Chapter II: Her

He had been walking back and forth up and down halls as guards opened slits in cell doors and passed the prisoners their measly rations. He checked off each block as they went and figured they'd finished after a while. "Ferko!" A guard at the end of the hall shouted to him. "What?" He replied. "We got one more to go, get that taser ready, just in case."

He checked his chart and noticed the last name on the list, in that central cell. "Harley Quinn?" He asked himself reading the chart. He walked down the hall and around the corner where a group of around 10 guards were already prepared to enter the cell block containing the last prisoner. "I hate this bitch." One guard mumbled behind him. "You see what happened to Richards in here?" Another guard asked him. "No, I'm new here actually." Ferko responded. "Ah great a rookie, well as a matter a' fact she broke the poor idiots spine against the cell." The other guard continued.

"Alright let's get this over with." The lead guard said aggravated opening the door. They fanned out around the cell in the middle of the large room. He checked his taser, testing it. His eyes focused on the cell. There was a girl in there, half hanging off the bed in the cell corner. She didn't appear like he'd expected, almost perfectly white skin, pale hair. She actually seemed quite beautiful. She arched her head back looking at the guards entering the room. "Hi Boys! Miss me?" She shouted ecstatically. He suppressed a small grin and chuckled a bit. The Sergeant approached the cell casually, taser already activated. "Hey you gonna eat or what? He said rapping at bars with his knight stick. She sat up now acting weirdly, walking around. "I thought you fellas came here to play, how sad." She replied. "Alright alright just take the damn food so I can get the hell out of here."

"Oh fine." She said pouting and reached through the bars grabbing the plate of whatever the hell it was from him. "Alright now we're done" the Sergeant said looking over at Ferko, who was staring the girl in the cell. "Ferko!" He shouted. "Oh right sorry." He replied crossing off the last name on the list. "Ok now let's get the hell out of here, Ferko you watch her and don't let her put a fork in your neck." The sergeant said. "Alright let's go." The sergeant ordered leading the other guards out. Leaving only the girl and Ferko in the room.

He watched her looking at the prison food in disgust. "Nah I'm not eating this slop today." She said tossing the plate in the small bin in her cell. "You have to eat you know." He said from the side of the room. "Not my fault, you try eating this crap." She said crossing her arms and pouting. He listened to her but was still distracted by her looks. "I can see you staring at me." She said laughing. "Oh, sorry." He said embarrassed, snapping back to reality.

"No you're not, all these guys do is look at me. I'm a plaything to some and a thing to others." She said lying in her bed. He felt guilt, he never was a charmer anyways. He felt his pockets, finding the energy bar he'd kept if he needed it. He walked over to the cell remembering what he'd been told about her behaviour. He cautiously stepped up to the bars behind her. "Here." He said holding the bar through the bars. She looked up at him, confused. "Look who's brave. I usually prefer to play in here though." She said looking away, she was grinning wickedly. "I'm not playing, you need to eat so I might as well give you something edible." She scoffed, "I could just bite your hand right now." "And I could just tase you." He replied. "I've killed three guards ya know." She said looking back at him.

"Maybe they just didn't know what they were doing." He said, "Now are you going to take this or is my arm just gonna get weaker?" She gave him a strange smile and took the bar from his hand and left it beside her, "later." She said quietly. He rested his arm in the horizontal bar on the cage. "So what exactly is causing you to be such a nice guy?" She asked him, the smile returning to her face. "I don't know, I'm just not a very cruel person I guess." He said covering up his real thoughts. "Bullshit." She said laughing out loud, "I saw you staring at me the whole time, no one else does, at least like you."

His face turned red, he couldn't help but suppress a small smirk that she noticed instantly creasing under his fabric face cover. "Aha, got ya." She laughed again sitting up on her bed. "Ok I'll admit you're beautiful." He said the smirk on his face showing through the face mask.

"Richards said that too, he's not gonna walk anymore." She said with a devious look. "Well I don't intend to let you bend me against the bars." He said back leaning against them to see what she would do. "Aw so you don't like to play with me?" She said faking a pout. "Define play?" He said back. "Anything that's fun." She said looking at him smiling genuinely. "Oh that. Well I don't exactly feel comfortable being in a cell locked with you. Yet." He said half mumbling. "So what're you gonna do?" She said curiously. "Well why're you still talking to me if you don't like me?" He asked taking a step back. "I didn't say I don't like you. I'm just bored." She said standing up and holding the bars. "Bored?" He repeated.

"Yeah, I'm bored. Come in here and play with me." She said leaning in the bars now. "Play with you? What like date night?" He said with a small laugh. "You could call it that." She said smiling seductively. "I'm tempted." He replied adjusting his helmet strap. "Come oooonnnn." She said again, slacking down.

He said nothing and walked over to the door checking its lock. Then walked back to the cell door. "Fun huh?" He said smiling at her. "Yeah, so?" He pulled out a key from his pocket and began unlocking the cell. "You sure you're not making a mistake there?" She said standing and striding towards the cell door. "Considering I have no intention of killing anyone today, yes I'm sure." He said finishing the locks and opening the cell.

