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Thank you everyone who has reviewed or followed or favorite my story. Here is another Chapter and just a warning, this one has some smut. With that warning said, ENJOY!

Harley arrived at work in a great mood. She practically skipped to her office. She occupied herself with busy work until her session. It wasn't hard to do, there was plenty to keep her busy. She thought about the progress reports she was having to write for Batman. With her mood almost soured, she decided to go to the lounge and get a coffee. The short walk helped her to clear out the bad feelings and prepare to see her patient.

She got him a grape soda and a pudding cup today. She stuffed then into her lab coats pockets and grabbed her coffee. It was time. Harley was unsure how to start their tell-all session today. She was more than a bit apprehensive. By the time she arrived upstairs she decided to just start at the beginning and tell the truth.

She stepped to the guard desk and informed them to get The Joker ready. She walked by and noticed Mr. J was sitting in the floor of his cell, legs crossed. His eyes were closed like he was meditating. She stopped in front of his cell.

"Morning, doc." He said not bothering to open his eyes.

She smiled, "Morning Mr. J, you ready for our session?" she asked out of sheer curiosity.

His eyes snapped open, "I've been ready for days." He stated, then closed his eyes again.

"Alright," she said "see you in a few minutes then." And she walked away. Her stomach was doing cartwheels in her belly, she sipped her coffee and made her way to their room.

She set her things on the table and took a deep breathe. She was getting nervous now. She was so deep in thought, she almost didn't hear the small knock the guards do before entering the room.

The guard brought him in and set him down in front of her. She kept her face neutral as the guards did their work. Once they had left, she smiled.

"How are you today?" she asked.

He looked at her, studying her, he leaned back and answered, "As well as any clown locked away all day, can be expected to feel."

The look he had on his face made her chest hurt, she smiled again, "well I brought you some sweets." She said.

His face lit up at this. "whatcha got doc?" he said rubbing his hands together like a child.

Harley reached into her pockets and brought out the can of soda and the vanilla pudding cup.

"Oh, " he exclaimed, "you shouldn't have." He snatched up the pudding cup. She slid the plastic spoon across the table to him. "You must really love your Mr. J."

She giggled as she watched him devour the sweet treat. He reached for the soda, opening it and taking a small sip.

She sipped her coffee, just watching him.

He set the can on the table and looked her in the eye. "What's old strange want done today?" he asked.

She took another sip of her quickly cooling coffee and set it aside. "Well, since you have been working with me, he's pretty pleased with the progress so far. He hasn't given me any assigned treatment." She knew her pleasure was all over her face, "we run the show now." She finished.

"Well, Doc, how about we share our secrets now?" he must have seen the unease on her face because he added, "don't worry Mr. J won't judge you. Please doc, tantalize me."

She took another small sip from her cup, and thought. 'In for a penny, right?' She set the cup on the table and took a deep breath.

She looked at him, she decided to just blurt it out. "I have murdered three men."

He sat motionless, the only sound in the room was his breathing. She was starting to feel very self-conscious.

"Well?" she prompted, "say something." She demanded.

He let out a small purr/growl. Then abruptly smiled. "Sorry doc, you accomplished something not many people have. You surprised me." He laughed. "I would have bet something like, shoplifting. But murder, that was," he trailed off searching for the perfect word. His eyes lit with fire as he found it. "Thrilling."

She felt the relief and blush rush through her. She was very nervous now. Her secret was out.

"Come here and sit on my lap, Mr. J didn't mean to hurt your feelings." He motioned for her to come.

She stood and walked over, sitting on his lap. She felt silly now, like a little girl. She laughed at the absurdity of it.

"There see, already better. Now I heard about these murders, they were brutal." he rubbed a circle on her back. "Tell me, no detail is too small."

She began, first the David incident. She could feel his grip tighten on her then loosen and rub circles again. HE put his other hand on top of her thigh. She continued to the hoodie guy, and leaving him there in his car. She finished with the guy in the ally and she told him about the heart she had carved.

When she had finished, she looked up from her hands. "Well am I crazy Dr. J?" she asked with a halfhearted smile.

When she met his eyes, she froze, they were hot and hungry. She looked down to his mouth, then back up.

Her mouth felt dry, her tongue came out to lick her lips and he attacked, kissing her hard. His mouth was hot on hers, devouring her, consuming her soul. His tongue pushed into her mouth, meeting hers. The touch sending electric shocks to her core.

The hand he had placed on her back, lowered to her ass, squeezing it roughly. The other moved up her thigh. She turned her body to straddle his lap. The moved pushed up her skirt, very high. He growled, she bit his lip, he growled harder.

She reached between their bodies, sliding her hands into his pants, grabbing his now hard shaft. He hissed, she used her other hand to move the elastic of his waistband, freeing the erection. He kissed her harder, letting her pet him and tease him. He reached and pulled her panties to the side, the delicate fabric ripping.

He half lifted her and she gasped as he began the slow push into her wet and ready body. As he stretched her wide, taking her mouth, kissing and biting as he pushed himself in her to the hilt.

She began rocking her hips, getting a rhythm going. He opened the front of her shirt, pulling her breasts free from her bra. She continued her rocking enjoying the small sharp movements inside her. He laid his face on the curve of her neck. He began slowly licking and biting his way across her collarbone.

