Harley walked along the streets of Gotham alone that night, wearing her Harlequin costume she had stolen from the joke shop the night she sprung The Joker free from Arkham Asylum. Harley Quinn, using her real name Harleen Quinzel at the time, had been a psychiatrist at Arkham and had become fixated on The Joker, falling in love with him. She knew falling in love with a patient was absurd but she ended up freeing him and becoming his side-kick and girlfriend. She walked along the sidewalk, kicking an empty beer can with a sad expression on her face. "Oh Mister J, why can't we go back to those times when things were good? How did things become so cold between us?" She continued walking until she heard a swooping sound above her head and before she knew it Batman was throwing a punch her way, sending her flying against the curb. "Watch it B-Man, i'm walking here!" She dusted of her outfit and looked at the wreck she was in the reflection of a pet shop window. "Just checking you're not gonna rob another jewellery store Harley, I think you owe Gotham City a diamond necklace" Batman spoke in a deep, broody voice, it was something Harley liked about him, seeing as she was used to the high pitched squeals and laughter of The Joker. "Well you ain't getting it, my Puddin wanted me to have something special, Mister J is really... Thoughtful like that". Batman shot her a stern look "Last I heard The Joker hasn't left your warehouse in weeks, you robbed that store alone, surely Joker didn't permit that Harley, you know how he likes things to be supervised by him personally" She reached into her pocket and pulled out the diamond necklace. She stared into it, looking at her own reflection multiplied in the diamond. "You know B-Man, my mother used to have a necklace like this and whenever she put it on she would feel so special, so beautiful. One day on my first date I got all dressed up for this boy, my mother came into my room and placed the necklace around my neck, just so I would feel as pretty as she did" She turned around and threw the necklace at him, he swooped in and caught it with one hand "Take it B-Man I don't even want it!" He gave her one last look before disappearing silently into the night. Harley stared up, she heard a rumble in the sky and in a matter of seconds rain was pouring down. "Oh great, just great!" She slumped down onto the curb and removed her mask, stray pieces of her blonde hair slide down her face escaping her almost perfect ponytail. She glanced into her reflection in the puddle at her feet.

Harley walked back to her warehouse in the rain, returning to find the desk Joker had been working at earlier was empty. "Oh Harley dear!" She heard The Joker calling her name from their bedroom. She walked in, drenched from the rain and immediately Joker grabbed her and pulled her close. "I know I haven't been spending time with you lately but I took the night off, sent the boys home and now i'm up for a little bit of fun". Joker let out a huge laugh, a laugh that was known by everyone, and sat himself on the bed. "Not tonight Puddin, I've had a rough day". The Joker's enormous grim suddenly turned into a terrifying frown and he pushed Harley against the wall. "Look Harley, this is the one night I am free, I'm working my fingers to the bone to give us a good life, therefore all I request is YOU DO AS I TELL YOU!" Harley's hands began to shake as she felt Joker slowly undressing her. "Sure thing Mister J, right away". Before Harley knew it she was naked on her bed as The Joker teased her body slowly, as much as she didn't want it she couldn't help but get turned on. He knew what to do, he knew what made her squeal and squirm for more. It wasn't long before he was pleasuring her intensely, she was moaning for more, and more was what he gave her. She liked it and she had missed it and soon enough The Joker was inside her, making her moan more than she had moaned in a long time... When it was over The Joker just turned over and started to go to sleep. "Wow Mister J, you certainly haven't lost touch, since you're gonna be busy a lot, could I possibly get snuggles?". He tilted his head over, rolled his eyes and extended his arm out to her. She immediately took advantage and snuggled up to him as close and she could get. "Mister J?" She looked up at him softly. "What?!" He was becoming more irritated as all he wanted to do at this moment was sleep. "I love you". Harley laid her head on his chest and began to fall asleep. Joker looked down at her, he leaned over and kissed her forehead gently. "I love you too". He meant it, although he never liked showing it. The Joker believed that showing your emotions was showing weakness, something your enemies could exploit. He sometimes felt sorry for Harley, he knew that she must feel unloved but he also felt that the way he treated her would keep her in line, making him the one in charge and making her his puppet. He wanted the power. Just then The Joker heard a shot of thunder and saw lightning flashing across the sky through the gap in his curtains. He gently got out of bed, making sure he didn't wake Harley. He walked out of his bedroom and into the living room where he poured himself a glass of single malt whiskey. He sat in his chair thinking while staring out of the large window into the storm. "Too long I have waited, too long I have waited for a brilliant idea to come along, I can't miss my opportunity to rise and watch Batman crumble beneath me! I'm sorry Harley but when it comes to you and Batman, you are always second best! Hahahahaahahaaaa. I think tomorrow i shall officially release the brilliance that is my scheme to the gang, don't you agree?" He was talking to a photo on his coffee table, it was a photo of Batman, cut out and removed from a newspaper. He picked it up and smashed it on the arm of the chair. He turned it round to look at the picture surrounded by fragmented glass. "I hope you are as excited as I am"