Setting:
Harley Quinn is in Arkham with her newly assigned psychiatrist. He was a strapping young man of about 25 years. Fairly new to the job. She can tell. She was a psychiatrist once.
Harley: Why hello! I x'pected tah get some old gross woman *she grimaced and then sprang back up with a wide smile.* But lookie here! I got you! You're pretty young and cute to be a psychiatrist. Shouldn't you be out in the world? Bein' a banker or lawyer or whatever? Where all the stunning young girls can see you *She fell into a fit of psychotic laughter*
Dr. Meyer: I regret to inform you Ms. Quinzel, but you will have to refrain yourself. It shall be me asking the questions here *he said in an attractive British accent* I am Dr. Adolf Meyer. I shall be your psychiatrist for your stay in our facility.
Harley: *she fell into another fit of laughter.* and you have a hot voice too! What luck! *She laid down dramatically with a large sigh* So what would ya like to know about me Doctah. And call me Harley.
Dr. Meyer: Ms. Quinzel I shall have to insist that you please call me Dr. Meyer, and I shall call you Ms. Quinzel as according to protocol
Harley: Fine. Fine *she sighed again loudly* Wadda ya want from me Dr. Meyer *putting extra emphasis on his name* I donno where Joker is, I donno what Ivy's up to, I donno what Catwoman's next move is, and I most certainly do not know where Harvey disappeared to, though I sure would like to know.
Dr. Meyer: May I request you tell me what you know about "Jason Todd"
Harley: *she fell silent for a bit* Ya wanna know about Jason? The famous Red Hood *she sighed mournfully* well in order to know what I know about him we will have ta start from the beginning *she grinned looking straight up at the ceiling staring off into space* We'll start where I met him. He found me at the back of an alleyway…..
*Harley was cold, miserable, tired, hungry, heartbroken, and alone* I swear I officially hate men. I should just be lesbian, maybe Ivy would date me *She chuckled slightly at herself and then coughed wincing from the burns on her back and the deep cuts that afflicted her body. She heard shoes scuffle in the alleyway* Whose there *She slowly glanced around with a dark look on her face* "Me" *A deep voice penetrated the shadows as a large male figure emerged* "A little girl like you shouldn't be out here all alone" *The figure said to her as he walked over towards her* For your information I can take care of myself *she spat back at him. He chuckled a bit* I've been following you from the time Joker threw you out, I was going to use you as bait to get him to come out of the shadows. But looks like he never really cared about you *He said in an unusually sad, caring voice. She yelled at him, tears filling her eyes. * Well unfortunately I did care about him. Now get away from me before I shoot you! *She didn't need to be reminded of what the Joker did to her. Not right now. Less than 24 after The Incident had happened. That's when the dark figure stepped into the light of a lone flickering lamppost. He was tall and extremely muscular. He had a dark suit on with a red bat symbol sprawled across his chest, and a leather jacket thrown on top. He also had an array of weapon all over his body, from the sharpest looking knives, to the deadliest looking guns. As her eyes scanned upwards she noticed he was holding a red helmet in the crook of his arm, one designed to cover his entire face. His face was handsome, A square, strong chin and a head of full dark hair. The only strange thing about his face was he wore a red mask over his eyes, like the kind Nightwing or Robin would wear, and he had one lock of white hair that fell over his forehead* You… You're Jason Todd. *She stammered* No wonder you tried to kill me. *he approached her, slowly, to show he meant no harm, but just fast enough to show her he wasn't scared of her either. His deep voice rumbled out of his chest again* I understand that you were abandoned. I think we have a lot more in common than you think. And you have information that I may find useful. Come along. I will offer you shelter for the night. And in return you will tell me all you know about the Joker *She stood there looking at him aghast* You think I'm goin' with you! Right after this incident I just had with Joker! NO WAY! *She crossed her arms defiantly staring at him with her feet planted. She was ready to run if he attempted anything. *He sighed as if he regretted the decision she just made* Fine have it your way then *he reached over and grabbed her with one of his strong steady arms and pulled her close to his chest. She started screaming as he grabbed a rag stuffed in his back pocked and shoved it over her mouth and nose. As she was loosing consciousness she felt him sling her over his shoulder carelessly and say in a loud voice* Don't worry you'll wake up in a little bit *he chuckled a bit as she fell unconscious draped mercilessly over his shoulder*
*She woke up a few hours later. As she started to regain consciousness she tried to take in her surroundings. She was lying on a comfortable, but old couch. She was in what looked like a motel room. There was a neatly made bed, a coffee table in front of her, a TV in the corner and a bathroom in the back. That's where she found him. In the bathroom, the door was open and he was shaving his face. She looked for the door. It was on the other side of the room. She could get there first if she went now. She attempted to jump up but was jerked back to the couch. She was handcuffed. He clicked his tongue* "Do you really think I'm that stupid Harley?" *he said to her from the bathroom. He finished shaving his face and put the razor down. Then walked over to her. He smelled strongly like alcohol* No but I was hoping ya were *She sneered at him* Wadda want with me? *He sat down on the bed and stared at her* "I need information about the Joker" *she thought about it for a minute. Joker would kill her if she told anything… but maybe she could get revenge this way. But she would need protection* Fine. But I get something in return. *He looked down at her* "Agreed. You can have anything you want. But first, tell me about Him" *She launched on her long tale of what she knew about the famous "Mr. J" And ended with telling Jason he was currently located at an abandoned toy store on the edge of Gotham. It was called Jester Novelties.* Yes I do realize that's where he is. Remember, that's where I first started tracking you *Jason's deep voice said as he grinned slightly* Yeah well you wanted me to tell ya everything *Harley sighed* Can you please unhand cuff me now *he got the key and unlocked the handcuffs. While she was rubbing her sore wrists he asked her* so what do I have to do for you now? Do you want money? A vehicle? Fake I.D? My guess would be money *He got up and started digging through an old duffle bag in the corner of the room. A dark smile spread across Harley's face* I want protection and shelter… and *She looked up at him with a psychotic gleam in her eyes* I want revenge
Back in the office
Dr. Meyer: Our time is up now Ms. Quinzel. I shall see you at this same time tomorrow. Thank you for your time *He got up and walked to the door*
Harley: Oh it was a pleasure Doctah *She laughed and closed her eyes. Smiling as if she knew something they all didn't*