A/N: This is my first time writing in the Batman universe. I was watching Batman: The Animated Series and I fell in love with this pairing. I hope you guys like it!
Arkham Asylum….
She had long ago grown used to the damp musty smell of her home away from home. Her jade orbs scanning the bare brown cell. Looking at the empty cell across the hall that normally housed her best friend and partner in crime, Harley Quinn. Who had escaped a few days prior with her lover, the Joker.
The other rogues currently had a bet going as to when the pair would be brought back to the asylum by the Bat. Returning her gaze to her own cell, she pondered hatching an escape plan of her own. Maybe when Harley returned they could plot something. It had been a while since they had teamed up.
The otherwise eerie silence was occasionally pierced by the odd scream or psychotic cackle which was quickly silenced by one of the on duty guards.
The double doors at the end of the hallway swing open, though from her cell she couldn't see who was entering the corridor. Her questioned was quickly answered when she could hear the low gravelly tones of her once lover and fiancée, Harvey Dent aka Two Face.
The former lovers lock eyes briefly. Both sets of eyes quickly divert just as quickly as they meet. Harvey Dent was a very awkward and hazardous issue that she didn't want to think about. But occasionally her thoughts would stray to that dark forbidden corner of her mind.
Sometimes she ponders (against her own will of course) what kind of life they would've had together, had things not gone the way they had. 'Would they've married and had children and how many? Or could've they had been like Joker and Harley, creating havoc all over Gotham and being the cause of the bats demise?'
She shakes herself out of these crazy thoughts, because even though she knows no good will come of them eventually they will return. Though for now she locks them away back into the dark recesses of her mind.
Laying down on the cold hard cot that occupies one of the four bare walls of her cell staring blankly at the ceiling above. Her jade orbs begin to feel heavy with sleep when the doors at the end of the hall once again open.
She can hear the mad cackle that signals that the Jokers latest thwarts have been stopped by the Batman. The cell doors across and down the hall slam shut simultaneously. The last thing she hears before sleep claims her is Harley whining and calling for her precious "Puddin".
Her dreams like always are filled with escaping Arkham, getting rid of the rid of the bat, and she and her plants taking over Gotham. And although she won't admit it her dreams include ruling Gotham with a former district attorney by her side.
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