what to do.

"Make sure Daddy approves it." The Joker scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"Tell your lapdog to take off his cuffs and let us out." Andy said in agreement with the Joker's comment. She was still behind the Joker slightly as if guarding his back with her body knowing Gordon wouldn't go through her. Glancing over her shoulder at him standing there glaring down at the judge's signature across the order of release, he wondered what would make the judge sign this? Gordon looked up and nodded she heard the officer reach in and unlock the cuffs before he opened the door. They stepped though into the small hallway she shifted her briefcase to the other hand and slid the now empty one around through The Joker's arm.

"What say we go get some of your toys?" she whispered to him like he was child. He nodded slightly and adjusted his arm automatically to a more formal angle. He was after all a higher class of criminal, and if she had shown up to get him out of jail, which would have happened anyway but this was much easier and he didn't have to lose any men in the process, then he could certainly be a gentlemen with her. Not that he was worried about the body count but good help was really so hard to find, and if this woman proved to be an asset then he would be sure to do what he could to keep her safe while he took over the city.

"Andy?" A familiar male voice called. She swore under her breath as she looked over to see her cousin standing there, the shock plane on his face.

"Hello Bruce." She said as the Joker stopped beside her. When he did Bruce seemed to notice who she was with.

"What is going on? Get away from her!" He yelled at the Joker nearly forgetting that none of these people knew he was batman so it would be very odd to see him suddenly jump over the counter and beat the sick man to death.

"The lady came to me Brucie, so if you're gonna yell at anyone, shouldn't it be her?" The Joker asked in his normal manner. Andy tightened her grip on his arm afraid for one moment that the Joker might actually send her away before she had a chance to talk to him.

"I am here to represent Mr. J and that's what I intend to do." She said lifting her chin a little as she took a step towards the evidence room, the Joker moved with her so she kept going. Officer Douglas was an old man who looked as though he'd seen far too many years at his job glanced up when he saw them and nodded with a little smile on his face, he leaned down and when the old man stood back he had a box with a lid on it one side said Joker. He handed a clipboard to her with a pen. The pen was topped with a multi colored flower that had gold glitter at the tip of each peddle, it reminded the Joker of the jester hat charms he had seen on Andy's wrist. Andy picked up the box and handed it to him not allowing him to open it.

"Let's get out of here." She said with a little bit of urgency in her voice.

"Mistress," a young officer came up and in a hushed tone spoke quickly to her. "The press is in front of the building they'll fallow you if you try taking him out that way, no sign of the bat." He reported.

"Damn." She paused for a moment then looked at him. "Call in a bombing on 16th and Apple, then send two guys over to blow something up, tell them to be creative." She turned and nodded her thanks to Douglas as she pulled the joker down a hall that led down the back steps. He didn't question her, he didn't fight her, he simply fallowed her and did as she told. This was strange for him but he was allowing himself to satisfy his curiosity.

A/N: When I started writing this I did not know about Harley Quinn outside of "The Joker's new pet" by KrystalTheElvishHobbit (which I await the ending of). However my beloved told me of the real Harley and after a little digging I just wanted to let everyone know that Mistress is not her and ANYTHING they have in common was not my intent! ((for those of you going OMG how could you not know, easy I never watched the cartoons or read the comics only ever saw the two movies and Harley isn't in either so there *sticks my tongue out at you*))

This will be the only chapter with original footnotes, the rest are updated because I've tweaked the chapters... any way on with he show!