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Cold, pain, anxiety, stress; they all were inside Harley the moment she fell to the floor. A painful, but not so big bullet, was located below her heart. She lied there, shaking, sweating cold, and struggling. Suddenly, she fell something lifting her up, dragging her to a secret corner and then putting her softly on a more comfortable place. Harley looked up just to see that it was her lover who was now resting her head on his lap.
"You dumb kid! Why did you do that?" The Joker said in what it sounded like an angry-worried tone. "I...I di-...didn't...want-..wanted you...to..g-...get hurt...Mr J." Harley answered him, giving him a soft smile; followed by a tear. "No. You're not dying today. Don't give me that This is goodbye look. I know you're going to be okay." Joker said, not willing to give up on Harley that easy. "I-...I'm..so...so sorry..Mr. J...for...e-..everything." Harley now was crying, thinking of the worst. The Joker did his best to not cry. He never cries. He was about to speak to her, but she cut him out. "Could...you...do me a..fa-..favor and..get close?" Harley said, crying and shaking extremely out of control. The Joker did what she asked; and when he got close enough, she grabbed his head and pulled it close to her, giving him a passionate kiss. With that, she passed out, and the Joker expected the worst.
10 minutes ago
A big shooting started on one of Joker's hideout. Dead bodies were around all the place. It was a massacre.
"Gee, what impatient people do for some cash." The Joker said to Harley as they looked for their guns, grenades and smoke bombs, so they could make their exit out of the place. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. People these days; they can't get a joke." Harley responded to him while passing him the big guns. "Well, if they don't want to speak by our language, we'll have to speak by theirs." He said, grabbing Harley by her chin and bringing her close; she gave a squeak in excitement. Then they heard more guys were coming, so they got prepare to fire.
"Nah, ah, ah. You don't enter to someone's place when you're not invited." Harley said, winking to the first guy who entered, he brought with him a knife. "We'll have to teach you some manners." The Joker said, and shoot the guy by the heart. The second guy entered, and Harley shoot him quickly in the head. "Good shot, cupcake! Keep it like that. We will need that for later. Now lets go, there are plenty of those out there." The Joker said, taking Harley by her wrist and ran together. She blushed roughly.
As they ran outside, they continued to shoot more and more guys. They were getting bored. Then they ended where the big war was. The room was a mess. There where more dead bodies than living ones. Joker and Harley quickly ran through it, shooting anyone who tried to stop them. Suddenly, one of the bullets a guy shoot, barely passed through the Joker's arm. Joker noticed and looked back, taking off guard. Another guy then took this advantage and directed a bullet to him. "Puddin! Look out!" Harley yelled as she pushed the Joker to the floor, taking the bullet.
The Joker didn't gave up on Harley that quick. As he saw that she passed out, he could notice she was just unconscious. So, he took her body, and ran quickly outside. He dropped her on the back seat of the car and drove directly to the nearest hospital. He knew he couldn't stay with her there, they would call the police and send them both to Arkham; and worst, they would take him to his new, specially designed cell. It would be more complicated for both to escape. As he arrived to the hospital, he took her body, dropped her on the front door and escaped. It couldn't guarantee him she would survive, but it was worth trying. "I'll see you soon, Pooh." The Joker said as he drove away from the hospital.
A lady saw Harley's bleeding body on the floor and called a doctor quick. The doctor then took her to surgery, and contacted Arkham. Harley survived the surgery and she was now on rest before she was sent to Arkham. She received a visit from Batman the day before she was going to be sent back to Arkham.
"What happened Harley?" Batman asked as he walked in to her room. "Some mutts came to Mr. J's place and stared to shoot us for some money they said it was theirs. It was horrible! The place was full of dead bodies. Biggest massacre I've ever been. A stupid guy was going to kill my Puddin, so I pushed him out of the way. As you can see, I got the bullet and now I'm here." Harley said, then grabbing her wound area, which was still aching her. "Ironic." Batman said in his usual dry tone. After that day, she was sent back to Arkham.
The Joker was on his and Harley's personal hideout. This place was meant to be for them two, no business was brought in or out. He sat on their couch, tapping one of his foot anxiously, waiting to hear something from the T.V. When the local news started, he saw the news of the massacre that happened 5 days ago on his hideout. "Many people died on that shooting. It was a disaster. Sources tell us that Harley Quinn was a victim in that shooting, receiving a shot below her heart." When the Joker heard that, he expected the worst. But then... "Luckily, she got surgery, and they just returned her back to Arkham." The news then showed a video of Harley getting sent to Arkham on a wheelchair, waving happily to the cameras. The Joker then laughed wickedly. "Oh, Pumpkin Pie! You're such a strong girl! I knew you would make it." He said, still laughing. "Catch you later." He said before turning off the T.V. and going to bed.
The next day, Harley was on her cell, whistling as she looked out at her bars; until someone interrupted. "Well, well, well, look whose back in town." Ivy said to Harley through the small window they had. "Hi, Red! No time, no see! I missed you already." Harley said smiling widely to Ivy. "Yeah Harls, me too..so, how you got that shot?" Ivy said, pointing to the wound. Oh, this? Just pushing Mr. J out of the way." Harley said, as if it meant nothing to her. "Again giving your life for that clown?" Ivy rolled her eyes. "Hey! Is not any clown, is my clown." Harley said, wrapping her arms around her chest. "Wake up, Harls! He doesn't care for you. I bet you he will not even get you out of here." Ivy was pissing off Harley. "Oh, you're on, Red." Harley said, giving Ivy a daring look. "Get as comfortable as you can, Harley. He won't get here, at least on his will." Harley rolled her eyes, and got back to her view out of the bars.
Later, at night, sirens started to sound loud in the asylum. Harley awaken and smelled something commonly odd. "Acid? Why does it smell like acid in here?" Then, she heard a familiar voice. "Come on kid! We gotta get outta here!" Harley looked up to see the Joker. Her eyes lighten up as she saw him. He had just crumbled the bars with acid. She then jumped out of her cell and the Joker grabbed her wrist and they started to make their run. "Missed me, kiddo?" He said to her as they were running with a grin on his face. "You have no idea, Puddin." She said with a big smile. They then entered the car and made their run. "Hey, were you the one who left me in the hospital?" Harley asked as he drove away. "Of course, darling. Who else would have been? You gave me a big fright! Don't ever do that again!" The Joker said as he grabbing her cheek. "I'm so sorry, Puddin! But if I didn't do it, I would have lost you. And I couldn't allow that!" Harley said to him, with almost teary eyes. "That's my little Harley." He said and with that, he gave her a quick kiss.
Okay, first chapter! Tomorrow I'll be posting more.