Chapter 2: Two-Face & Dr. Crane
(A/N: At this point, consider everything to be what Batman and Gordon are reading/listening to in Harley's file.)
Harley's POV
After about a month at the Asylum, they'd started letting me see patients without Dr. Leland. The first was Two-Face. They considered him less dangerous than most inmates, so they figured I could start with him.
"So your my new doctor?" Two-Face asked.
"Yes." I answered. "Is there anything you'd prefer to be called? For instance, Harvey or Two-Face?"
"Harvey please. No, Two-Face! No, Harvey. No, Two-Face! I really do want to be called Harvey." He argued with himself.
"Harvey it is." I agreed. "Is there anything you'd like to talk about?"
"Yes. She wouldn't believe us!" He argued with himself again.
Maybe I should call the nice one Harvey, and the other one Two-Face. "I'm pretty open minded."
"I think Frank Boles is a traitor. I heard him say something about helping inmates hurt each other." He stated.
"I wouldn't doubt it. He probably turns a blind eye whenever inmates get into fights." I agreed. "But traitor's a strong word."
"Probably. Tattletale!" He argued with himself again. "Do you think I'm schizophrenic?"
"You could be. But for all I know, you're just thinking out loud. People fight with themselves in their heads all the time. It just isn't usually that heated." I shrugged.
"That's a nice perspective. But half of me constantly wants to kill people, so I'm still nuts." He pondered.
"Yeah, but all the best people are." I shrugged.
"You've met Jervis, haven't you?" He asked.
"Yeah, how did you know?" I asked.
"Because he has an obsession with Alice in Wonderland, and that's one of the Mad Hatter's lines. I will never understand why Jervis tries to emulate the Mad Hatter." He sighed.
"What else do you want to talk about?" I asked.
"Perhaps it's time to talk about the incident that made me the way I am." He shrugged.
No doctor's gotten Two-Face to talk about the incident. "Okay. Go."
He described how the acid that Sal Maroni got from ADA Fields was thrown onto his face. He didn't get descriptive about the pain, but he said it hurt. Physically and emotionally.
"If I may ask, why did you suddenly decide to tell me about the incident?" I asked.
"Because this felt more like a conversation than an interview. Leland tried to make it seem less like an interview, but she never quite succeeded." He sighed. "Because it was an interview! Even this was an interview!"
"I think we've discussed enough for today. Try not to argue with yourself too much." I pressed a button and two guards came in.
"Kind of hard without the coin to settle the arguments." He muttered.
That gave me an idea for our next session. As the two guards took him back to his cell, I saw someone who was strapped to a table being taken to the elevators.
"Who's that?" I asked as I approached a crowd of doctors.
"Jonathan Crane. He's a doctor that recently went insane. He calls himself Scarecrow now." Dr. Leland answered.
"How does a respectable doctor turn into a lunatic?" Dr. Young sighed. "He was working here too."
"What got him arrested?" I questioned.
"Something to do with killing college professors." Dr. Leland answered.
"And something called Fear Gas." Dr. Young added.
"Weird." I commented.
"Very. I have research to do, so I'll see you two later." Dr. Young walked off.
"So, how did your interview with Two-Face go?" Dr. Leland asked.
"He talked about the incident that burned his face." I said.
"Really? None of us could get him to do that." She looked surprised.
"He said I made it seem less like an interview." I shrugged.
"Can I see your notes?" She asked.
I handed them to her.
"Well, if it works, do it." She smiled.
I headed off to find William North.
"Hey William?" I found him.
"Yes?" He looked at me.
"Can we give Two-Face his coin back? I feel like he'd make more progress. He argues with himself constantly, and the coin apparently helps him settle the arguments with himself." I asked.
"I've noticed that. Maybe he can in a controlled environment like your office, but he can't be trusted with it in his cell. He makes some dangerous decisions with that thing." He shrugged.
"I could do that. So can you get me the coin?" I asked.
"Give me a minute." He said.
He disappeared down the hallway and reappeared with the coin in a bag five minutes later. "Here."
"Thanks." I smiled.
I put it in my pocket for later. Then I headed down the hallway and watched from the observation area as they took Scarecrow to his new cell. I also saw Batman accompanying them on their journey.
"He seems secure, I'm going to leave." Batman said.
You could hear what they said on the monitors that Mr. Arkham and Mr. Sharp would use. I watched as he walked out of the Asylum. I think a couple of female doctors said they thought he was attractive. I could see their point, but I didn't think he was as attractive as the portrayed him. Honestly, I'm all for hero work, but their costumes tend to make it look like they're wearing underwear on the outside of their pants.
"I want my coin!" Two-Face shouted on one of the monitors.
"Shut up." Cash looked like he'd heard it a million times.
I walked back towards my office. On the way, I ran into Boles.
"Hey Harleen, how about you and me step into your office for a little one-on-one?" He wiggled his eyebrows.
"In your dreams." I walked past him and locked my office door behind me.