Summary-
After a huge fight with the Joker, Harley runs to Ivy to let not only herself cool off but also to let the Joker cool off. While staying with Ivy, Harley comes into some information and sneaks back to hers and Joker's home while he is on a heist. Will Harley be able to tell her Joker what she learned, or will she be able to keep it a secret?
Chapter 1- Duck and RunHarley was pissed, that wasn't unusual, and she was pissed at the Joker, again, not unusual. But what was unusual was when she picked up her baseball bat and swung it at the Joker's head. She had never dared to swing at her Puddin before. So it was certain to say that the Joker was too shocked to even think about ducking, and the bat hit him knocking him off kilter.
The second the bat connected with the Joker's head, Harley realized what she had done. And they only thing on her mind was to get out of there before the Joker had time to collect himself and retaliate. With tears streaming down her cheeks, Harley spun around and, as quick as she could, ran.
Harley didn't look back, nor did she stop until she got to the only other place she felt safe, Pamela's place. The second Pamela Isley, or Poison Ivy, saw the tears on Harley's cheeks, she wasted no time in pulling the young woman into a warm embrace. "What did that asshole do this time?" Harley opened her mouth to tell her friend what had transpired but all that came out was a loud sob.
Ivy sighed and pulled her into her house that had once been a large greenhouse that she had taken over. She lead Harley to a loveseat and sat the woman down before leaving to start her some calming tea. When she got back Harley had stopped sobbing and was just silently crying, while occasionally sniffing.
"Are you ready to talk about it?" Ivy asked as she sat the tea on the coffee table while sitting beside Harley who instantly leaned her head on the red head's shoulder. At that, Ivy began to run a calming and loving hand through Harley's blond locks. It was then that Ivy finally noticed that Harley wasn't wearing her usual red and black jester outfit. Instead, she was wearing a short sleeve red and white shirt that was ripped off at her midriff and had 'Daddy's Little Monster' written on it, short red and blue booty shorts over fishnet stockings, and black and white stiletto boots. Harley had dyed the tips of the left side of her hair blue and the tips of the right side of her hair red.
"I tried to surprise Mista J with my new look. I thought he would like it, ya know, I had even gotten a golden choker that read 'Puddin'." Harley started and Ivy hummed and pulled Harley's legs across her lap. "But he didn't like it. He started yellin' at me. Callin' me an attention whore. Claiming that the real reason I was wearin' this was to lure other men to me. But that ain't true!" Harley cried throwing her arms around Ivy. "I was only tryin' to look good for my Puddin. The only male I want attention from is Mista J!"
"So you two fought and you left him to cool off?" Ivy asked. This was nothing new. The Joker and Harley always fought, and when they had a particularly nasty fight, Harley would run to her and stay for a couple of days before the Joker called and asked her to come home soon. It wasn't long before Ivy realized that that was how he apologized. It had taken her even longer to realize that how the Joker showed he cared about Harley was by hitting her, or 'punishing' her as Harley claimed. But Ivy also noticed that the Joker didn't allow anyone else to harm Harley, if they did they were soon found dead.
"Not exactly." Harley muttered, the tears that had stopped starting again as she thought about what she had done.
"What does that mean?" Ivy asked, had Harley broken up with the Joker for good? Ivy mentally shook her head, there was no way that Harley Quinn would break up with the Joker, she was madly in love with the clown. Had the Joker left her? No if that had happened Harley wouldn't be here, she would be either trying to get him to take her back or killing herself. So what had happened?
"I hit him." Harley whispered so quietly and guiltily that Ivy had barely heard her. Ivy blinked at her. Harley had hit the Joker? Harley Quinn? Her Harley? The woman that would take a bullet for the Joker? The same woman who had willing lept into a vat of Ace Chemicals to prove to the Joker that her life was his?
"Excuse me?" Ivy asked still trying to comprehend what she had been told. It didn't make sense in her mind. Sure, she had been telling the young woman for years to stand up to the Joker, but never had she actually imagined that the young woman would actually do so.
"I took my bat and swung at him, hitting him in the head." Harley said before letting a sob flow from her lips. "I left while he was still disoriented. What have I done Ivy?! He's gonna be so mad at me! What if he never forgives me! What will I do then! I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT MY PUDDIN!" Harley yelled before jumping off the loveseat. "Oh god, what have I done? I hurt my Puddin. I need to go back and apologize." Harley turned to run back to the Joker but Ivy caught her by the arm and stopped her.
"Harley, darling, you need to calm down. If you did hit him with your bat then it is too dangerous for you to go back." Ivy said and Harley opened her mouth but Ivy interrupted her. "I'm not saying never go back, all I'm saying is at least give him a day to calm down and then go back and apologize." Harley thought about it before nodding. Pleased that Harley wasn't going to immediately rush into danger, Ivy pulled her into a hug. Suddenly Ivy's eyes widened as she got a good smell of Harley's scent. She took another sniff, yup she hadn't imagined it, this made Harley's recent actions towards the Joker make sense.
"Sweety," Ivy started pulling away from Harley, "when was the last time you menstruated?" Harley took a second to think before her eyes widened.
"But it's not possible." Harley whispered fearfully.
"And why not sweety, from what you've told me about your sexlife with the Joker, it is very possible." Ivy said and Harley shook her head.
"No, it can't! The Joker said that the Chemicals sterilized him!" Harley cried out shocking Ivy.
"Did he ever actually get checked or was that what he believed?" Ivy asked. Harley opened her mouth then closed it confirming what Ivy thought. "If he never got checked then it is a huge possibility that the chemicals didn't make him sterile, just like they didn't make you sterile." Ivy's arms shot out to catch Harley when she passed out.