Harley sat in a waiting room, what Melody had called the lobby. If she peered through the windows in the doors she could see the girls talking about something, but she got bored of that quickly. She waited for fifteen minutes, and then Alex and Melody walked out, arm in arm, with a folder of papers under Melody's other arm.

"Okay, here's the plan," Alex spoke to Harley, "Since you and the Joker are, well, you and the joker, we can't exactly have you around."

"Hey-" Harley started.

"I wasn't finished," Alex interrupted, "So, you need to find a hideout that's away from here. Milissa has arranged for you to see Melody tomorrow."

Harley looked at Melody, "You're my baby,"

Melody smiled and nodded, "Yeah."

"Now, whatever it is you do, you better be making me proud," Harley said.

Melody chuckled, "Trust me, I'm not sloppy."

Harley smiled, gave Melody a quick hug, then walked out of the building without another word. She strode right to the car, got in, and looked at J, "She's our baby."

"And?" J asked.

Harley smiled a crazed smile, and pulled a paper out from behind her, "I snuck this when she wasn't looking."

J took the paper, and read it, "This is, wonderful baby."

"I know," Harley giggled, "Our baby's got a gun."

"And she's not a ameture either," J said, "Oh baby, you never cease to amaze me."

"Well," Harley said, "Let's see if she'll amaze us too."

That evening, Harley and J had set up a monitor in a safe house that had set up for them. Looking at the many screens, they had perfect visual and audio of the roof of the Greenview, the hotel that Melody was supposed to be shooting from. They watched as Alex and a second woman walked up on the roof, carrying a body bag. They dropped the bag to the floor, and out crawled the woman of the hour.

"I hate that bit," Melody said, rubbing her back.

"You think it hurts your back?" the second woman asked.

"Margaret, shush!" Alex said. The sound of silence flooded the screen.

"I don't hear anything," Margaret whispered.

"Exactly, we should hear the nightlife, cars, anything," Melody said, pausing, then realizing, "It's a setup-"

A clear dome surrounded the roof, and a boy around Melody's age appeared, walking toward her, "Melody, darling, it's been ages."

"What do you want, William?" She asked coldly.

"Well isn't it obvious?" he said, "I want you!" He looked down on Melody, then kissed her. Harley saw J's jaw visibly tighten as Melody kissed back, and then Melody slapped him.

"Atta girl!" Harley yelled at the screen.

"You selfish, egotistical prick!" Melody snarled, "And unfortunately, you've been causing a lot of trouble in my neighborhood. Alex wanted to burn down your house with your precious military suit in it."

William looked to Alex, "You wouldn't dare, you little-" William walked up to Alex only to be pushed back by Melody.

"Oh no, Willy boy," Melody said, "You're mine to deal with." Melody faced him.

"I'm not gonna fight you," William smiled, "I'd just kill you."

"Prove it," Melody giggled, then kicked William in the nose. He stumbled back, then regained his balance and roundhoused Melody. Melody absorbed the blow with a floor roll and the snapped up. She walked directly up to William, kissed him for an extended period of time, and then flipped him on the floor.

"So much for sentiment, Willy boy," She said, pointing a gun at his head.

"Milly, please," Will said, "I love you."

Melody sneered at him, "Only one person get's to call me Milly." She stood him up, then walked him over to the edge of the building. The wall came down, and she pushed him off the edge.

A pause.

"Milly? Rodney's nickname for you?" Margaret smiled.

"Shut up, 'Margrete'." Melody shot back.

Alex chuckled, "Come on, back in the bag."

"Again," Melody said, "I really don't like this part."

"Oh, they're good," Harley whispered to J.

"Methodical killers," J said gleefully.

"We prefer the term vigilante's but that works too," Melody smirked, looking directly into a camera, "Did you really think I was stupid enough to not bug Harley when I gave her the opportunity to take the paper?"

The camera's blacked out, and Harley looked at J, "That's our princess,"

"And we thought it'd be bad if someone messed with the queen," J laughed.

The next two days were quite a blur for every member of the Quinn family. Joker got ready to head back to Gotham, needing to get his kingdom back under thumb, while Harley decided she was going to stay close by, but not in town as to give Melody space to contact her. Melody herself had her own problems, attending her Ex's funeral to his "apparent suicide", monitoring her own energy levels, and getting ready to go back to Porter High. While at the studio, looking over the hill, Penelope walked up to her.

"Melody, word is Joker's leaving town tomorrow," she said.

Melody huffed, "Good riddance."

"He's your father," Penelope reasoned.

"He's a killer," Melody yelled, "They both are."

"They protect each other, they value each other," Penelope said, "And from what I understand, they have a town to run."

"He thought I was a hitwoman," Melody said, shaking in anger, "He was proud because he thought I was a hitwoman."
"You're not a hitwoman-"

"Aren't I? I killed Will, I-" Melody took in a shaky breath, starting to hyperventilate.

"Melody, breathe," Penelope sat Melody down, "There wasn't another option with Will, he was going to kill you. It was you or him."

"Yeah but-"
"No, Melody, you listen to me. He hurt you. He kissed you and he loved you, but he loved hurting you more. He enjoyed making your mind swirl and he wanted to taunt you. When he broke your heart, he blamed you for his own actions. Don't you dare wish he had lived on that roof. If you hadn't killed him, I would have," Penelope finished her rant.

Melody looked at her, "I should talk to them."

Penelope nodded, "Do you need a ride?"

"No," Melody said, "I think I'll just pop in."

Two hours out of town, Harley and J were talking over future plans over a kitchen table in the safehouse.

"So it's maximum security," Harley started.

"Very dangerous-" J continued.

"And a lot of people are going to die," Harley finished.

J grinned, "Sounds like the perfect date night to me, baby."

Harley giggled, she opened her mouth to say something when her phone rang. Without looking at the caller ID, she picked it up, "What?" She snarled.

"Where are you two staying?" Melody asked on the other end.

Harley softened, mouthing "It's Melody," to the Joker, "What?"

"The safehouse, where is it?" Melody asked.

"It's in a valley, middle of nowhere," Harley answered, "I don't-"

"Alright, I'll be there in 3," Melody responded.

"Minutes?" Harley asked the now dead line. When she heard the knock on the door, she opened it to find-

"Seconds," Melody smiled, walking into the cabin, looking around.

"Daughter dearest," J smiled, standing up, "Want to join us in planning a-"

"Don't tell me, it's best if I don't know," Melody interrupted.

"You're a Quinn, and a criminal," Harley sighed.

"Keep me out of it, you have your circles, I have mine," Melody reasoned.

"Fair enough," J said, "Best to keep the kid out of date night,"

"God, just, stay safe, alright?" Melody said, "I know you guys are homicidal maniacs, but can you just, not die?"

"You don't seem the lovey-dovey type," J smirked.

"Only for family," Melody sighed.

"You don't need to worry about us," Harley said, "Us crazies know what we're doing, alright?"

Melody nodded, "I know. I just figured I should extend the gesture before you guys leave."

"Well-" J started.

"Thanks for it," Harley interrupted, "We'll have to have you visit sometime."

"Sure," Melody smiled, "I'll look forward to it." With, that Melody smiled, and with a loud popping sound, disappeared.

"You're not telling her?" J asked.

"It'll be easier to follow her if she doesn't know I'm here," Harley smiled, giggling, "Besides, who said I'm staying for long? We do have Gotham to run."