A couple days passed without incident as Joker and Harley waited for the black vans to pull back into the parking lot, hopefully bringing members of the squad with them. The two were down in the club, Joker in his VIP seat right across from Harley's cage, where she was dancing for the crowd. His slate blue eyes locked on hers and he sent her a wide smile before looking over his shoulder as one of his henchmen put a hand on his shoulder.

"They're here boss."

"All of them?"

"Yes sir."

Giving a sharp whistle to get his Queen's attention, the clown stood and headed towards his office, the woman soon right by his side on the couch within. The door to the office opened, and Deadshot was the first to enter, lifting a hand in greeting to the pair, getting a nod in return. The next to enter cause Joker's eyebrows to shoot up, and him to lean forward on the couch.

"Holy shit...what is that."

Killer Croc grumbled and shot him a glare and a growl before moving to lean on the wall in the corner of the room. Katana entered the room next, not speaking, as usual, and seated herself on the floor, sword balanced on her legs.

"There's one missin`...where's soldier boy?" Harley asked, looking to Deadshot.

"No idea, doll face. We lost contact with HIM a while ago. Probably went and got married to that girl of his."

"Or he's right here..."

Joker turned to the door, watching as the man entered and sat down on the couch opposite him and Harley, settling next to Deadshot.

"The gang's all here! Oh...besides Daiblo...he was a bad ass."

From the corner, Croc's deep voice commanded the attention of everyone in the room, even the King of crime himself.

"What are we doin' here?"

"Mmmm I guess I should offer a bit of explanation, huh? Well, my villanous friends, one of your own is apparently dead set on makin` my Harley BE dead. I don't like that. Not one little, itty-bitty bit. Sooooo you all are here to help me...us...kill him."

The group all looked at one another, with Deadshot being the first to speak up.

"You know I'm already in, man. No body messes with my friends."

Croc grunted and moved forward, causing the henchmen within the room to go for their guns, only relaxing when Joker shot them a look that screamed 'don't'. He reached out and popped the clown in the shoulder, pushing him back a bit.

"I'm in."

It took everything he had not to shoot the mutated man in the face for touching him, and he forced himself to remember he actually NEEDED their help. Surprisingly, Katana was the next to speak up, indicating her willingness to help track down Boomerang as well. Flagg took a few minutes, everyone in the room staring at him expectantly. Eventually, he agreed to help as well, and Joker clapped his hands and smiled.

"Wonderful! You'll all stay here, my boys will get you set up in rooms, and we'll go over the plans later! Tonight, enjoy yourselves at the club!"

At that, everyone left the office, and headed directly for the bar to have a few drinks. Harley pulled him back down to the couch and swung her leg over him, straddling his lap. His hands moved to her hips and he grinned up at her.

"Somethin` ya want, Harls?"

"Maybe..." she said with a wink.

"Everyone out...now." he said, voice low and dangerous.

The henchmen that remained in the room quickly scurried out and closed the door. Joker reached over and hit a button next to his seat, locking the door and closing the curtains in the office. Standing, Harley looked down at her puddin`, licking her lips and grinning at him.

"Where's my music, Mistah J?"

"Ohhhh of course, how forgetful of me!"

Reaching out, Joker picked up a remote and pressed a button, the music his Queen liked to dance to filling the large office. The moment she heard the music, her body seemed to move on its own, his eyes glued to her. Her hands slowly made their way to her shirt and lifted it, slowly dragging it off over her head and tossing it to him. Catching the article of clothing, he lifted it to his face and inhaled her scent with a wide grin and a laugh.

"So this is the game tonight, eh?"

"Mm hm. Haven't played this one in a while."

Harley continued to move to the music, stripping off her clothes slowly, tossing each piece to Joker, who casually tossed them to his side, simply waiting. Turning to face him, she slowly made her way across the floor towards his seated form. Another grin curled his lips and he lifted his arms towards her.

"Oh yeah, come to daddy."

The moment she reached him, she straddled his lap and his hands went to her hips again, fingers trailing across the tattoo on her stomach. Swatting his hands away playfully, she lifted her hands to his shirt and began to undo the buttons, which there were only about two of. Once it was open fully, he leaned forward and she pushed both his shirt and jacket off his shoulders, leaving him to toss it carelessly to the floor. Her hands traced over every tattoo he had on his chest and neck, slowly moving down to pop the button on his pants and pull the zipper down, slipping her hand inside.

"Mm this for me, Mistah J?"

"Only you, baby. Only you."

