Chapter Seven
"B-Man," Harley said, "I wanna say thanks for fixin' me up, but I really do need ta get back. Mistah J is probably worried sick."
Batman looked at the tray she just finished for dinner. She had eaten everything. She looked healthy, and her bruising was starting to subside. Alfred's cooking had done wonders for her.
"Harley, why would you want to go back there?" Batman asked. "You've been here almost three days, and in that time I can't find any information on his movements. He's obviously not looking for you. Tell me where he is, and I'll put you in protective custody until I can figure out what he's got up his sleeve."
Harley Quinn stood up from the makeshift table in the Bat Cave. "It's not that easy, Bats," she said. "He's a powerful, persuasive guy."
"What's his hold on you?"
Harley thought for a moment. Exactly what was his hold on her? What has he ever done for her? The one true compliment he ever gave her was saying her name put a smile on his face. Ha! He always has a smile. "I don't know."
Batman turned to face her. "I don't want you to go back. He'll just hurt you again, and I can't…" He did not finish.
Harley was quick to pick up on this. "Aww, Bats…you actually care," she said, a small grin forming on her lips. "So what iffin I actually stay? Ya gonna protect me? Hold me? Love me?" She placed more emphasis on those last two words. Her piercing blue eyes found his and he turned away from her. "That's wat I thought," she finished. "Ya can't do any of those things, so why do ya bother?"
She walked up behind him and put her hand on his broad shoulder. He turned to face her. "I know ya care about me," she said. "I've always known. But it ain't enough. I need more. Ya know everythin' about me, an' I know nothin' about you. Ya gonna have ta do better than that…."
Their eyes locked. Harley knew what was coming. She actually wanted it. There was no resistance. Batman dipped his head down and placed his lips upon hers. She carefully reached around him with her one good arm, pulling his face closer to hers. Their tongues danced. He pulled her body closer to him, her large breasts mashing against his suit. 'God, what would it feel like to have her naked against him,' he thought.
He broke the kiss first. "Harley…I…"
She smiled at him. "That was nice," she said. "I know ya can't say it, Bats…but I love ya too." She sighed. "Now I really need ta go."
She turned away from the dark figure, but thought better of it and faced him again. "I'll help ya….one condition. It's me that takes him down. Do we hav'a deal?"
Batman studied her. "Deal."