She casually walked up to him, "Just one problem." She said smirking at him. "What's that?" He said back. She quickly grabbed his gun from its holster and put it into his view. "This thing is a no no." She said dropping the magazine from the gun. "Oh jeez you scared me for a second." He said shaking a bit. "Don't worry, I don't bite the nice ones." She said smiling and dropping the gun to the floor. She looked at the name on his bulletproof vest, "Ferko huh?" She asked. "Yep, Harley Quinn I presume?" He asked back. "Right a roonie." She said happily.

She grabbed his arm and flipped him over her, he landed hard on his back. She got on her hands and knees over him and looked at him with an insane smile. "Why?" He asked grunting in pain. "I said fun buddy." She said slapping his helmet. "Probably should've guessed." He said still in pain as she stood up.

"Oh it feels good to be less confined than I am in that cage." She said stretching her arms. "I'll bet it's terrible" he said standing up and taking in her looks. "So I'm gonna make a wild guess that you're Fallin' for me?" She said looking at him. "A bit yeah." He said his face turning red again. "You do realize two things, one being I'm the craziest girl in here, two I..." she stopped. "Something wrong?" He asked as her face went blank. She remembered the vision of the helicopter crashing in the city. Who she'd lost.

A lone tear ran down her face as she lowered her arms from stretching. "Are you alright?" He asked again cautiously putting a hand on her shoulder. Another tear and another came, she threw herself into him hugging him and bursting into tears. He gently placed his arms behind her, confused. "Hold me." She sobbed. He never expected this kind of emotion from a girl who sounded so inhuman from the descriptions. He held her tighter as she cried harder and louder.

She cried for about 20 minutes straight and finally began to pull herself together. She pulled her face from his chest and rested her chin on his shoulder. "You ever been in love F?" She asked sobbing still. "F?" He asked confused at what she'd said. "I figured it's a good nickname but answer the question." She said. "Yes, I have." He said back calmly, still holding her tightly. "Who?" She asked. He questioned what he was about to say in his mind, but might as well not start a relationship with a lie. "You." He said in a shaky tone. He felt her suddenly stop moving in his arms and she went silent.

She was still for a moment and pulled back looking at him, tears still in her eyes. "Me?" She asked him softly. "He allowed a smile to cross his face as he made eye contact. "Yes, you." She stood frozen as if processing his words. Then a small smirk curled across her pale face. "Should I take it back?" He asked chuckling. She put a hand on his chest, "Do that and I'll rip a chunk outta ya neck." She said back smiling now. He placed a gloved hand on her chin. "Good, I wouldn't take it back anyways." He said looking into her eyes, a small smile running across his face. She let go of him and giving a small sigh, strolled over to the nearby wall and sat down. "You feeling alright then?" He asked standing where they'd been. "I don't know..." she said pulling her knees against herself and crossing her arms on top of them. He walked over to her and looked down at her as she stared straight ahead blankly. "If we were together, would you ever leave me?" She said placing her head on her arms. "Never, not unless you wanted me to leave you." He replied. She stayed silent.

"You seem like an amazing girl." He said trying to lighten her mood, again she said nothing. He gave a sigh and walked to the wall next to her and slid down to the floor. He looked over and saw she was quietly crying, looking down. He moved closer to her, slowly. She payed no attention to him, her mind filled with images of the worst moments of her life, from the death of her Joker to the abuses by the guards. He reached over and placed a hand in her hair and ran his gloved fingers through it. She gave a small sniffle and looked over at him, still resting her head on her arms. "For what it's worth, I love you." He said giving her a smile. She smiled back, tears still in her eyes. He leaned closer to her and kept his eyes focused on hers. She looked back into his and maintained her smile. He pulled her head closer to him until their noses were touching. "You really do love me." She said putting a hand on his chest and using the other to pull down his face cover, exposing his nose and mouth. "I do..." he said quietly pulling her the final inch until their lips made contact.

She laughed a bit inside and placed both of her arms around him pulling him closer. He did the same to her, rubbing his hands around her back. She slowly began to deepen the kiss and pulled him atop of her as she lowered herself backward to the floor.

After a while they broke contact and stared into each other's eyes. "I don't think we should do this already." He said. "Aw, but I thought we were gonna play." She said frowning. "Maybe some other time when I know we don't run the risk if being caught." He said back. "Alright." She said sulking now. "Aw don't be like that." He said running the back of his hand over her cheek. She continued pouting and looked away from him. He gave a sigh and after a slight pause, he pulled her up against him and rolled over, so now she was on top of him. "What're you doing?" She said laughing. "Just saying I love you in my own way." He said giving a small smirk. She smiled at him and placed her head on his chest. He placed a hand on the back of her head, occasionally running his fingers through her hair.

"Golly im tired." She said smirking. "Well in that case." He said sitting up. She was now sitting in his lap. "I may as well give you a lift." He said carrying her into her cell and lying her on the bed. He gave her a small kiss on the forehead and walked toward the door of the cell. "F?" She asked. He stopped and turned around "Yes?" "Why don't you stay awhile?" She asked flicking her eyes to the folding chair beside her bed. "Do you want me to?" He asked. "Yes please." She said smiling. "Alright." He replied smirking and sitting in the chair beside her. She leaned over and laid her head on his lap looking up at him. "I..." he said, But cut himself off. "You what?" She asked him. "I... love you." He said putting a hand into her hair. "I love you too." She said smiling up at him. She slowly dozed off in his lap and so did he, slowly running his gloved fingers through her soft hair until he was out.