To clear some things up. First, yes, I am alive, glad to see that you all care (how come no one cared?) Two, I totally spaced on any and all writing... I'm trying to resume my old habits, but it's really hard to do so. Last, I do love this story, but its a bit more morbid and dark for me already, so I have to be careful how often and when I write it, else I'll get depressed like Harvey. I really hope you all enjoy this, and I love Harvey so much. Alas I own nothing... Oh and the name of the asylum Harvey will be attending, the name is Latin, I used an online translator, so please forgive me if it isn't accurate. I will be saying what it means later in the story, you can look it up if you wish, but that takes the suspense out of things I think. Enjoy, hope everyone is well, and know that as I write these very words, I'm smiling and laughing at my word choice. I'm bored thus I choice more interesting words. Enjoy and review my allies!


Two-Face grumbled as he attempted to sit himself back up after the van had knocked him over once again. He sighed, and leaned against the van's constant vibrating sides. He didn't like this one bit. Vaguely he wondered how Joker and the other rogue's were doing. Last he heard Joker and Harley were in a tight spot, in fact, Harley had panicked so much that, she came to him, Harvey asking for help! Harvey remembered flipping his coin that day.

----Memories, oh memories.-----

"Heads you stay, tails I call Joker." He had said to her, while she stood in the doorway of his latest hideout, nervously twirling one of her pigtails in her fingers, and chewing on the ends of it occasionally. He threw the coin in the air, and when he caught it in his hand, Harley squeaked a bit in her nervous state, her black eye more prominent. Harvey looked at his coin, and sighed. He opened the door more for her, realizing that it had to be about two in the morning. "You can sleep on the couch…" he said as she walked it, and surprisingly, she didn't attack him with her normal hug that she usually gave him at times like this.

Instead she mumbled a "Thanks Harv" in her prominent accent and walked over to the couch, and curled up in a ball. Normally, Harvey wouldn't have given it a second thought, but when he flipped his coin, he asked if he should be nice to her. With a sigh, Harvey went over and stood next to the couch. He put his hands in his pockets. He didn't know what to say to the Harlequin. He had never really talked to her much, hadn't really cared about her, but something about right now didn't seem right. She seemed more unhinged than her normal self. He coughed lightly, cursing the building for not having heat. He pulled his hands out of his pockets, and rubbed his hands together trying to get warm. He realized that if he was cold, then she must have been too.

"Um, do you want some blankets?" he asked hesitantly. Harley just nodded her head, her pigtails bobbing up and down. He nodded his head, and pulled some out of the small closet. He picked a nice quilt and a warm looking comforter for her, thinking she might like the child like print on the quilt. When he came over, Harley was still laying curled up in a ball, not even acknowledge that he was there. He set on of the quilt on the floor, and opened the blanket up, shaking it out, and set it on her. He opened the quilt and set that on her too.

"Thanks Harv" he heard her mumble yet again. Harvey just nodded his head. He scratched the back of his head, still unsure what to say.

"Doyouwannatalkaboutit?" Harvey mumbled. Harley sat up and looked at him confused. Harvey sighed, "I said, doyouwannatalkaboutit?" Harley tilted her head to the side. Harvey sighed, "Do you want some tea?" He asked, she nodded her head, and remembering a scene from the Iceberg where the waiters hadn't put enough sugar in her tea, Harvey put a couple extra scoopfuls of sugar in hers. He brought out her tea, after saturating it in sugar, honey, other various tea sweeteners. She sipped the tea lightly, and he sat down on the table across from her, sipping his. He looked at her, noticing how tired she looked, and the fresh cuts and bruises on her already scarred face.

--Reality----

Harvey was jolted out of his memory suddenly when the van took another sharp turn, throwing him across the van, hitting the opposite wall. The van then pulled to a sudden stop, and he was thrown against the metal gate that was separating him and the driver. Harvey was starting to get really angry really fast; all these jolts and stops were beginning to really piss him off. Suddenly the back door opened, and two men in white grabbed him and dragged him out. Two-Face didn't struggle against them, he knew it'd be useless to resist. Instead he looked up at the arch that they dragged him through before they entered the main door. On the arch it said "Domus of Inops"

Harvey pushed his brow together as he tried to remember his lessons in Latin. He knew that "domus" meant home, but he could not for the life of him remember what "inops" meant. He sighed as they continued to drag him.

When he entered the building, the two men dropped him on the ground without saying anything, and locked the door they had just entered. One of the men stuck his hand out. Harvey raised an eyebrow. The man bent down to a kneeling Harvey and struck him hard across the face.

"Give me the coin." One of the men said. Harvey rolled his eyes and scoffed.

"Like I haven't heard that one before." The same man slapped him across the face again.

"Shut the fuck up you degenerate imbecile." The second man pulled a uniform out of a

closet and threw it at Harvey's face. "Change. Now." Was all he said. Harvey rolled his eyes. The first man started tapping his foot.

"I'm still waiting for that coin." He said. Harvey rolled his eyes yet again, not believing these guys for a second. 'They really think that they can intimidate him? Intimidate us?' Two-Face thought with a sneer, and for once Harvey agreed with his alter self

"Right, and I'm still waiting for my dead girlfriend to come alive. Obviously neither of those things are going to happen; just like I'm not going to change here, in front of you." Harvey said. The first man looked at the second man who nodded. Harvey started to get up, but the first man pulled a taser off of his belt and shoved it into Harvey's shoulder. Harvey yelped in pain, as he dropped the coin out of his fist. The guard pulled the taser out of his shoulder.

"There you go, that wasn't too bad was it? Now change and get this straight. Here at Inops, we don't take any bullshit. We say jump, you better jump for your fucking life, understand? You corporate, and make this easy, then your time here won't be too bad. You understand?" Here he grabbed Harvey by a fist full of hair, and pulled him up by his head to his level. Two-Face growled without realization, and spat in the man's face fully knowing what he did.

The second man wasted no time and grabbed Harvey behind him and restrained Harvey from behind. Harvey tried to resist however he was still weak from the taser, and was no match for his captor. The first man, grabbed him by the shoulders and kneed him in the groin. He then swung his fist and struck him clear across the face, Harvey's blood smearing across the man's fist. The man holding Harvey dropped him to the floor. Harvey gasped for air, making a strange noise at the sudden in take of breathe. He looked up at the men, who dropped the uniform on him again.

"Now how about you change quickly without complaint." The first man said as he whipped the blood off his fist onto a napkin, crumpling it and throwing it into the trash.

'Where the hell are we?' Harvey thought.