Joker let out a groan and let his eyes fall shut, and leaned his head back as Harley closed her fingers around him, stroking slowly. A tug on his pants caused him to lift his hips, letting her pull them down his legs to pool around his ankles. Slipping back onto his lap, she wasted no time letting him easily slide into her warmth, groaning against his neck as he did. Joker's fingers dug into the skin of her hips, pulling her close against him as he allowed her to dictate their pace for the moment. Surprising herself, she moved as hard and fast on top of him as she could, letting her teeth nip at his jawline. A low growl sounded in her ear, sending shivers through her body as she suddenly found herself on her back on the floor, her King using every ounce of speed he possessed.

Joker growled again, latching his teeth onto her neck hard enough to leave a bruise in a few hours. His fingers of one hand dug into her waist, again, hard enough to leave marks for sure. The other arm supported his weight above her, his hips moving hard and fast. Harley wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling his lips to hers when he lifted his head from her neck.

"I love you, puddin!"

"I...love you too, Harls."

A wide smile bloomed on Harley's face as he finally spoke the words she'd wanted to hear from him for so long. It wasn't long before she felt her end approaching, and she bit into his shoulder to muffle the scream that tore from her lips. A loud groan/growl combination came from his throat as he shoved into her fully, emptying himself into her body. She held him close as he collapsed on top of her with a satisfied smile. Once his breathing returned to a somewhat normal pace, he got up, pulling his pants up and helping her to her feet.

"We should probably go make sure your little friends haven't killed anyone."

She took his hand and hopped up as well, re-dressing and fixing her hair before looking over at Joker, who was pulling his jacket back on and smoothing his own hair back over his head. Once the door was unlocked and the curtain was drawn back again, the pair entered the club area and looked around for the small group, finding them still at the bar. They joined the group, shared a few drinks, and Harley excitedly told them about Joker's proposal a week prior. Deadshot looked over at the King of crime, leaning over so he could be heard over the music.

"Can I talk to you, in private?"

"Oh, I suppose."

The two men excused themselves from the table they'd migrated to, and Joker led the assassin into the hallway near his office, only to have a gun pressed to his temple.

"I know I haven't known that girl as long as you have, but she's still a friend. You hurt her, I'll kill you."

Turning, he let the barrel of the gun travel over his skin until it rested on his forehead, eyes cold and hard. Stepping forward, and causing Deadshot to step back until he hit the wall, a hand wrapped itself around the gunman's throat, pressing slightly.

"I appreciate the gesture, mr. assassin, but DO NOT question my intentions with Harley. And if you EVER pull a gun on me again, my snipers will shoot you dead in a second. Got it?"

Finally holstering his gun again, the man lowered his hand to Joker's wrist, prying his hand off his neck.

"Yeah...yeah I got it."

"Good boy. Oh, and by the way...I catch you looking at my Queen like you have been all night again...you might just lose those eyes of yours. Then you'll be useless and I'll have to kill you anyways."

Turning his back on the newest member of his little team, Joker moved back to the table and sat down, wrapping his arm around Harley's waist and pulling her tight to his side with a glare in the direction of the other men seated with them. Lifting an eyebrow at him, she elbowed him gently in the side to get his attention.

"You okay, Mistah J?"

"Fine...just peachy..."

"You aint good at lyin` to me, y`know."

He shot her a look and she immediately fell silent, but not attempting to move from his side where she'd been placed. Deadshot returned to the table, and when his eyes met Joker's, the electricity between them was almost visible. Hoping to calm her puddin's sudden anger, Harley reached over and laid a hand on his thigh, squeezing gently, knowing he enjoyed it and it usually calmed him, even if it was by just a little. Closing his eyes, the clown took a deep breath, held it for a moment, before releasing it and looking down at her with a smile. It was barely the upwards slant of one side of his mouth, but it was still a smile.

A few hours later, all of the new members of Joker's 'staff' were settled in their rooms, and the King and Queen of crime were settling in for bed in their apartment.

"What got you so mad down there, puddin?"

"I don't like the way Deadshot was lookin atcha. Only I get to look atcha like that."

"Awwww...you're jealous! Don't worry, he don't mean nothin` by it."

"Better not...I'd hate to have to kill him so soon."

Harley pouted from her spot in bed, and Joker rolled his eyes before joining her, pulling her close to him under the blankets.

"Goodnight, Mistah J."

"Gnight Harls."

AN: I might post another chapter later, but not sure! I also start a new job next week, so I'm going to do my best to upload as often as I can. Please continue to leave reviews, and feel free to throw ideas my way!