Harley arched her back, pushing her breasts into his view. He licked across the top of one mound of flesh. He smiled his silver grin, then sucked the flesh into his mouth, biting down.

Harley gasped, the pain of his bite and the pleasure of his cock, mingled together, confusing her senses. She ground her hips harder, he growled. He moved his hands up into her hair and pulled her head back, exposing her neck. He bit her again.

"Harder." She demanded. He growled again, he stood up, laying her body on the table. The hard cold surface against her hot skin made her squirm.

Joker stood before her, still buried inside her body. "Oh Harley, you are just so good." He began his rhythmic movements, while holding her hips. Harley was out of her mind with the pleasure between her thighs and the aching of her breast.

She scratched her pleasure on his skin, she felt on the edge of her orgasm, she just needed that push. As if he had read her mind, Joker leaned forward and bit her other breast. That was it, she exploded into a million pieces, floating away. As she came back to her body she could feel her Joker pump himself a few more times into her body, then he shuddered, spilling himself inside her. He collapsed on her chest, breathing hard.

"Oh doc, you spoil me." He said between breaths.

She laughed. This was it she had officially fucked up. It's all over now. She knew it. But she also knew, she would choose this again. He moved off of her chest and stood. She sat up and righted her blouse, the ache in her breast felt delicious. She moved back to her side of the table, and sat down.

"Mr. J, I'm," she began when he interrupted her.

"No Doc, no apologies, no takebacks, you're mine." He told her.

"Mr. J, I wasn't going to apologize, I am not ashamed, I am yours. And you are mine. No takebacks." She agreed. He smiled and relaxed at her words. "What I was going to say was, I'm afraid we are out of time for today." She said frowning.

He looked at her, obviously confused by her frown. She explained "You haven't told me your secret." She pouted. He laughed. He smiled at her mischievously "that'll have to wait until next time."

She nodded. "It better be good." She said. She got up and walked over to him. She kissed him lightly, then sucked his bottom lip into her mouth, biting just hard enough to draw blood.

He moved to kiss her again but she stepped back. She brushed the blood from his lip with her thumb. He watched, eyes sparkling, as she placed the digit into her mouth.

He smiled.

She walked to the door and opened it, motioning for the guard at the end of the hall. "He's ready to go back." She told him. She turned back to the room "See ya next time, Mr. J" she left him. He could hear her heels click on the linoleum floors.

She had no idea that her confession would lead to that. Harleen had made it back to her office on wobbling legs. She sat at her desk, feeling like this was a dream.

Harley decided to write up all the notes and progress reports she needed to do. She started with her normal notes. They took the least amount of effort. She was all caught up in no time. Her stomach growling, she left her office to head to the lounge to grab a snack. The actual cafeteria wasn't bad food, just bland food. She grabbed a bag of chips from a vending machine and made her another coffee. Junk food and caffeine, just what the doctor ordered.

With her hunger sated, she went back to her office to start on the damned patient update to Batman. The idea that some vigilante thought he was so far above the law that he could request personal medical information about anyone. UGH. This was not a good train of thought for her. She sat at her computer and stared at the blank screen.

The idea flashed through her head and made her smile. If that jerk wants a report, he will get a report. She opened up her word processing program and began typing.

Patient Name: Unknown

Patient Alias: The Joker

Patient D/O/B: Unknown Age: Unknown

Medical History: REDACTED FOR PATIENT PRIVACY

Harley giggled to herself. She was told to give a report, not what was to be in the report. She continued.

Medical Diagnosis: REDACTED FOR PATIENT PRIVACY

Doctor notes: REDACTED FOR PATIENT PRIVACY

Assessed Threat Level: Patient has been cooperative during sessions and shown no outward aggression.

It was completely true. He had been a model patient for her. She giggled again, 'this is fun.' She thought as she typed.

Medications: REDACTED FOR PATIENT PRIVACY

Treatment plan: 1) Continued Intensive therapy.

2) REDACTED FOR PATIENT PRIVACY

3) REDACTED FOR PATIENT PRIVACY

That was a pretty vague progress report. She would love to be a fly on the wall when Batman read this. What could he do really? Legally nothing. She laughed as she printed the report, and signed the bottom. She would take this directly to Hugo. She was almost sure they were on the same page with their feelings about this problem.

The Joker was a long term patient here, He wasn't here for observation. He was committed as criminally insane. Unless he tells me he has actual detailed plans to harm people, he has doctor patient confidentiality, just like every other citizen. She knocked on Hugo's door and waited to hear the usual, 'enter.', which came quickly.

She stepped in and smiled. "Hugo, I have the first progress report for Batman." She told him, still smiling.

He looked at her, obviously confused by her cheerful expression. "Let me see." He reached for the file.

She handed him the folder containing the single sheet of paper. He opened the folder and his eyebrows shot up as he read. He closed the folder, placed it on the side of his desk, and to Harley's surprise, he started laughing.

The laugh was contagious, as Harley joined in. Once he regained control of himself, He stood. Harley stood as well.

"My dear, you have impressed me yet again. I couldn't have written a better report myself." He told her. "You have gone above and beyond. I should have moved you up to this position years ago."

She beamed at the compliment, "I work hard for my patients, I'm not letting a guy in a mask bully me." She explained.

"Agreed." He said "did you need anything else?" he asked her.

She smiled, "Nope, just wanted to make sure you got that." She pointed to the file, and she left.