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Harley is in her room looking at her photo. She smiles at her memory of how Stephan hired a boat for them to ride on for a few hours. She also Harley and her Dad played Pirates. She laughed at that memory. She was only 10 years old and loved playing Pirates with her Dad.
There was a knock on the door "Come in!" She shouts, not letting her eyes go on that picture.
Bruce enters and sees her looking at it.
"What you doing?" He asked, looking at the photo she's holding.
Harley giggles "I am just thinking on how much I loved that day. I also remember the day Dad lost that deposit on that boat after he crashed it but he doesn't care. He only cared about making me happy."
Bruce smiles "He seems like a good man." He said looking at her.
Harley puts her picture on the side of the bed and picks up another photo "This is a picture of my Mom."
She is blonde like Harley, just as beautiful. She also has caring sort of look about her as well. "She died when I was 7. She used to be my everything."
Bruce looks at the picture "What happened?" He asked.
Harley smiles "Died of breast cancer. She was everything that I ever wanted to be. My Dad-as you just found out-can be strange but my Mum? She was always caring. Every time Dad goes bananas she would go 'pull yourself together before you lose your pants!' It seems to confuse him but it snaps him back to reality."
Bruce chuckles a little "I would of loved to meet her."
Harley turns to him and smiled "I think she would of loved to meet you too."
The two gazed again. Bruce places his hand on her cheek and holds it. Bruce leans to her, each breath for the second and then… the two kissed.
Harley pulls away a little to look at his eyes. She can't stop looking at them and can't stop thinking if she saw them before.
She pulls him again and continued kissing.
Bruce hold her waist as the two lay on the bed, continue the kiss until… a knock.
Harley and Bruce look at the door. The two heavy breathed trying to catch their breaths, and Harley shouts "Come in!" While the two separate from each other.
Dick enters slowly "Sorry Harley. Can I speak to Bruce for a minute?"
Harley smiles "Sure! See you later Bruce."
Bruce slowly gets up and walks out the door. He turns to Dick "What is it?"
Dick looks around and whispers "I checked Stephan Quinzel phone calls, he has been in contact with an unknown number for 2 days."
Dick hands Bruce the paper showing the unknown number that rang Stephan 10 times in 2 days "You think it's the Joker?"
Dick nods "I think so. He wants to find Harley and who else can find Harley better than her old man?"
Bruce shakes his head "How did he know she be here though?"
Dick shrugs "Maybe it's News Papers or the News? It's everywhere, saying to everyone that Harley is your girlfriend so he must of got it from her."
Bruce shakes his head, still unsure of the answer "I don't think so… you said it yourself its all over the papers, the Joker don't need Harley's Dad to find her. I think there's another reason he's here."
Dick looks down thinking "There must be something here to give us a clue."
Bruce places his hand on Dick shoulder "You did well Dick. Now go get some rest."
Dick nods "Okay Bruce." He leaves but quickly turns round "How was it?"
Bruce looks at Dick confused "How was what?"
Dick laughs "You got lipstick on your lips!"
Bruce quickly rubs the lipstick off, embarrassed.
The Joker is outside his car pouring petrol on the vehicle, giggling.
"So Harley wants to be good? Wants to stop being friends with me? Ha! I will show her that her that she belongs to me. I will show her that this idea of happiness…" he throws the tank to the side and picks up his matches "can be burned in the blink of an eye."
He drops the match and the flame catches the car on fire. The metal rusting away and the paint is fading. Soon the whole car explodes.
The Joker looks at the car and has a thought "I think I might of left a kid in the boot…"
The Joker shrugs and leaves the scene.
TO BE CONTINUED